I’m struggling today to do just about everything. I’m struggling with forcing myself to work. I’m struggling with making myself write (although I did pen a little addition to “The Space“, a small scene which has wedged itself into my brain and refused to let up until I wrote it down, so I did and will be updating the story as it’s posted here just after I finish this). Hell, I struggled putting up a blog post. I wanted to put something up (probably related to some interesting programs I watched looking at the Old Testament through the eyes of a military historian which absolutely fascinates me, but evidently couldn’t be less interesting to everyone I’ve tried to talk to about it over the last few days), but struggled with what to say and how to say and if I’d offend anyone with it and wondering why I care about that at all and blah blah blah. Instead I’ll just write what I’ve been thinking half-heartedly about this morning. Read the rest of this entry
Busy at work (my main blogging time, when waiting for printouts and email responses and whatnot), so still not keeping up here as much as I want. So, I will throw out some things that have been on my mind the last few days.
I got a rejection letter from Permuted Press for The Curse of Troius. They’d requested the manuscript in September of 2010, and they said that it made it to the “final round”, whatever that means. I like the way it sounds, anyway, that it was good enough to get that far at least. It means that I am just shy of being marked for respectability! That’s good enough for me. I mostly appreciate getting the email since it provides me with closure over the whole thing. I don’t have to worry about trying with Legacy Publishing anymore. Read the rest of this entry
Hey, old buddy! How are you doing? Man, I can’t remember the last time you were around. It’s been quite some time since I’ve felt that real true aching soreness that you bring! I mean, when I was working out regularly, I barely noticed you at all – it was like you were around, you know, but kinda in the background.
Well, a few weeks off, and BAM! You’re back, loud and proud, ain’tcha? Hoo boy. I forgot the joys and pleasure your presence brings around, like the complete inability to take my shirt off by raising my arms, the agony of stairs, the grimace of pain every time I stretch to reach for something. Wow, it’s really great to see you again, really. Read the rest of this entry
NaNoWriMo is over. I lost.
It was a struggle, even at first. I didn’t want it to interfere with my life too much, which is laughable in a way – I want to write 50,000 words in 30 days, but I don’t want to spend the time doing it. Mostly, I didn’t want to interrupt my home life, which I enjoy far too much to spend solitarily plunking away on a laptop. Plus, my laptop doesn’t actually have Office installed, which meant using a bunch of workarounds and additional pain-in-the-ass measures that made it more difficult than it needed to be. Excuses? You bet. I’m chock full of ’em. Read the rest of this entry