After Midnight
We finally got everything out of her room. So my room, the kitchen, and the living room are cluttered–but she has room to dance.
Procrastination methods, as well as complaints about how I’ve been procrastinating. Read at your own risk.
We finally got everything out of her room. So my room, the kitchen, and the living room are cluttered–but she has room to dance.
Wow. 2009. Anybody want to join me in pondering where the heck 2008 went? I don’t remember a whole year since last New Year’s Eve. I don’t. That went way too fast. So. 2009. You won’t find resolutions here; those never work for me. But there are some things I want to change, and I’m
…that I shall update this blog more often, and work harder at getting things I mean to do, done. Like a New Year’s Resolution or something. Only I’m not waiting for New Year’s. So. I’ve been working on editing Ben, and it’s a monstrously slow process. Not least because it seems I’d rather do nearly
There’s a letdown at the end of NaNo. At the end of any project, really, but with NaNo, it’s amplified by the stress and wonder and joy of a month of mad noveling with friends. I mostly avoided it this year, I thought. Jumped right from Hiro to Taro, with the plan to jump back.
Yes, that’s why I haven’t been around. No, this isn’t going to be much of a post either. Yeah, that’s about it. Bye!
Nope. Again I’m too tired to make much sense. But I read a book. I’m hoping one of these days I’ll write another chapter of A Star to Steer By. ‘Kay, I’m going to bed. But here’s the poem I took the title from. That title used to grace Eve’s book, by the way. But