On Writing

I'm trying to dip a toe into writing land once again. The last time I did so in action other than thought was NANOWRIMO 2005. I "succeeded" back then (as much as one can call 50,000 words of spewage success). We'll see what happens this time around. I'm focusing on short fiction, still roughly in the fantasy genre. There's an online contest I'm considering entering. I've peeked at several short fiction magazines. There is also a writer's workshop at a con in May.

My first goal is to write regularly. I'd also like to present myself with the following advice:



I believe the credit goes to Ira Glass

I exist

The work title/salary thing is still stalled, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. It involves the removal of a road block, and a boon from IT leadership. This, and the productive work I did today make the bringing home of bacon a bright spot.

The child is always awesome, but she's also been fostering exhaustion on the mommy figure. The child won't sleep until midnight, the waking at 4am, the mom who keeps dragging her butt in to work by 8am. Holy yawn. This is what I get for taking a few days off and letting the sleep schedule fall apart. She's always been a night owl, but this... .. .

Dance with Dragons is starting to get more awesome, at last, ~600 pages in. The return of a certain someone makes a big difference.

The husband has been a cleaning fiend. I am pleased.

Now, do I make a stab at bed and leave the child awake with Daddy? Or, do I tough it out and stay up until she goes to sleep. The former would seem like the wise sleep-deprived choice. But, I sleep poorly when there are childish noises in the house.

Ugh. I keep telling myself, no one gets to the end of their life and says, "I wish I'd slept more..."