Thursday: Fuck, it's Thursday?
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alexandraerinNews For Today
Yesterday while prepping to write, it hit me how close I actually am to my presumed endpoint for Volume 1. And something else hit me about two different things that I was planning on putting in the remainder of the volume, and I didn't know and couldn't see how exactly they would fit together in any kind of way. One of them is something that would happen as part of the current set of events. Another thing is just something I always wanted to happen during the first year or semester of Mackenzie's schooling, something that would not do to just elide over in the fast forward or refer back to later. But the two things coming right on top of each other did not seem to work.
(Sidenote: When I describe problems this vaguely, I'm often surprised to find that someone pops up with advice that's either equally vague, like, "Well, you could try doing the thing before you do the thing." or is incredibly specific based on what they think I'm talking about but really just kind of random, like, "Have you considered parking the hippo on top of the dumpster?" I understand the very human tendency to want to get in there and solve a problem, but please rest assured that in this case you just don't have the puzzle pieces you need. You are excused.)
I've mostly got it sorted out. Mostly. In fact, the act of typing the first paragraph of this post pretty much solved it for me. But I'm having to rethink a few things, as I discovered last night. And then I discovered I was le tired, and the writing wasn't happening.
I'm still rethinking today, because I honestly had not realized how close things are and I don't want to miss anything else. So I think the actual story will continue next week. In the meantime, I have some folky tales kicking around my head.
I can't recall if I've mentioned this before, but I've been thinking of ways to do something nice for sponsors/subscribers without violating some of my basic principles. One of which is that the story should always be free, and if there's information or parts of the story that you have to pay to get... well, that sort of changes things, doesn't it? But wheels are turning.
Personal Assessment
This makes three nights in a row of fractured/interrupted sleep, and unlike the preceding two nights there's not anything I can point to (blanket issues, cats fighting) as a cause. Time to break out the pills tonight.
I deleted a kind of rude question out of my Formspring about why I do this section, and this right here is exactly why: so I know when the same problem persists for three days, or a week, or whatever, and can choose to act on it.
Dreams From Last Night
I was a speech writer for President George W. Bush, who I felt oddly sympathetic towards. There was some kind of a scandal or crisis, and he felt the need to flee the White House to Camp David in two very tightly-crammed helicopters with his closest staff, including me, so he could regroup. He was so dispirited by whatever had happened that when I found a very shiny penny, head-side-down, I picked it up and considered telling him it had been heads-side-up and was a lucky penny, just so he'd think things were turning around.
Also there were problems because we'd basically piled into the helicopter with nothing but the clothes we were wearing, and we had to make it through a long weekend. I had two socks that didn't match because I'd still been getting dressed when word came that we had to get to the helipad.
It was a strange dream.
Random Link
Gallant studies hard in school because he wants to be a doctor some day. Goofus slacks off because he thinks his webcomic will support him.
Plans For Today
Reply hazy, ask again later. Three nights in a row of subpar sleep. I had a good, long streak of not having to deal with this feeling.
Yesterday while prepping to write, it hit me how close I actually am to my presumed endpoint for Volume 1. And something else hit me about two different things that I was planning on putting in the remainder of the volume, and I didn't know and couldn't see how exactly they would fit together in any kind of way. One of them is something that would happen as part of the current set of events. Another thing is just something I always wanted to happen during the first year or semester of Mackenzie's schooling, something that would not do to just elide over in the fast forward or refer back to later. But the two things coming right on top of each other did not seem to work.
(Sidenote: When I describe problems this vaguely, I'm often surprised to find that someone pops up with advice that's either equally vague, like, "Well, you could try doing the thing before you do the thing." or is incredibly specific based on what they think I'm talking about but really just kind of random, like, "Have you considered parking the hippo on top of the dumpster?" I understand the very human tendency to want to get in there and solve a problem, but please rest assured that in this case you just don't have the puzzle pieces you need. You are excused.)
I've mostly got it sorted out. Mostly. In fact, the act of typing the first paragraph of this post pretty much solved it for me. But I'm having to rethink a few things, as I discovered last night. And then I discovered I was le tired, and the writing wasn't happening.
I'm still rethinking today, because I honestly had not realized how close things are and I don't want to miss anything else. So I think the actual story will continue next week. In the meantime, I have some folky tales kicking around my head.
I can't recall if I've mentioned this before, but I've been thinking of ways to do something nice for sponsors/subscribers without violating some of my basic principles. One of which is that the story should always be free, and if there's information or parts of the story that you have to pay to get... well, that sort of changes things, doesn't it? But wheels are turning.
Personal Assessment
This makes three nights in a row of fractured/interrupted sleep, and unlike the preceding two nights there's not anything I can point to (blanket issues, cats fighting) as a cause. Time to break out the pills tonight.
I deleted a kind of rude question out of my Formspring about why I do this section, and this right here is exactly why: so I know when the same problem persists for three days, or a week, or whatever, and can choose to act on it.
Dreams From Last Night
I was a speech writer for President George W. Bush, who I felt oddly sympathetic towards. There was some kind of a scandal or crisis, and he felt the need to flee the White House to Camp David in two very tightly-crammed helicopters with his closest staff, including me, so he could regroup. He was so dispirited by whatever had happened that when I found a very shiny penny, head-side-down, I picked it up and considered telling him it had been heads-side-up and was a lucky penny, just so he'd think things were turning around.
Also there were problems because we'd basically piled into the helicopter with nothing but the clothes we were wearing, and we had to make it through a long weekend. I had two socks that didn't match because I'd still been getting dressed when word came that we had to get to the helipad.
It was a strange dream.
Random Link
Gallant studies hard in school because he wants to be a doctor some day. Goofus slacks off because he thinks his webcomic will support him.
Plans For Today
Reply hazy, ask again later. Three nights in a row of subpar sleep. I had a good, long streak of not having to deal with this feeling.
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on 2011-01-20 05:21 pm (UTC)And though I'm more of a "fan" than a "friend", it's still nice for those of us who care about you to see you taking better care of yourself. I, for one, have enjoyed reading your daily "state of the me" posts.
PS: more folktales is always a bonus.
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on 2011-01-20 05:41 pm (UTC)The amusing thing to me about that is that I often feel pretty happy when I write them, as there's often been good news to report.
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on 2011-01-20 05:34 pm (UTC)Also, here's a laugh - I read this sentence: "In fact, the act of typing the first paragraph of this post pretty much solved it for me..." and at first thought that what solved it for you was typing "Fuck, it's Thursday?!" (Which I can totally see Mack saying, of course...)
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on 2011-01-20 05:40 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-01-20 08:51 pm (UTC)