I cannot stay focused, I have no motivation, and I loooooooove to procrastinate. Do you see all those ‘o’s? That’s a lot of love, people!
In an attempt to remedy this lack in my writing life, I have decided to resort to bribing myself. Of course, if I tell no one, then there’s no one to hold me accountable, hence: I’m pulling you folks in, to act as hawk-eyed witnesses! I both thank and dislike you all, in advance. Continue reading Witness My Self-Bribery: An Attempt To Manipulate Myself
I intended to have an album review prepared for today. Instead, I fell asleep on the couch in front of Monday Night Football.
This time, at least, I can blame it on my new job. I’m still getting used to the idea of not working a set shift, so I left the office pretty late on Monday. This new schedule where it’s totally up to me when I show up, when I eat lunch, and when I leave has thrown off my entire day-to-day schedule.
I’m trying to iron out the kinks. For instance, how do I maintain a regular gym schedule (we have a gym at the office) when I may have meetings at varying times between 10am and 2pm every day?
The short answer is, go when I have time. But this is harder than it sounds.
Anyway, I’m not here to gripe. This is just an adjustment period for me. I don’t think I’ll need to adjust my blogging schedule once settle in, but I’m keeping my options open.
I’m sending a new batch of chapters to my editor tonight. She will reach a critical turning point in my story, so I’m asking to meet up and discuss her overall thoughts in person.
Hopefully, we’ll also be able to wrap our heads around a timeline for her revisions to the rest of the book.
Generally, I’d prefer not to talk about what inspired me to write the missives. Most of them bubbled forth from religious doubt and self hatred and fears of growing up. Some are naturally darker than others… but they are not unique. Not in what they sprung from.
Recently, and not recently, stories have come to light about predators, protected by their power and by their peers, preying upon those who should have been able to trust them. People who failed so spectacularly to be decent human beings that there are no words to describe them.
They are not unique either. Continue reading Misplaced Missives 14 & 84, And How They Came To Be
As you’ve probably read at some point on this space, the last two-plus months have been pretty hectic for me. All of my spare time has been consumed by buying and moving into a new house while also trying to finish the second draft of my novel.
Now, I’ve had to rethink the way I tackle the myriad of responsibilities that seem to persist every day. Continue reading How to Focus When You’re Scatter-Brained
…but the anticipation of a post. The whisper of a post that may yet come to be.
Do forgive my convoluted tone. There is work to be done, and not a moment to waste!
Yesterday, I read Trace-Blogs’ personal experience post about drinking and the social ramifications of her giving up alcohol. I felt an insuppressible urge to ramble immediately after, so I recommend reading her post first, because this is what I came up with in direct response: Continue reading Re: Sobriety Is An Island (But Not the Fun Tropical Kind)
We have internet! I took a half day today so Verizon could come set up our modem and our handyman could work on another repair project.
I am now writing to you from my (hand-me-down) couch in our new house. Continue reading Internet Update… from Home!
One Tree Hill 1×02 – ‘The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most’
It’s been about a decade since I first watched One Tree Hill. The main characters ranged from shallow donkeys to deep, moral artists, you know, once you looked past their knee-jerk reactions to all the crazy drama. The art may have varied, but… integrity was at the heart – in their hearts and in their actions. They faltered and fell, and then, rose up from the ashes of their mistakes. I’m trying to do the same. The following quote struck a chord with me and I thought to share it with you folks: Continue reading What I’m (Re)Watching Weekend Note
I do not yet have interwebs in the new abode, and verizon isn’t coming until next week to hook it up.
No big deal. It’s been kind of nice sitting at home with PW and the pup listening to 98 Rock as we unpack, read, or eat data on our phones. Did you know the radio still broadcasts every night? And it’s free!!!
I was literally about to turn off my computer at work when I remembered that I had not scheduled anything for today. I haven’t missed a post in I don’t know how long (it’s probably not as long as I’m letting myself believe), and I’ll be damned if I miss one now.
Manuscript: Beta has officially surpassed 190,000 words, and I still have a chapter+ to write.
Happy Happy Hour!
Life has moved so quickly over the last month or so that I’ve hardly had time to even look at my blog stats. Don’t get me wrong, I still check them nearly every day (it’s compulsive), but I haven’t paid too much attention to some of the bigger numbers recently.
We’ve hit a few solid milestones over the last couple of weeks, and it’s high-time I high-five myself over them. (Jessie! Virtual high-five!) Continue reading Numberbrag: 10,000 Visitors