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Feb. 18th, 2015 11:44 pmSo, okay, despite yesterday being an incredibly sleepy day, what the hell self. The sleeping in made sense given that near hour long spate of wakefulness in the middle of the fucking night, but then there was the drowsing on the couch in the middle of the day, followed by the two hour nap, on a day when I was supposed to be getting things done despite not going into work. Ugh.
Despite all that, today I managed to get the shipping backlog dealt with, a couple outstanding emails dealt with which is harder than it sounds because each of those required digging and research and looking at things and ugh. Stuff was checked in, the store was minded, I even got some friendship bracelets worked on, I got caught up on my Memrise and my Duolingo, I got close to 2k words written which given this week's total is nothing to sneeze at, and I got dinner made and inks ordered and advertised myself on Twitter, which took no small feat of nerves. Did my exercises, did the daily house chores of plant watering and cat caring for. Did Japanese, did a bit of Arabic because why not. (Realized the Arabic letters book of a more advanced kind was out of my price range for the next two weeks. Gnashed teeth. $45 for a textbook isn't that bad, granted, and that's only new because I want the DVD that comes with, I might cave and go for a used version. But still and fucking nonetheless.)
Tomorrow, more edits, maybe more working on the same strange things, and definitely needing to make some more progress on other projects and write some damn promo copy. Finish edits on Beauty Kincaid like I meant to and haven't done yet, and do up a cover for that, hopefully get that set up for publication. Which would mean, in fact, that I get another dime novel published this month! So see, self, you haven't been horribly neglectful of everything. And at some point I should put more fiction up on my web page and format those for people to download to their e-readers. If I haven't already. Ugh, more for the to-do list.
Weekly Word Count: is 4,190 because I took the weekend off for reading books and things. Superhero training is coming apace, I do think I need to just up the times I hold poses rather than change that up just yet, but I'm not sure about ballet exercises. I need to change something. I'm just not sure what or how.
Oh! Wednesday Reads
Okay, I'm going to admit it here because I don't think anyone's going to dogpile me and shake me and bounce all around me about it, but I finished the last two Raven Cycle books by Maggie Stiefvater. And I did love them! Even if I want to shake everyone for being reckless with greater magics. And my god they are so fucked right now. SO FUCKED. Which, to the author's credit, has more to do with them having wandered into deeper waters than they expected, rather than their inherent teenage stupidity.
I also read David Eddings' The Dreamers, first in his Elder Gods series, and my god that man has not had an original story since his first one. I liked it well enough but I don't think I'll pick up the rest, I think I'll stick with reading the things that have nostalgia value for me, because it's becoming increasingly clearer.
Still working on a Kate Elliott book, and Sanctum which at some point I should get back to. It's all right, it's just... very young in places. Most of the places. And I have that Women of the Golden Dawn book I need to get through and get back to the library. So it goes.
Despite all that, today I managed to get the shipping backlog dealt with, a couple outstanding emails dealt with which is harder than it sounds because each of those required digging and research and looking at things and ugh. Stuff was checked in, the store was minded, I even got some friendship bracelets worked on, I got caught up on my Memrise and my Duolingo, I got close to 2k words written which given this week's total is nothing to sneeze at, and I got dinner made and inks ordered and advertised myself on Twitter, which took no small feat of nerves. Did my exercises, did the daily house chores of plant watering and cat caring for. Did Japanese, did a bit of Arabic because why not. (Realized the Arabic letters book of a more advanced kind was out of my price range for the next two weeks. Gnashed teeth. $45 for a textbook isn't that bad, granted, and that's only new because I want the DVD that comes with, I might cave and go for a used version. But still and fucking nonetheless.)
Tomorrow, more edits, maybe more working on the same strange things, and definitely needing to make some more progress on other projects and write some damn promo copy. Finish edits on Beauty Kincaid like I meant to and haven't done yet, and do up a cover for that, hopefully get that set up for publication. Which would mean, in fact, that I get another dime novel published this month! So see, self, you haven't been horribly neglectful of everything. And at some point I should put more fiction up on my web page and format those for people to download to their e-readers. If I haven't already. Ugh, more for the to-do list.
Weekly Word Count: is 4,190 because I took the weekend off for reading books and things. Superhero training is coming apace, I do think I need to just up the times I hold poses rather than change that up just yet, but I'm not sure about ballet exercises. I need to change something. I'm just not sure what or how.
Oh! Wednesday Reads
Okay, I'm going to admit it here because I don't think anyone's going to dogpile me and shake me and bounce all around me about it, but I finished the last two Raven Cycle books by Maggie Stiefvater. And I did love them! Even if I want to shake everyone for being reckless with greater magics. And my god they are so fucked right now. SO FUCKED. Which, to the author's credit, has more to do with them having wandered into deeper waters than they expected, rather than their inherent teenage stupidity.
I also read David Eddings' The Dreamers, first in his Elder Gods series, and my god that man has not had an original story since his first one. I liked it well enough but I don't think I'll pick up the rest, I think I'll stick with reading the things that have nostalgia value for me, because it's becoming increasingly clearer.
Still working on a Kate Elliott book, and Sanctum which at some point I should get back to. It's all right, it's just... very young in places. Most of the places. And I have that Women of the Golden Dawn book I need to get through and get back to the library. So it goes.