I’m inching ever closer to 30. In fact, as of today there are 364 days until I cross the threshold and say goodbye to twenty-ville. I don’t have a Before-I-turn-30 bucket list (they exist!?), and while my 12-year-old self would be disappointed with where I’ve ended up at age 29, I don’t know how realistic my idea of owning a penthouse in Manhattan after inventing a teleportation box was. (There is still time, there is.) Not a lot changes come July 2014 – but there is a looming pressure to do something. Achieve something. Write another book. Or create the multi-media franchise that I know the book/movie/gaming/entertainment market is sorely … Continue reading A year older. So what now?