Onward

I don’t wanna be tired yet… Where’d my weekend go? I don’t even remember some of it…!

Grr.

Writing daily…has actually been happening. So far I’m jumping all over the place rather than focusing on one thing, but I’m okay with that. I’ve written two backstory scenes for Fidelis (seemingly the only way I can worldbuild), a bit more fanfic, and even a few hundred words on a goofy bit of nothing that was a lot more fun than it probably should have been.

I’m reading a great book on writing short fiction that I’ll rant about at another time. I didn’t draw, I didn’t clean, I didn’t…hell, I forget what all was on my list, even. But I know I hardly did anything.

Ah well. I feel very relaxed, and I’m going to bed a bit earlier than I have been lately. So I guess I’ll call the weekend a success.

If only it were a teeny bit longer…

I’m not blaming the education system. Heck, it’s been so long since I was in school, that would be pretty silly. I’ve had twenty years since I graduated to learn more. It’s my own fault for not doing it.

But the fact remains, there is so much out there I know nothing about. History of anything but the US and Europe, mythology that’s not Greek or Roman, CSS (Cascading Style Sheets, it’s how this blog is constructed and I didn’t do it), philosophy, that lake in Siberia that is frozen under a meter of ice for five months of the year, yet teems (that’s the verb, teems, because it’s very descriptive) teems with life (freshwater sponges! A freshwater seal!) I don’t know why Dark Chocolate Chex Mix is so addictive (though I have theories. Must conduct more research…). I don’t know much beyond the October Revolution except that it happened. I don’t even know what happened to Mussolini after WWII. (Though I think I’m ahead of many in this country who wouldn’t know Mussolini if he whacked them with his sash.)

I never cared about any of that. Why would I? What I wanted to write was science fiction. So. Keep up with physics, learn some geography and geology, biology and anatomy, try not to get too confused when talking quantum mechanics–I’d be good to go. Right?

Wrong. My books are about people, the one thing I haven’t really bothered to study.   People, the ones who make the history, the myths, the cultures…

Sigh.

Anyway. So that’s my goal for the summer. I’m going to write and edit and read and learn–if I can just figure out where to start.

Wait–why the HELL am I up past eleven again???

arghh…

So. Been a while since I gave this blog more than a few minutes.

Bly has returned to Ohio; she went last week. The house is echoingly empty. She’s much happier, though, and that’s what matters.

I wrote and posted a fanfic chapter. It was pointed out that it’s been two years since I last updated that particular fic. Oops. Happily, my readers say I haven’t lost my knack.

I joined Netflix (since “my” awesome movie collection moved back to Ohio) and am showing Hope some good stuff. Transformers, so far, and the first disc of Planet Earth. Transformers was great fun, but Planet Earth is astonishing. Snow leopards hunting, otters running off a crocodile, a lake in Siberia that holds one-fifth of the world’s fresh water and the only freshwater seal on the planet… And we’re only on the first disc!

I splurged and got us tickets to Cats.

I drew a picture.

Zomg, monkeys diving for food!  (I’m watching Planet Earth now.)

I decided I’m going to write every day.  I’ll let you know how that turns out.

I will write every day. I had this habit once, and lost it. Gave it up, rather, trying to edit, to do other things. No more. I will write every day. There will be time for the rest. But I must write every day.

I wrote today. Five hundred words on a scene from long before the beginning of Fidelis. Getting to know Gabriel, and discovering why Fidelis is different.

Because he is. So very, very different.

1. Weekends are too short.
2. Writing is hard.
3. Crap That Must Be Done should be limited to things that actually matter.
4. Deny it as I will, sleep is a necessity. Especially if I want to make #2 less true.
5. Butt in Chair is easy. Internet not Surfed is harder.
6. I seriously need to get to work.
7. Weekends are too short.