You mean here, ipstenu.org or halfelf.org? Depends on which me you’re talking to!
Silly fangirl me? ipstenu.org
WordPress/computer me? halfelf.org
That was easy!
Oh I hate that answer, sorry. But yes. I love working from home. I love working in an office. I love working in a coffee shop on a teeny island with 30 other WP geeks. I love working on my patio in 100 degree weather getting sunshine.
I also love reading in most of those places (I prefer reading at home).
But where you work is dependent on your comfort level of interaction. I do rather enjoy the value of face-time in person with my coworkers. And for me, getting up and getting OUT of the house is good for my mental health. This isn’t true of everyone, I know, but I think even if I worked ‘from home’ full time, I’d find a co-working space, so I could get out and interact at least 3 days a week with people outside my zone.
Also my office has ping pong, an arcade machine, and foosball, so there’s that.
1) People who follow me home. Chasing after me, as an individual, in private email or twitter or my website AFTER I emailed you from the plugins email, demanding status updates or special treatment? Not cool. That’s how you get on my blacklist. Use the proper lines of communication please. I promise we’re not ignoring you (unless you’re emailing without a subject line, that probably got caught as spam).
2) Having to double-check licensing for all the flipping JS scripts and fonts, because there isn’t inline doc on it, or a license file.
The rest is all deal-able
I get asked this because I run a CSI-ish fansite.
And no, I don’t own any DVDs or Blu-Rays of CSI. I don’t need to. While my memory may not be at the level of, oh, Shane Saunders, I can remember enough to not need them. Also I have my wiki that I wrote, which has everything I really need. It’s one search away.
Oh, yes. Pretty much every day at least one person makes me go ‘Wwhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyy?’ But that’s life with support, isn’t it? If I find I’m getting actually angry at people, I stop and walk away. Play ping pong, etc.
No, but possibly not for the reason you’re thinking.
If we spent all day together, talking about everything, what fun would I have to tell her when I get home? I mean, tales of threatening to fart-bomb people may be funnier if we all knew the same people, but not having heard the story before makes it more fun to me. I like picking the craziest thing that happens all day and telling her.
Of course, I think she’d like working here.
I’m no Chris Lema but I do write at least 1500 words a day, almost every day. And by that I mean an individual piece of work at least 700 words long. It isn’t always techy, sometimes it’s bad fan fix (no, you can’t read that), sometimes it’s a review of a TV show, and sometimes it’s a random story about whales. But every single day, yes, I write.
I always wanted to be a writer, to be a famous one would be best, but it doesn’t really matter. The point, for me, was always to write. When I was in grammar school, my teacher, Nancy Sager, told me to write at least 300 words a day. I tried to challenge myself with 500, and it went on and on, until there’s actual pain when I don’t write. The story in my head cries, trying to get out.
So how do I find the time? I make it. I sit down and force myself to write. Maybe I throw it out, but I write, and write and I write.
It’s been well over 10,000 hours of my life, so I’m sure I don’t suck at it anymore.
This was one of the weirder questions I’ve been asked, but yes I do.
The follow up was “Why isn’t this on your website?” Okay, smart ass. Now it is. Happy?
My greatgreat uncle Moe. He said it’s what ‘Epstein’ originally was. It’s one of the few 100% consistent stories from my family, so we’re inclined to believe it
Here are my “time to go inside” checkpoints, in no specific order
I enjoy sitting outside to work, though. And I could plug in to an outlet, but I think I should get a table and proper chairs first.