Nerves
Lately I've been feeling very anxious. I think it has to do with the fact that there are three actual working weeks left to this semester (plus the Thanksgiving break), and I have ONE grade from the five projects I've submitted. Plus the fact that there are still THREE projects left to do in those three-plus weeks.
Consequently, I have been on edge, antsy, irritable, snippy even. I got really upset over something that happened over the weekend, way out of proportion with the presumed offense, and now I'm feeling like certain people are ganging up on me and it's making me defensive. I haven't been able to write anything of consequence in months (MONTHS), and that's annoying. Time is slipping away faster than I can grab it. Usually I thrive under a deadline, but for the last week I just feel like I'm about to vomit. Boy's birthday is coming and I have NO IDEA what we're doing about it. My house is a disaster. I need a haircut and haven't had time to get one.
Stress is an understatement. I need some relief. Any ideas?
On top of that, I managed to plow through the three books of THE HUNGER GAMES. What's strange is how the books seemed to affect me. I had terrible dreams while reading those books, but couldn't stop, because they were SO GOOD. Amazing how deep into my consciousness they seemed to drill, and I am left feeling empty now that I finished, despondent that I will never write anything so far-reaching and important.
I need a vacation, I think. One more week of football, and thank the gods when this semester is over. I need a mental break.
On the up side, the cover for THE MIRROR OF YU-HUANG is nearly done, which means we're one step closer to release. I don't think I'll have any copies for Philcon (boo!), but I am hoping they will be ready in time for Holiday ordering.
Christmas?? Ugh, there go my nerves again...
Consequently, I have been on edge, antsy, irritable, snippy even. I got really upset over something that happened over the weekend, way out of proportion with the presumed offense, and now I'm feeling like certain people are ganging up on me and it's making me defensive. I haven't been able to write anything of consequence in months (MONTHS), and that's annoying. Time is slipping away faster than I can grab it. Usually I thrive under a deadline, but for the last week I just feel like I'm about to vomit. Boy's birthday is coming and I have NO IDEA what we're doing about it. My house is a disaster. I need a haircut and haven't had time to get one.
Stress is an understatement. I need some relief. Any ideas?
On top of that, I managed to plow through the three books of THE HUNGER GAMES. What's strange is how the books seemed to affect me. I had terrible dreams while reading those books, but couldn't stop, because they were SO GOOD. Amazing how deep into my consciousness they seemed to drill, and I am left feeling empty now that I finished, despondent that I will never write anything so far-reaching and important.
I need a vacation, I think. One more week of football, and thank the gods when this semester is over. I need a mental break.
On the up side, the cover for THE MIRROR OF YU-HUANG is nearly done, which means we're one step closer to release. I don't think I'll have any copies for Philcon (boo!), but I am hoping they will be ready in time for Holiday ordering.
Christmas?? Ugh, there go my nerves again...