March 31, 2007
There is an interesting thing that has manifested throughout my various groups of friends up here in the Seattle area. People have spontaneously started calling me "Miss Jennifer" or "Miss Jenn." These are people who do not know each other. I am not certain why this has happened but I really like it. It has a bit of old world charm to it, being called "Miss Jenn." It might be because there are a number of 'Jennifer' type people up here and none of them like "Jenny." It might be just a way of distinguishing me from the others. I don't know. I just know I like it a lot.
I have just ended my third month of my Writing Sabbatical Year. Let's see where my Year-to-Date report card is:
Plus, I have been approved to do product descriptions for Amazon.com and I have been approached to write all of the interesting web content for a new independent store that will be opening a online store within a couple of months. I had a brief conversation with the owner on the phone and she loved the ideas I was coming up with on the fly. I am very pleased by all this. By this time next month, I will be starting my YA novel AKA SSB or Novel #2.
I am racing like mad to finish Novel #1 by the time Norwescon hits. Mostly because I am so bloody close to finishing. Secondarily, I really want to take the week after Norwescon to do some serious bedroom and closet cleaning. Basically, take a week off of all writing that is not fun writing. I think I deserve it. Not to mention the fact that my bedroom is a mess and if I ever want to have Company of the Intimate Kind in there, I want to not be embarrassed by it. Finally, a small writing break will be good for me. I suspect I will be doing a lot of reading and walking during that time, too. Refilling the creative well as it were.
I have been doing a lot of "facing my fear" lately because fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little dead. This generally involves me driving to places I am unfamiliar with or driving a different way to get me to some place I already know how to get to and never mind if it is the LONG way, thankyouverymuch.
Thus, I have been doing a whole lot of driving to new places or different ways. I know that, eventually, these ways will be old hat for me and there is no reason to get upset at the beginning. But, I do. A lot. I get very tight and terse. But, then I do it anyway and feel silly when I get there for being so upset to begin with. It is a thing. I know it is a thing. I deal with it. I face it. I'm working on getting over it. It ain't easy.
Mostly because I get lost. A lot. But, you know what? That is OK. I still made it to go sailing with some of the EC crowd on Saturday. As it turns out, the soon-to-be former HST, Kevin, is a big sailing nut and frequently goes. I jumped at the chance to go when he offered last minute. I had a blast once I got there. Yes, I got lost but I did make it.
We were out on the water for almost six hours and I loved it. It was cold and wet. But I got to pull rope, winch things, gib things, hoist things, steer the boat and stopped us dead in the water... for lunch... on purpose... That's my story and I'm sticking to it! I have to say, sails are fidgety things and keeping a boat going in a straight line is a lot harder than it looks.
I cannot wait to go again.
On the gaming front, I had to put myself on hiatus from my occasional Saturday D&D game because my weekends during convention season suck. However, to make up for it, I am about to start a Wednesday afternoon Dark Ages game with some of the EC crowd who work nights. Thus, I will be gaming with people I barely know again but it is Dark Ages Vampire game and so far, these guys have been a blast to roleplay with.
Emerald City Chronicles is really heating up and I am happy about it. Chloe is in trouble but she is still alive and kicking. Plans are starting to come together. I could probably burble happily about this character for hours but I won't. Just because it is probably boring to some and shouldn't be read by others. Typical LARP stuff with some excellent scenes.
Tarot Card for the Day: The Star, Inverted