No art on Friday, I got sick.
I didn't do anything yesterday. It was one of the days I felt too lousy to do anything. Today I'm hoping to work on my commissions and get something done, but I've also got a Nanowrimo get-together. The group here in Lawrence has been meeting monthly long after Nanowrimo and today I'm finally going to go, though I need to get up and shave and get ready soon since the meeting is at one PM.
And make smokes even though I'm going to have to use my cane and smoke outdoors at it. I should probably bring a notebook if not my laptop. I feel woefully unprepared, but at least we'll have a good discussion of writing. I don't have any printouts of my novel but one of the members has read a couple of pages and has comments on it. Should be interesting.
I don't know if I'm hoping for critique or hoping for support. I guess I'll find out when I get there. Wait a minute. Something just flipflopped in my head. I was mildly confused between The Hunt, which has been edited and filtered and critiqued and polished, it's gone out the door, and Snowflake Obsidian, which is raw and needs work. All of a sudden I got a whole lot less self conscious about getting critique, want it, think it'll be cool hearing it -- because of the differing states of the two books.
Now if I get critique on The Hunt from Ricia Mainhardt, she's skilled enough it'll probably be one of those "wow" moments that kicks my writing up another whole level. I don't necessarily expect that from meeting random other unpublished writers, but their reactions to Snowflake Obsidian should be interesting. I'm also embarrassed because I've been so busy that I haven't read either of their works, a more serious lack of preparation. I wasn't up to it yesterday any more than I was up to drawing, not reading critically to support them.
But I wanted to meet them in person for some time and if this group continues to meet all year, that rocks. I'll be better prepared next time. A person's coming in who didn't even do Nanowrimo and is new and so this is also just a meeting for the group to jell and get used no the in-person meetings as a stable writing group. This is cool.
The novels are all posted on the group, which I think is a yahoo group. I get annoyed at having to keep the yahoo account in order to do things like that, every time I have to sign into it that gets annoying. The email is so spammy that I don't want people knowing it because I don't want to hear that their mail went unread because I no longer even read it. That account died. It got deleted. Anything I got in it that was real is gone anyway, so I don't check it and don't want to have to check it, but I have my gmail listed as the one this group comes to.
Unfortunately I'm still feeling sick this morning and it may be a bit frustrating, but I still want to drag myself out there and go. I wouldn't be feeling this nervous and self conscious if I wasn't sick, if I get too foggy around people it could be hard.
I'm going to go shave and see if I can get myself moving. I hate getting bad days especially if the sun is shining and it's beautiful out.
And make smokes even though I'm going to have to use my cane and smoke outdoors at it. I should probably bring a notebook if not my laptop. I feel woefully unprepared, but at least we'll have a good discussion of writing. I don't have any printouts of my novel but one of the members has read a couple of pages and has comments on it. Should be interesting.
I don't know if I'm hoping for critique or hoping for support. I guess I'll find out when I get there. Wait a minute. Something just flipflopped in my head. I was mildly confused between The Hunt, which has been edited and filtered and critiqued and polished, it's gone out the door, and Snowflake Obsidian, which is raw and needs work. All of a sudden I got a whole lot less self conscious about getting critique, want it, think it'll be cool hearing it -- because of the differing states of the two books.
Now if I get critique on The Hunt from Ricia Mainhardt, she's skilled enough it'll probably be one of those "wow" moments that kicks my writing up another whole level. I don't necessarily expect that from meeting random other unpublished writers, but their reactions to Snowflake Obsidian should be interesting. I'm also embarrassed because I've been so busy that I haven't read either of their works, a more serious lack of preparation. I wasn't up to it yesterday any more than I was up to drawing, not reading critically to support them.
But I wanted to meet them in person for some time and if this group continues to meet all year, that rocks. I'll be better prepared next time. A person's coming in who didn't even do Nanowrimo and is new and so this is also just a meeting for the group to jell and get used no the in-person meetings as a stable writing group. This is cool.
The novels are all posted on the group, which I think is a yahoo group. I get annoyed at having to keep the yahoo account in order to do things like that, every time I have to sign into it that gets annoying. The email is so spammy that I don't want people knowing it because I don't want to hear that their mail went unread because I no longer even read it. That account died. It got deleted. Anything I got in it that was real is gone anyway, so I don't check it and don't want to have to check it, but I have my gmail listed as the one this group comes to.
Unfortunately I'm still feeling sick this morning and it may be a bit frustrating, but I still want to drag myself out there and go. I wouldn't be feeling this nervous and self conscious if I wasn't sick, if I get too foggy around people it could be hard.
I'm going to go shave and see if I can get myself moving. I hate getting bad days especially if the sun is shining and it's beautiful out.