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Jan. 23rd, 2015 11:48 amLast year, between the excuse of buying for Portland and... I don't know what my excuse for the rest of the year was. Anyway, there was a lot of stress shopping. This year apparently my reaction to stress and medical issues and fear and so on is apparently fuck you I will be productive anyway. I have absolutely no idea how this is going to turn out.
Last night didn't turn out as productive as I'd meant it to be. I made a pile of tuna mac and cheese, curled up on the couch. Attempted to write. Thought about doing Arabic. Did neither. Watched some Boston Legal and ended up heading upstairs at the end of the night to do another repeat on a friendship bracelet and curl up and try to sleep. Which, admittedly, I did pretty soundly. I don't even remember the boy coming to bed last night. Today... ugh. Today has been more productive but also more stressful. Too much day job work combined with the boy calling in the middle of the day about something went wrong with the plumbing under the sink. The words "flood" and "broken pipe" were used, along with the words "replace the cabinets." I've been around for one set of cabinet replacements. I know how much that shit costs. That shit ain't cheap. We do not fucking have that kind of money. Liquid OR illiquid assets.
I spent most of the day so stressed out that someone contradicting me on a thing made me burst into tears at my desk. This is how stressed out I am. And there's no word from the hospital apart from "an MRI is going to happen at some point."
I did manage to get the rest of the one extra scene in Sandborn written. Another scene read over, but for whatever reason assuming my dream sequences are germane to the thing they tend to be really damn good on a first draft. Go figure. Maybe because they're more emotional and intuitive than logistical and I don't have to worry about how am I going to get this over there or what have you. Either way, I'll take the win. I might even if I push it get another scene edited tonight, but probably not. I might see if I can kill off the County Witches story tonight, I doubt it, but you never know. I started putting out feelers about a blog tour. I organized my web presence notes and kind of started working on promo copy, which is to say I started listing the titles and stared blankly at a screen for a while.
We'll see what I get done tonight. It might be all languages all the time, or I might even manage to regain brain cells. Mostly I just want to curl up and cry some more.
Last night didn't turn out as productive as I'd meant it to be. I made a pile of tuna mac and cheese, curled up on the couch. Attempted to write. Thought about doing Arabic. Did neither. Watched some Boston Legal and ended up heading upstairs at the end of the night to do another repeat on a friendship bracelet and curl up and try to sleep. Which, admittedly, I did pretty soundly. I don't even remember the boy coming to bed last night. Today... ugh. Today has been more productive but also more stressful. Too much day job work combined with the boy calling in the middle of the day about something went wrong with the plumbing under the sink. The words "flood" and "broken pipe" were used, along with the words "replace the cabinets." I've been around for one set of cabinet replacements. I know how much that shit costs. That shit ain't cheap. We do not fucking have that kind of money. Liquid OR illiquid assets.
I spent most of the day so stressed out that someone contradicting me on a thing made me burst into tears at my desk. This is how stressed out I am. And there's no word from the hospital apart from "an MRI is going to happen at some point."
I did manage to get the rest of the one extra scene in Sandborn written. Another scene read over, but for whatever reason assuming my dream sequences are germane to the thing they tend to be really damn good on a first draft. Go figure. Maybe because they're more emotional and intuitive than logistical and I don't have to worry about how am I going to get this over there or what have you. Either way, I'll take the win. I might even if I push it get another scene edited tonight, but probably not. I might see if I can kill off the County Witches story tonight, I doubt it, but you never know. I started putting out feelers about a blog tour. I organized my web presence notes and kind of started working on promo copy, which is to say I started listing the titles and stared blankly at a screen for a while.
We'll see what I get done tonight. It might be all languages all the time, or I might even manage to regain brain cells. Mostly I just want to curl up and cry some more.