Is it really July?
Logging in and seeing all the Big Bang writing challenges on my flist makes me shake my head at how much damn time I spend on Facebook nowadays. I used to hate FB and now...well it's like outreach for me: people I know in real life post things and sometimes I like them and sometimes they like things I post. And I can't complain because it's not like I've ever been one to call people. Email was always my thing, if technology had to be used. Face-to-face is best but email worked--I still don't own a damn cell phone. Livejournal, my beautiful little home of potential ideas!
So yeah, writing challenges. First thing I see logging in is a post for a Het Big Bang, and I think "Aww. That's something I could have stressed out thinking about joining!"
This year has been mostly about fundraising. I'm fundraising like mad for an art show in January that I've been working on for the past three years. I am currently on fundraiser #2 (art basket) but 3 (Texas Hold Em afternoon) and 4 (box o' books) are being prepared. My grant application was rejected so it's all on me and at first that was terrifying--I'm lying, it's still fucking terrifying--but I think I'm getting into the groove of it and feeling proud that I'm accomplishing this on my own. It's a lot of money but it's getting done. It will be done. I'm at the half way point in having my work framed--five done, five to go.
House sitting starts later this month. There will be plants to water and cats to take care of and three weeks away from my family :) I'll have to check when I last updated this, but I started a part time job in May. It was an after-school thing and they offered me a position with more hours for September which is fantastic. It's really really really good to have money flowing in again.
I've had two recent rejected submissions for various poetry journals but it just makes me more determined to keep submitting (I sent out a dozen in April/May), and I plan to apply for a writer-in-residence position in the Yukon for next year. Hey, if you don't keep throwing things out there, you never know what will stick. The same can be said for shit-all but I'd prefer to remain positive over the whole thing. There's enough cancer in this family and I'm not adding ulcers to the pile. I'm taking better care of myself, actually looking at my writing as something that is an accomplishment rather than just something to do and if that makes me feel better about myself than that's the only opinion that matters, my own. Also, I have an outline set up for a 5 book romance series...'cause I like writing about sex and I like writing about women.
The library is a constant source of joy. Here I was, thinking about vampire novels I may have missed this year and there in the New Books stack was The Last American Vampire, from the author that brought me Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Sigh. That'll be a good read once I start it--and if you haven't read Abraham Lincoln then you should. Ignore the movie because the book is fantastic.
Need to search out new icons and new music, all good reasons to stay on livejournal.
So yeah, writing challenges. First thing I see logging in is a post for a Het Big Bang, and I think "Aww. That's something I could have stressed out thinking about joining!"
This year has been mostly about fundraising. I'm fundraising like mad for an art show in January that I've been working on for the past three years. I am currently on fundraiser #2 (art basket) but 3 (Texas Hold Em afternoon) and 4 (box o' books) are being prepared. My grant application was rejected so it's all on me and at first that was terrifying--I'm lying, it's still fucking terrifying--but I think I'm getting into the groove of it and feeling proud that I'm accomplishing this on my own. It's a lot of money but it's getting done. It will be done. I'm at the half way point in having my work framed--five done, five to go.
House sitting starts later this month. There will be plants to water and cats to take care of and three weeks away from my family :) I'll have to check when I last updated this, but I started a part time job in May. It was an after-school thing and they offered me a position with more hours for September which is fantastic. It's really really really good to have money flowing in again.
I've had two recent rejected submissions for various poetry journals but it just makes me more determined to keep submitting (I sent out a dozen in April/May), and I plan to apply for a writer-in-residence position in the Yukon for next year. Hey, if you don't keep throwing things out there, you never know what will stick. The same can be said for shit-all but I'd prefer to remain positive over the whole thing. There's enough cancer in this family and I'm not adding ulcers to the pile. I'm taking better care of myself, actually looking at my writing as something that is an accomplishment rather than just something to do and if that makes me feel better about myself than that's the only opinion that matters, my own. Also, I have an outline set up for a 5 book romance series...'cause I like writing about sex and I like writing about women.
The library is a constant source of joy. Here I was, thinking about vampire novels I may have missed this year and there in the New Books stack was The Last American Vampire, from the author that brought me Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Sigh. That'll be a good read once I start it--and if you haven't read Abraham Lincoln then you should. Ignore the movie because the book is fantastic.
Need to search out new icons and new music, all good reasons to stay on livejournal.