cjmarlowe

Okay, this month I clearly actually forgot to do this. November has been just ridiculous, on a work level, on an other-obligations level, and on a personal level, which hasn't left a lot of time for everything else. Nano is going horribly, but I'm hoping to make a go of it today. My volume of work projects is making me want to weep a little. I didn't even want to go out yesterday, but not unexpectedly an hour in the neighbour's hot tub did me a world of good last night.

So. In October I wrote 7840 words, which is still low but is also about equivalent to the previous four months put together, so I'm feeling all right about that. I didn't finish or post anything, but submitted something in early November and I've got Yuletide (yay!) and a couple of other challenges coming up. My fannish interests are still all over the place and don't show any signs of settling on something any time soon. But then my big fandoms always did come at me out of the blue.

( Movies and Books, October 2011 )

I got my Yuletide nominations in very shorly after nominations opened, not because I've been tracking them religiously but because I just happened to be looking--and my internet happened to be cooperating--at the right time. This year I nominated Divergent Series - Veronica Roth, Death Valley and Dance Academy. I know for sure I'm requesting one of those, but the rest of my requests are totally up in the air because they depend on what other people nominate now.

Now. Do I want to watch Cairo Time or Our Idiot Brother this morning?

I've been pretty lax about writing about my current life the past month or so. I'll just let the sign that I've been passing on my way to work for the past week or so sum it up.

In August I wrote 2772 words, which is still more than July. And I actually posted a story again. A short story, but still a story. So clearly I haven't forgotten how. This bodes well for the future, as I have many things left to write in my life.

( Movies and books, August 2011 )

In June I wrote 1500 words. Which, for the record, is my daily goal. June, it turns out, was even more of a write-off than I was expecting, but at least I was prepared to not get much done once I knew I was moving. I thought maybe a little more, though. Especially since there were a couple of June 30 deadlines on projects that I really wanted to finish. But, you know, c'est la vie. Today is a new month.

Usually on July 1 I would be celebrating another year in Toronto, but...well, yeah. Still, the drive in the other direction was nearly as perfect as the drive to Toronto seven years ago, and that's something. So instead I'll just celebrate Canada Day! No obligations all weekend (though truckloads of people are bound to show up unannounced, because that's just what they do here) and my stepdad's barbecuing later. :D The only thing that would make it better is if we had A/C.

( Movies and books, June 2011 )

I almost didn't put this post up, telling myself that nobody reads them anyway, and good for me for keeping it up all through last year but I can quit now. But the truth is that I didn't want to put this up because I'm embarrassed about my productivity in January, and that's no excuse. 10,213 words written and nothing posted or even completed. I decided I wanted to post more often about things other than writing, and I did manage to do that, but I also had a new project that I was eager to start posting today and I just never managed to get it off the ground. Maybe next year. But today is the beginning of a new month, and I'm looking at a fresh spreadsheet, and that's a little heartening in itself.

( Movies and books, January 2011 )

Yesterday was January 31, which means it's now six years since my father passed away. One day this date is going to pass without it feeling like a punch to the gut, one day it's probably even going to pass without me noticing, but I'm not there yet. Still miss you, Daddy. ♥