WritingMaking yearly writing goals is always an iffy proposition because I always end up writing a lot, but not being able to predict what it will be. (Case in point: hockey RPF.) This year I want to sell at least one book and finish writing book three. I'm back in the habit of working on book three every day (well, six days a week), and if I can ( Read more... )

For reference, my 2012 goals post is here.

Priority: Health (Physical, Mental, Emotional)

Start walking again. I started walking again in April, which was a huge relief. I worked back up to three miles by November, and I'm so much happier.

Go to bed on time. Some months were better than others, but I put this on my daily goals tracking sheet, ( Read more... )

I've been feeling stuck recently, so some of these are directed at getting me to feel unstuck. I've also organized them into three categories that reflect my three main priorities in life.

Priority: Health (Physical, Mental, Emotional)

Start walking again. I haven't been going for my morning walk in several months because I have plantar fasciitis ( Read more... )

In case you missed it, I spent a long weekend visiting friends in New York. This involved a movie premiere, a concert (the reason I went this particular weekend instead of some other), other fannish delights, and food. Plus a lot of just hanging about with some of my favorite people in the world.

Talihina SkyThursday night was adventure number one ( Read more... )

As I reported before, we went to Chicago to see Empires on Friday night, which meant we (a) didn't go to Madison on Friday and (b) were up late and slept in on Saturday. Consequently, we didn't get to WisCon until Saturday afternoon. We also skipped the slash panel, and didn't go to anything on Sunday morning. This made for a really different ( Read more... )

The proverbial they say that you learn about yourself while traveling. I find that anything I learn about myself on a trip is usually something I already know. These are somewhat in that vein.

( Personal. Possibly also boring. )

( Pre-Show )

Or: The Week I Walked Through the Lobbies of Hostels in Two Separate European Capitals Wearing Nothing But a Towel, and Broke Out of a Third Hostel Without Paying My Bill in Full

The point of this is really the story itself (the journey, as they say, not the destination), but let me tell you up front the two morals of the story:

1. If you're traveling ( Read more... )

I feel like I should write about New York since I wrote something about the other stops on my friend tour, but I'm not sure what to say about it. The closest we got to something touristy was going to Angels & Kings (aka AK, aka "Pete Wentz's bar"), where Sky hangs out all the time anyway. We also went to French Roast for brownie sundaes (also ( Read more... )

I'm writing this from Chapel Hill, where I'm visiting archivecats (and her two cats) for a few days. She had an on-campus appointment yesterday, and I spent the time wandering around UNC. After only a few moments of walking uphill in the rain (I did have an umbrella), I had to marvel at my college-age self: I must have had incredibly tough legs and feet. On ( Read more... )