Aug. 31st, 2006
Ending August
Aug. 31st, 2006 05:37 amCan you believe today's the last day of August?
Where has the year gone?
For me, what I'd hoped to be a glorious year, full of productivity and words and novels, hasn't turned out to be all that so far.
Last year was a nightmare year.
This year has had its share of leftovers from the year before, which I really didn't expect.
The hardest aspects have been being transferred to Santa Ana, and doing that nightmarish drive for almost three months.
Changing jobs and having so much overtime I think I'm dying from exhaustion.
Having the IRS come after me because I had knowledge that there were payroll taxes unpaid from the company that went out of business/was purchased MINUS liabilities last year. (Even though the company was in the process of paying them on an IRS payment plan when it went out of business.)
There are other real life ups and downs, but I can roll with the punches and cope with them.
The three big things, though, have left me worn and exhausted, physically, mentally, emotionally. Just trying to keep life going has been a challenge sometimes.
I've tried to remain upbeat, but sometimes, I'm too tired for even that, LOL.
However, there are still four more months left in the year, and the first of those four starts tomorrow.
I intend to climb back to my feet.
Get more rest.
Make some goals I can meet.
Find ways to streamline life and make it easier and less stressful.
Finish and revise my screenplay.
Finish two novels. (One being started for NaNo.)
Write, write, WRITE.
And, be ready to do some querying in 2007.
We're getting into the holiday time. I love holidays.
And, that means some time off, too.
I can live with that. :)
Where has the year gone?
For me, what I'd hoped to be a glorious year, full of productivity and words and novels, hasn't turned out to be all that so far.
Last year was a nightmare year.
This year has had its share of leftovers from the year before, which I really didn't expect.
The hardest aspects have been being transferred to Santa Ana, and doing that nightmarish drive for almost three months.
Changing jobs and having so much overtime I think I'm dying from exhaustion.
Having the IRS come after me because I had knowledge that there were payroll taxes unpaid from the company that went out of business/was purchased MINUS liabilities last year. (Even though the company was in the process of paying them on an IRS payment plan when it went out of business.)
There are other real life ups and downs, but I can roll with the punches and cope with them.
The three big things, though, have left me worn and exhausted, physically, mentally, emotionally. Just trying to keep life going has been a challenge sometimes.
I've tried to remain upbeat, but sometimes, I'm too tired for even that, LOL.
However, there are still four more months left in the year, and the first of those four starts tomorrow.
I intend to climb back to my feet.
Get more rest.
Make some goals I can meet.
Find ways to streamline life and make it easier and less stressful.
Finish and revise my screenplay.
Finish two novels. (One being started for NaNo.)
Write, write, WRITE.
And, be ready to do some querying in 2007.
We're getting into the holiday time. I love holidays.
And, that means some time off, too.
I can live with that. :)
Too Much Noise
Aug. 31st, 2006 08:44 pmI have too much noise in my life.
Noise in the form of distractions, in the form of too much going on, in the form of things that keep me from focusing on what's important in life, things that keep me from focusing on writing.
Really focusing. Focusing on that spot deep inside where the really quality work comes from.
And, now that I've gotten in touch with that spot, now that I know it's really there, I'd like to make contact with it more often.
What I'd like to do, other than just breakfast this weekend, is to find a quiet place I could go, taking my notes and screenplay and scene list and notebook, and write. Or make notes. Or brainstorm. Or work on my novel. Whatever I want to do.
Of course, I'm sure resting and relaxing will help me get more in touch, too. In fact, that's probably the most important in the long run.
That, and learning how NOT to let work eat my brain. My job is VERY brain-intensive and my hours long and most of my best ideas and inspiration come during the day while I'm at work. By the time I get home, I'm wiped out.
That's not to say that I'm not writing, because I am. On my novel and screenplay both.
It's just that I've grown to love that really deep focused feeling I've discovered while working on my current screenplay. I've turned out the best work I've ever written while in that zone.
The zone.
Tonight, though, I'm wiped out. I was going to tackle my 30 screenplay page assignment and I stared at the paper like a stupid person. I had notes from earlier in the day that I wanted to work on, too.
Even had revelation today that fits screenplay and novels together and makes room for new novels and just generally enhances the entire universe/story.
But, I think I'll be happier if I sleep tonight and write in the morning.
So that's what I'm going to do.
Good night, Live Journal. Everyone sleep well.
Noise in the form of distractions, in the form of too much going on, in the form of things that keep me from focusing on what's important in life, things that keep me from focusing on writing.
Really focusing. Focusing on that spot deep inside where the really quality work comes from.
And, now that I've gotten in touch with that spot, now that I know it's really there, I'd like to make contact with it more often.
What I'd like to do, other than just breakfast this weekend, is to find a quiet place I could go, taking my notes and screenplay and scene list and notebook, and write. Or make notes. Or brainstorm. Or work on my novel. Whatever I want to do.
Of course, I'm sure resting and relaxing will help me get more in touch, too. In fact, that's probably the most important in the long run.
That, and learning how NOT to let work eat my brain. My job is VERY brain-intensive and my hours long and most of my best ideas and inspiration come during the day while I'm at work. By the time I get home, I'm wiped out.
That's not to say that I'm not writing, because I am. On my novel and screenplay both.
It's just that I've grown to love that really deep focused feeling I've discovered while working on my current screenplay. I've turned out the best work I've ever written while in that zone.
The zone.
Tonight, though, I'm wiped out. I was going to tackle my 30 screenplay page assignment and I stared at the paper like a stupid person. I had notes from earlier in the day that I wanted to work on, too.
Even had revelation today that fits screenplay and novels together and makes room for new novels and just generally enhances the entire universe/story.
But, I think I'll be happier if I sleep tonight and write in the morning.
So that's what I'm going to do.
Good night, Live Journal. Everyone sleep well.
Chicken Noodle Soup
Aug. 31st, 2006 09:07 pmOkay, I know I said I was going to bed--and I really am--but I feel the need to make a totally pointless post.
I had chicken noodle soup with my dinner tonight that was out of this world.
Normally, fast food places don't have decent soup, but some of the best soup in the world comes from Farmer Boys. They're almost not fast food because they do have some high quality offerings.
Their clam chowder is the best I've ever had.
The chicken noodle soup I had tonight was no exception.
I ate it during class tonight and relished every, single bite.
Ummmmm...it's the little things in life that are nice, you know?
Even little things like soup.
(Soup is a comfort food for me...not that I necessarily needed comfort tonight, but it made me feel good anyway.)
I had chicken noodle soup with my dinner tonight that was out of this world.
Normally, fast food places don't have decent soup, but some of the best soup in the world comes from Farmer Boys. They're almost not fast food because they do have some high quality offerings.
Their clam chowder is the best I've ever had.
The chicken noodle soup I had tonight was no exception.
I ate it during class tonight and relished every, single bite.
Ummmmm...it's the little things in life that are nice, you know?
Even little things like soup.
(Soup is a comfort food for me...not that I necessarily needed comfort tonight, but it made me feel good anyway.)