October 11, 2009
what I'm thinking and doing § what I'm listening to § what I'm reading
what I'm writing § retrospective: old journal
Clear light. Changing leaves. Wind. October is one of my favourite months. Especially one like this, when the rainy part hasn't quite hit yet and there's lots of sun and gorgeous sunsets. It's cool but not cold.
Two events of note: I have now been in this (evolving) job for twenty years. That's *20* years, folks! I started it, half-time, running one certificate program, twenty years ago. Now I have two plus a doctoral program and I'm at 64.5% time (25 hours a week). I'm still a little astonished about it--my record before this was, I think, 16 *months* in one job. Second event: birthday. Which was fun. I have some fine friends.
If only I could kick this *warning: danger ahead* high-anxiety mode I've been in. I just get myself calmed down and something will happen to put my brain on *alert* mode again and I've got to talk myself down, which isn't so easy. If it weren't for this, life would be sweet. I finally finished paring the novel down. I've been working on poems. The weather is gorgeous, I've had some good times with friends, took a day off with Jim to putter around and run errands. Had a lemon poppyseed cheesecakes made by Jim's hands, and...my backbrain is still saying *warning: incoming doom*. Therre's no real reason. Sure, I'm busy, but when not? I don't understand why I'm in this mode. Just am.
last week's thinking and doing § next week's thinking and doing
Nancy Elizabeth's introspective Wrought Iron is nonetheless intricate and tough as steel. Especially love "Feet of Courage" and "Lay Low".
last week's listening § next week's listening
Here's what I read these weeks:
Comments soon, I hope. Maybe.
- Marly Youmans' young adult fantasy, Ingledove
- Jean Tessman's young young fantasy, Singer
- Sarah Water's historical ghost story, The Little Stranger
- Diana Rowland's urban fantasy/police procedural, Mark of the Demon
last week's reading § next week's reading
Several poetry submissions out the door, and thus much poetry was re-envisioned. Can't seem to do one without the other.
Novel re-envisioning reached its natural pause. I have not quite managed to work every day these past weeks, but most, and for a couple of hours daily. This is good. I am sort of done. Needs re-reading, and I'm sure typos corrected, and I'm sure some tweaking. But this novel is now under 100,000 words one-third its size at its height, and thus probably now thirty times more saleable.
last week's writing § next week's writing
last week's old journal § next week's old journal
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