Time with Tom

Dust Some Cobwebs

Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve been here. I have a great excuse, I promise. I’ve been busy.

No, really.

It’s called Nano Wrimo, and I’ve talked about it here before. And I know Brandon has mentioned it. We’ve been attempting to write a novel (each) this month. I’m up almost at 32,000 words, and Brandon is somewhere, but I don’t know his actual word count. You’d have to ask him.

The novel’s going well. Better than the previous two years, that’s for sure. When I started this back in ‘07, I fell horribly behind, and had to crank out 30,000 words in a week (somewhere around 9,000 the last day, I think). It was nuts. Last year was a lot better, but I still fell behind a few days, which is both very easy to do and very dangerous to do. This year, the most I fell behind so far was one day, and I caught up the next day. I did get ahead by entire days once or twice, which was nice. At the moment, I think I’m ahead by about 12 words, but it’s all good. The plot is insane, the characters are all nutjobs, and I’m not sure some of what I write makes any sense.

So I’m obviously enjoying myself a lot.

The only other news is that I still have the completely used roll of film from the old school camera sitting on my desk, waiting for processing. I have to ask around and find somewhere that’ll do it, because I would love to see how (badly) those pictures turn out. I promise, soon as they’re scanned, you’ll get to see them. Until then, though, you’ll just have to wait.

In the meantime, have some fall pictures from me.

Tom

Inheritance

This past weekend, I was in Rhode Island for a wedding, which was a very fun experience. The Friday night plans involved dropping by my parents’ house, which is always fun. So, we sat around with my mom, talking about degrees and jobs and, eventually, my family. I won’t bore you with the details, but it did result in a very interesting moment.

My mom, who knows I love photography, handed me a box marked Falcon Camera. She said it had belonged to my grandfather, and if I could figure out how to use it, it was mine. So I opened the box, pulled out a metal container about the size and shape of point-and-shoot 35 mm cameras, and proceeded to look at the manual. Which led me to pressing a button, and opening a camera that hasn’t been new in a good 60 years.

Below are some pictures of it. Brandon has done me a huge favor and picked up film, so once I start taking pictures with it, I’ll start scanning them and you can see them here. Let me know if you have any tips for using old school cameras like this one!

Tom