On January 28, I moved back into my office. It’s been going very well.

Mostly, anyway.

I am currently writing this post in the company of our bi-weekly office cleaning crew, a family of Mexican immigrants who has proven to show up at unpredictable times in the past. This evening was no different. Having been lounging behind my desk, updating my increasingly popular Facebook page (“Like” me today!) in the dark, I was fortunate enough to hear the first of my visitors fumbling the key in the door. Managing an acrobatic spring to action, I was able to place my open laptop on the desk and swivel into my chair in enough time for the door to open. “How are you doing?” I offered, cheerfully.

The small crew, led by Carla, is kind enough and asks no questions. But now that they’ve caught me here at an odd time, I know I can’t let them find me here again.

There is more weight to my tenure at the office this time. I have no apartment, having vacated last month and moved all of the belongings I chose not to sell into a nearby Public Storage unit. My address is a PO Box. At the moment, I have no plans to find a new place.

And at the moment, I’m not interested in finding one. Every spare moment is being spent on the Hobo project, catching up on writing past experiences and delving deeper into the revision process. And the social media thing. These are things I’ve never done. What better context to do it than the very environment where the project was born. It’s the domestic version of immersion. It’s method-acting for the writer. And it’s super cheap.

Today I printed out over 300 double-spaced, Courier New, 12-point font pages of yet-unpublishable Office Hobo writing. It is the first draft of a book, but it’s a book whose narrative is… in progress. Nonetheless, it’s making for some productive nights and weekends!

Meanwhile, I plan to be reformatting this web diary a little to serve that end. I still plan on updating the page regularly with what’s happening in the office, just with a little less depth of detail for the every day goings on in my life. Diaries of that nature are a project in and of themselves.

Anyway, thank you for stopping by and checking out the site. And come back again soon!

– TOH