As Mad as a Hatter

Apr 03, 2013 23:50

Izzie must be completely bonkers and totally bananas.

Just managed to scrape the daily quota over at Camp Nanoland. So much for the grand plans of writing 2,000 words a day. Looks like this experiment in just winging it - pantsing is what they call it over in Nanoland is just not a good idea at all. It's just so against the grain and out of the serpent comfort zone. So here is hoping that necessity will be the mother of invention

After a very unproductive Monday had to resort to dragging out the nearest Devil's deck to banish a bad case of writer's block. That turned out to be the Steampunk deck and it's worth two thirds of the five thousand words written so far. But less than a couple of hundred of those words have come from the magical zone. It's just plain old fashioned plodding.

Gotten so used to the little card critters that it is almost impossible to manage without them.

Still not in the zone. It is not helped by assorted distractions which meant that the goblin taxation homework usually completed by lunch time on Tuesday or Wednesday at the latest ended up getting done at almost the last minute which was this evening at 9pm after returning from a sort of greenie meeting.

Silly serpent spent last night downloading video lectures from two online courses. Will need to find time to watch them some time before Monday which is the deadline for the various problem sets

While it is a bit silly to be doing so many courses got to thinking that there's no excuse for not managing since other folks are doing just as much if not more as well as working at a full time job and having family responsibilities on top of that

Hard to believe that it is exactly six months since the serpent's last day at a paid job. Time flies so quickly. Heard through the grape vine that the old toad is departing for greener pastures. She is not actually getting promoted to CEO which she should be since she is the absolute incarnation of that company's values but she is moving to a similar boss job in some other suburb. Seems that she is more a sea gull than a toad after all. It took her less than two years to trash the place getting rid of most of the old timers, bringing in her grovelling corporate zombies to create a culture of arse covering, box ticking and cost cutting and now she is going off to do it all over again somewhere else. God help the poor buggers

So here's hoping that the Izzie will soon get around to catching up on all those posts and comments that have been neglected of late. A whole bunch of people are owed very belated Easter greetings too. There's no excuse for the Izzie laziness.

Must slink off to the serpent sack for a snooze. Got to be up bright and early for Goblin class. Here's hoping Julia and Wayne have not been watching the whole Cyprus goblin drama. It might just give them ideas.
Borrowers get brownie points and savers get screwed once again. No wonder the financial world is completely off the rails. And once again the goblin mantra is 'Privatize the profits, socialize the losses"

That reminds me - in the A to Z of the Undead there's got to be at least one Zombie Bank.

annniversaries, nanowrimo, toads, goblins, writer's block

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