Busy Kelly is Busy
Still plugging away on The Daphne Project, which is good, but progress had ground to a halt on Stormy Weather, which is bad. Hope to rectify this tomorrow a.m.
Lots of social activities this week. Photography session! Visit with Dad! Attend a fundraiser! Dinner with friends! Rock Band Night! Which is great, but I need to carve out writing time between everything. I keep reminding myself that an hour a day of writing (and not surfing the web or reading twitter, dammit) will result in lots of progress. A hour a day will give me 5K this week. If I tell myself I'm too busy with social obligations, my word count will be zero. This is unacceptable to me.
I hope to see a few movies this weekend: Salt and Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. I've heard great things about both so I'm looking forward to them. Also need to watch the Netflix movies we have at the house: Crash (which I've seen but want to watch again) and We Are Marshall. I love me a good inspirational sports movie.
I'd like to start reading my next book: a borrowed copy of To Kill A Mockingbird. Think I'll start on that tonight while my muscle relaxer kicks in (damn neck/shoulder pain).
Oh, and I need to mow and knit on the Baby Blanket From Hell (tm).
Here is something I've noticed about myself in the last year or so. It's always been true, I think, but I've really noticed it recently. I rarely sit and do nothing. I'm either reading or writing or socializing or gaming or exercising or knitting while watching TV or listening to music while cleaning. And I tend to do a lot of different activities in a day; I don't spend ten hours on a Saturday writing. I might get two or three hours in, and that time will be interspersed with the other things. The only time I'm idle is when I'm sick. Which is generally a good thing, I think ... but I wonder what sort of personal/emotional development would happen if I just let myself ... be ... for a few hours a week. Interesting concept to chew on.
Lots of social activities this week. Photography session! Visit with Dad! Attend a fundraiser! Dinner with friends! Rock Band Night! Which is great, but I need to carve out writing time between everything. I keep reminding myself that an hour a day of writing (and not surfing the web or reading twitter, dammit) will result in lots of progress. A hour a day will give me 5K this week. If I tell myself I'm too busy with social obligations, my word count will be zero. This is unacceptable to me.
I hope to see a few movies this weekend: Salt and Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. I've heard great things about both so I'm looking forward to them. Also need to watch the Netflix movies we have at the house: Crash (which I've seen but want to watch again) and We Are Marshall. I love me a good inspirational sports movie.
I'd like to start reading my next book: a borrowed copy of To Kill A Mockingbird. Think I'll start on that tonight while my muscle relaxer kicks in (damn neck/shoulder pain).
Oh, and I need to mow and knit on the Baby Blanket From Hell (tm).
Here is something I've noticed about myself in the last year or so. It's always been true, I think, but I've really noticed it recently. I rarely sit and do nothing. I'm either reading or writing or socializing or gaming or exercising or knitting while watching TV or listening to music while cleaning. And I tend to do a lot of different activities in a day; I don't spend ten hours on a Saturday writing. I might get two or three hours in, and that time will be interspersed with the other things. The only time I'm idle is when I'm sick. Which is generally a good thing, I think ... but I wonder what sort of personal/emotional development would happen if I just let myself ... be ... for a few hours a week. Interesting concept to chew on.