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Back To See The Air
Jul. 30th, 2002 09:18 am
Hey there, all...
Yesterday was a rather frustrating day for me. I wasn't very productive creatively (read: not at all) but I did get a lot of work done at the job. The massive re-organization of the catalog continues; I have 1500 books left to do, and I'm thinking I'll probably have to do a bit more re-organizing before everything squares away. Another week or two should do it; I was hoping to have things done by the time Charles comes back from vacation, but I'm not entirely sure that's possible. Oh well; even *after* the re-cataloging, I've got a whole lot more books to check and add on-line. I'll be good for a while.
Not much more happened yesterday. I worked 9 hours, which pretty much took care of all the hours I owed the Bookshop since AC...now I get to work on building up hours to take off for MFM. My *goal* is to have 30 or 40 hours saved up by then, so I'm well ahead and Charles has a less easier time bitching about me going off. :)
No dreams remembered last night. I'm not sure if this is a good or a bad thing, but...I'm not happy with the fact that I don't remember many dreams. I'm going to make it a point to try to remember them, just to see what I dream about. Last time I tried doing this, I was up to remembering about two or three dreams a night. I'll keep a Dream Journal beside my bed for a while, and write down anything and everything I remember. Not only will I delve deeply into the mysterious chasm of my subconscious, I'll probably come up with a good idea for a story!
The muses have backed off, seeing as how I have backlogs that'll probably see me through a year or two of straight writing. :) There's so much I want to do, so much that I *can* do, but I'm just sitting on my ass and being a general lazy little shit. The bulk of my frustration and grumpiness probably comes from the fact that even though I have no end of source material, I am not putting pen to paper. Mainly, I'm worried; short stories are a lot tougher than poems, and I know the ideas are good...I just have to worry about the execution.
Here are just some of the things I'd like to work on in the near to not-so-distant future:
+ A complete revamping of Changeling: the Dreaming.
+ Writing a fur-based play.
+ Taking singing lessons.
+ Riding a bike on a regular basis.
+ Making an extensive Choose Your Own Adventure story on-line.
+ Writing a daily web-comic.
+ Making plans for a comic book.
+ Learning how to become a story-teller.
+ Travelling to new and exotic places, like Indiana, California, Michigan...and *gasp* Canada!
I'll probably have a list of ten things that I would like to spend the next year working towards on my birthday (6 Aug. *plug plug* :)), and then I'll revisit them at the beginning of August just to see how much I've accomplished...that is, if Bush doesn't end the world by then. >:)
Anyway, after a good rest and a maddeningly furious session of....relieving frustration, I feel a lot better now. Shower, breakfast, and then work. And no game tonight. Gods, my players are going to hate me. :P
Yesterday was a rather frustrating day for me. I wasn't very productive creatively (read: not at all) but I did get a lot of work done at the job. The massive re-organization of the catalog continues; I have 1500 books left to do, and I'm thinking I'll probably have to do a bit more re-organizing before everything squares away. Another week or two should do it; I was hoping to have things done by the time Charles comes back from vacation, but I'm not entirely sure that's possible. Oh well; even *after* the re-cataloging, I've got a whole lot more books to check and add on-line. I'll be good for a while.
Not much more happened yesterday. I worked 9 hours, which pretty much took care of all the hours I owed the Bookshop since AC...now I get to work on building up hours to take off for MFM. My *goal* is to have 30 or 40 hours saved up by then, so I'm well ahead and Charles has a less easier time bitching about me going off. :)
No dreams remembered last night. I'm not sure if this is a good or a bad thing, but...I'm not happy with the fact that I don't remember many dreams. I'm going to make it a point to try to remember them, just to see what I dream about. Last time I tried doing this, I was up to remembering about two or three dreams a night. I'll keep a Dream Journal beside my bed for a while, and write down anything and everything I remember. Not only will I delve deeply into the mysterious chasm of my subconscious, I'll probably come up with a good idea for a story!
The muses have backed off, seeing as how I have backlogs that'll probably see me through a year or two of straight writing. :) There's so much I want to do, so much that I *can* do, but I'm just sitting on my ass and being a general lazy little shit. The bulk of my frustration and grumpiness probably comes from the fact that even though I have no end of source material, I am not putting pen to paper. Mainly, I'm worried; short stories are a lot tougher than poems, and I know the ideas are good...I just have to worry about the execution.
Here are just some of the things I'd like to work on in the near to not-so-distant future:
+ A complete revamping of Changeling: the Dreaming.
+ Writing a fur-based play.
+ Taking singing lessons.
+ Riding a bike on a regular basis.
+ Making an extensive Choose Your Own Adventure story on-line.
+ Writing a daily web-comic.
+ Making plans for a comic book.
+ Learning how to become a story-teller.
+ Travelling to new and exotic places, like Indiana, California, Michigan...and *gasp* Canada!
I'll probably have a list of ten things that I would like to spend the next year working towards on my birthday (6 Aug. *plug plug* :)), and then I'll revisit them at the beginning of August just to see how much I've accomplished...that is, if Bush doesn't end the world by then. >:)
Anyway, after a good rest and a maddeningly furious session of....relieving frustration, I feel a lot better now. Shower, breakfast, and then work. And no game tonight. Gods, my players are going to hate me. :P
