In the spaces in between Life,
I've been writing.
That's what it takes.
I think I'm getting a little better at finding my center -- that place where my Inner Critic (IC) doesn't dwell and where I don't think too much about what I'm writing rather than the fact that I am writing.
I've felt twinges of desire for the couple of projects I started earlier this year which got left by the wayside.
Not just yet. I've been working with Blayse and Miriam and soon I'll be back with Morgan and "Tide Drawn" and then I can take a pick between those earlier projects.
~*~
On Saturday, we saw Resident Evil: Extinction, because I, for one, had to see the third movie since I've seen the other two. And it is good, for what it is.
Saturday evening I cleaned the apartment and downloaded the soundtracks for Res Evil: Apocalypse and Extinction.
I got another box emptied and out of the bedroom. I still have some miscellaneous things that I don't know where to put (not to mentioned there's still more junk at my parents' house). I need more shelving. Pantry/something similar first, though.
I keep saying this, when am I ever going to get to doing something about it?
~*~
Last night we went to Nathan's for a random-just-for-the-hell-of-it-somewhat-in-honor-of-Tim's-birthday party. Scribbled a scene for Blayse and Miriam. Played Cranium (came in second because I couldn't tell that Matt was humming "Born in the U.S.A"). Played Mario Kart. Smoked hookah (mint and rose, sweet melon, pomegranate and rose) and tried Absinthe. Liquid licorice. The scent is wonderful in itself.
Got home around 11:30 last night, showered, fell into bed with the boy and didn't get to sleep until probably around 1:00, resulting in four hours and twenty minutes of sleep. I didn't feel too badly when I got up, but I've been riding the sleep crests for the past few hours.
And now, it's time to get back to work.
Three weeks until vacation!
That's what it takes.
I think I'm getting a little better at finding my center -- that place where my Inner Critic (IC) doesn't dwell and where I don't think too much about what I'm writing rather than the fact that I am writing.
I've felt twinges of desire for the couple of projects I started earlier this year which got left by the wayside.
Not just yet. I've been working with Blayse and Miriam and soon I'll be back with Morgan and "Tide Drawn" and then I can take a pick between those earlier projects.
~*~
On Saturday, we saw Resident Evil: Extinction, because I, for one, had to see the third movie since I've seen the other two. And it is good, for what it is.
Saturday evening I cleaned the apartment and downloaded the soundtracks for Res Evil: Apocalypse and Extinction.
I got another box emptied and out of the bedroom. I still have some miscellaneous things that I don't know where to put (not to mentioned there's still more junk at my parents' house). I need more shelving. Pantry/something similar first, though.
I keep saying this, when am I ever going to get to doing something about it?
~*~
Last night we went to Nathan's for a random-just-for-the-hell-of-it-somewhat-in-honor-of-Tim's-birthday party. Scribbled a scene for Blayse and Miriam. Played Cranium (came in second because I couldn't tell that Matt was humming "Born in the U.S.A"). Played Mario Kart. Smoked hookah (mint and rose, sweet melon, pomegranate and rose) and tried Absinthe. Liquid licorice. The scent is wonderful in itself.
Got home around 11:30 last night, showered, fell into bed with the boy and didn't get to sleep until probably around 1:00, resulting in four hours and twenty minutes of sleep. I didn't feel too badly when I got up, but I've been riding the sleep crests for the past few hours.
And now, it's time to get back to work.
Three weeks until vacation!