Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Ahoy! There Is Writing Afoot!

Ginger: You're not too good at this golf thing, are you, Stan?
Stanley: You're fucking up my chi.
-from the movie "Swordfish"

Same thing can be said of me and my writing. *sigh*

It's been a while since I've posted.

Shame shame, every knows my name.


So let's going with the updatey stuff, shall we?
I also posted on here a couple times last month... so that's something, I guess.

I've also started updating November stuff, so that's an extra "booyah" to stick it my "giddyup".

(Yeah. Don't ask. I don't know where that came from.)

I'm behind on Stoically Challenged. As it turns out, I only have two homework assignments from Alithea S left. I'm trying to figure out if I want to retire that blog or continue with... something. I dunno.

In other news, NaNoWriMo is two-thirds over. I only personally know of one person who is participating in the novel writing extravaganza - my friend Aaron C. He's letting me read his work as he adds to it. (As it is, I'm behind on that, too, which I feel bad about, but he seems just fine regardless.) It's rather good. My attention is held throughout the story so huzzah to him as a first timer.

A part of me really wanted to do it this year, but I just had too much writing on my plate as is. Also with the holiday and today... it's always too much of a distraction. Maybe in the future when I've found my writing stride and have some author mojo going on...

I'm still looking at next year. We shall see.


So... today is my birthday. Just gonna get that out of the way right now.

Nothing much happening today. To be honest, I kinda forgot about my birthday this year actually. I never really think of it during the year and then when November comes around, I think, "Oh, my birthday's coming up," and then go about my day like I just sneezed or something ordinary like that.

It's not that I don't think highly of myself (despite what some may think), but my birthday has been more unspectacular than spectacular in my life so I've grown to not make a big thing out of my day.

But then, there's that part of me that when the day actually arrives expects something to happen... something a little special.

The crappy thing about having a birthday so late in the year is that it mixes with the holidays. There were moments when festivities were postponed to doubley-celebrate it with Thanksgiving. Now with my mother's husband who's birthday is a few days after mine, we celebrate the holiday as well as both our birthday in which we usually get a cake with  both our names on it. I'm fine with sharing a cake, but it all just seems so lackluster.

Am I sounding selfish? I don't mean to be, I guess it's like that whole breakup thing. Things end for a couple and then the next time you see them and they're with someone, it stings a little. You don't care, but then you do. Same with my birthday. I'm leaning toward the not caring so much, but then I do a little bit when the day actually arrives.

In general, I'm a firm believer in a person's birthday being THEIR DAY! Meaning the day should be cool, fun and drama-free. They are the star of the show. Whatever crap you've got going on, tuck it away or don't come around if you might add doom and gloom to whatever the festivities may be.

I really should get off my soapbox now.

So in conclusion, I'm old. *curtsies*

Moving on....

Okay so plans for tonight seem to be heading over to Kathy W's for booze and movies. Dawn S, Jess F, and Ron O will most likely be coming over for company.

Right now I'm at work, and it's a little slow due to the holiday though we do get our crazy patches of business. In my opinion, you should get your birthday off as a paid holiday, but alas... I work today until 8pm. The only plus to working is that it's a little slow, and I get to work on my writing at a desk computer that doesn't hurt my back from sitting on my bed for too long.

Is that sad?

Later my lovelies.

Have Goodness!