It’s been a busy weekend. Took the boy shopping for new clothes (he found a new job! yay!) and spent some time with family. I’m trying to make more time for family, especially between drafts. Being the textbook definition of an introvert, I have a bad habit of forgetting to see people (ie. being so wrapped up in myself that I forget to be social); as a result, I’m making a real effort to be more involved. Made time for mom and gran (it also being gran’s birthday), and spent some time with the auntie and wee bairn. I need to remind myself that family time isn’t time wasted, it’s time spent making memories.
Today, there was cake(!)
books read and books to read
(and vlog about)
pad thai indulged in
and kitty cat played with.
Now, to lay off the cake (there really has been too much dessert this week) and get back to revision prep.
The heat is on. It is miserably hot and humid in my apartment; I actually went out for a drive so I could cool down (when your car is cooler than your home, you know you’re in trouble). Cleaned the filters and hoping the AC finally shows some proper action.
Too hot to do much, but I repotted the little spearmint plant I picked up on Friday, and sorted through some of my things (hello, ebay!). Also filmed a rants and raves video, which will go up on Friday (you’ll see how miserable I feel in this heat when you watch the video), and caught up on some of the shows I’ve ignored while writing. Now, I’m trying to work up the nerve to do some yoga (mostly because the mere thought of moving makes me sweat).
I just want it to rain already. Refreshing rain. Sigh.
Egads! September is upon us and the highs are still in the 90s! Ugh. Bring on the fall breezes please. A lot happened in August (a little too much, if truth be told), but not all of it worth lingering on.
No writing happened. None at all. If you’ve been reading the blog for a few weeks, you’ll know why I had little desire to do much more than sit and be still.
There were books. And there were some wee tumblr reviews. I was in desperate need of a good, fluffy, sugar-coated read to take my mind off things, so I read Jenny Colgan’s Welcome to Rosie Hopkins’ Sweet Shop of Dreams–which had been sitting on my TBR shelf for at least a year. I tried to finish The Winter’s Tale, but just plain lost interest and gave up on that, so I finished the rest of Sakura Hime instead.
Also read an ARC of Windows on the World: 50 Writers, 50 Views by Matteo Pericoli, which proved to be the perfect mental getaway.
Shit hit the fan. It’s a fact. It’s starting to get better and I’m finally starting to feel myself again.
I’ve been doing a lot of walking and thinking. Also yoga. Yoga became one of my passions this year, and after years of thinking myself highly inflexible, I’m finding that I can bend further and feel more centered than I ever have. It really helped during the turmoil of the last month.
I will be 30 in less than 10 days and I am very silly and anxiously awaiting whatever surprise the boy has cooked up. As a treat, I plan on getting myself a foam roller and a jump rope. Yep. That’s the plan.
Today marks a month since I started the new job. I finally feel like I’m getting into the swing of things around here. Plots are being plotted and schemes are being hatched.
I am finally reading Saga, volume 2 (thanks to the magic of ILL) and seriously trying to come up with an excuse to partake in some cosplay. How hot is Gwedolyn?
Anuna is getting closer to having a shiny new ending. I see about two more chapters before this draft is done (definitely not on schedule, but getting there).
There are ideas in my head and I am feeling the urge to plan for a brand new project come November (is it odd that I think of my writing year in terms of NaNo? It’s kind of like how I always think of September as the start of a new year because of the school year schedule.).
I rearranged my living space last weekend and home now feels like new. Maybe someday I’ll actually get that love-seat I keep talking about.
I just ordered too many books from my local library. And the amazons have sent me another. Oh, to have all the time in the world to read.
I haven’t written this week and that’s ok! It is. Instead, I’ve been reading and planning and creating a strategy (re: another one of my lists) for future edits, and to target all those little things that overwhelm me whenever I think about them for more than a few minutes. I’m going to take it in pieces and save my sanity. For inspiration, I read James Scott Bell’s Revision and Self-editing for Publication, which offers plenty of excellent advice on managing a major rewrite with as little pain as possible. It helped me think about some of the kinks I’ve been having a hard time figuring out. Very good indeed.
Andrea Hannah has also posted a great article over on The Secret Life of Writers on incubating rather than procrastinating, which you should all go read. It’s spot on and much needed advice. Seeing my week of reading, thinking, and planning as incubating rather than putting things off makes it all better.
Other things I’ve been doing while not writing:
Finished reading A Dance with Dragons… leaving me shattered and yearning for more.
Worked on important, secret things.
Played with contact paper–fancied up a side table and made cheap girl decals to spruce up a mostly empty space.
Learned some Photoshop tricks.
Gave Evernote a second chance and became addicted.