Elsewhere

While Ivan did the roomba dance downstairs, I was able to get some necessary envelope addressing done. For that bit of found time, and the resulting fur-free floor, Ivan has already paid himself off in my books.

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I like silence. I like silence that I can fill with the clickity-clacking of keys and the occasional itunes playlist. Silence recharges me and helps me feel motivated. Whether that's because eventually I get restless with the quiet blanketing the apartment, or just because I can hear myself think, it ends up leading to productivity in some regard.

( This weekend has been full of much needed silence.Collapse )

And speaking of writing, my ambitious time table basically fell down behind the refrigerator when work started again. I had a dream a couple of nights ago that I quit my job, which puzzled me upon waking because I like both my job and having spending money on top of clearing the bills. I think it's wish fulfillment though, because after work I don't feel creative and I don't feel like taking on the things that I want to do/ need to get done. The house festers throughout the week (which makes me anxious and which I find distracting) and then when the weekend comes I need to clean to feel like I can clear my head for writing time, but by the time I'm done cleaning there's little energy (or time) left to do so.

Again, this is a challenge that I need to address constructively, because I don't want to just make excuses for not doing this thing that I want to do.

So anyways, the writer's conference looms and I have a speed dating session with some agents. What's an aspiring writer to do?

She goes back about six years and digs out the manuscript she started for a little piece called Nine Circles. She dusts it off, eyes it critically, and begins to make some crucial edits and necessary changes. She doesn't get too down on herself because none of the speed-dating agents to whom she might be pitching have listed an interest in the genre of her current piece, but one or two have listed an interest in dark and urban fantasy. Since Nine Circles covers this niche quite well, it's a good compromise. Three polished chapters, and possibly a query. Is this more realistic? Hopefully.

I think that my mom would like to be remembered as she was when she was young and healthy. I am sharing a picture of her from when she was my age, maybe even a little younger, so others can see how beautiful she was. I spent a lot of time complaining about dealing with my mom, and not enough time bragging about her. Well, here's a start.

During tonight's round of packing, I unearthed my copy of American McGee's Alice, which, due to a computer that was just slow enough to prevent me from finishing the last level due to a lag during a critical sub-level, I never did finish. I have discovered that it runs on this sweet laptop.

*rubs hands together gleefully and cackles*

So please make an extra big deal for him on his special day!

Happy Birthday geecat!

There's a real post coming, probably some time this weekend. In the mean time, a meme as tagged by Geecat.


Rules of the Game:
A) People who have been tagged should write their answers on their blogs & replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.
B) Tag 10 people to do this quiz. These people should state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

( Consider all your asses tagged.Collapse )

Alrighty, so I recognize that not everyone wants to hear about SCA stuff. I'll make a filter for it-- if you'd like to be on that filter, drop me a note and you will be privy to my costuming and research squee. :)