Sunday, October 17, 2010
Like sands through the hourglass...
... so are the days of our lives.
I really have been productive since July. Unfortuantely, blog posting fell off the radar somewhat. What have I been up to you ask?
Consulting... the obligations never seem to end, even when they aren't the product of huge money making. But I've stacked some cheese since early in the summer so I won't complain.
Family stuff... August vacation at the beach, day of museums in D.C. (the Hirshorn rocks, yo!), Maryland Rennaisance Festival, corn maze, September/October b-days of the coolest people you know (me and Connor Cake, duh!)
Piano and tap... yes, I decided to go back to 3rd grade and take lessons. Sadly (and much to the dismay of all my friends and acquaintenaces who delight in mocking me) there are no recitals for these classes. Maybe I'll stage my own little talent show!
Work stuff... well, besides actually working. Company picnic, assorted happy hours, bowling, Chelsea Handler tix my boss scored.
The net outcome of all this activity is that I'm tired as crap and too busy to be mad or sad. Which is ultimately a huge score. I've been kicking around some personal improvement stuff in my head late at night. I'm forming some goals and have some for sure plans over the next two months. The rest will have to wait until all of the above is squared away.
Next stop? NaNoWriMo. Tried it multiple times; always failed. Doing it for sure this year. No excuses. 50,000 words. 30 days. I'm ready. It will be a marathon, most likely with some serious sprinting at the end but I refuse to drop the ball this time. Baltimore Marathon be damned, I may not be an actual runner but I sure as heck can write. I will finish. I WILL DO IT.
My plan is to blog/Twitter my progress. But the actual writing takes priority of course. At the very least I plan to keep a mood meter. Most likely ranging from "excited/gung-ho" to "sleep deprived/frantic" to "drunk/despondent." In conjunction with writing a novel in 30 days, I will also be working on my caffiene addiction, exploring my love of candy treats and unnecessary carb-loading and getting up close and personal with Roget's Thesaurus and the Urban Dictionary.
Secondary to all this exciting activity will be an exploration of anything that can provide inspiration. Dive bars, infomercials, conversations with my cat, the skeezy weirdos at the convenience store and my own debilitating insanity all take on new and exciting meaning.
Exactly two weeks before the race begins. Wish me luck!
I really have been productive since July. Unfortuantely, blog posting fell off the radar somewhat. What have I been up to you ask?
Consulting... the obligations never seem to end, even when they aren't the product of huge money making. But I've stacked some cheese since early in the summer so I won't complain.
Family stuff... August vacation at the beach, day of museums in D.C. (the Hirshorn rocks, yo!), Maryland Rennaisance Festival, corn maze, September/October b-days of the coolest people you know (me and Connor Cake, duh!)
Piano and tap... yes, I decided to go back to 3rd grade and take lessons. Sadly (and much to the dismay of all my friends and acquaintenaces who delight in mocking me) there are no recitals for these classes. Maybe I'll stage my own little talent show!
Work stuff... well, besides actually working. Company picnic, assorted happy hours, bowling, Chelsea Handler tix my boss scored.
The net outcome of all this activity is that I'm tired as crap and too busy to be mad or sad. Which is ultimately a huge score. I've been kicking around some personal improvement stuff in my head late at night. I'm forming some goals and have some for sure plans over the next two months. The rest will have to wait until all of the above is squared away.
Next stop? NaNoWriMo. Tried it multiple times; always failed. Doing it for sure this year. No excuses. 50,000 words. 30 days. I'm ready. It will be a marathon, most likely with some serious sprinting at the end but I refuse to drop the ball this time. Baltimore Marathon be damned, I may not be an actual runner but I sure as heck can write. I will finish. I WILL DO IT.
My plan is to blog/Twitter my progress. But the actual writing takes priority of course. At the very least I plan to keep a mood meter. Most likely ranging from "excited/gung-ho" to "sleep deprived/frantic" to "drunk/despondent." In conjunction with writing a novel in 30 days, I will also be working on my caffiene addiction, exploring my love of candy treats and unnecessary carb-loading and getting up close and personal with Roget's Thesaurus and the Urban Dictionary.
Secondary to all this exciting activity will be an exploration of anything that can provide inspiration. Dive bars, infomercials, conversations with my cat, the skeezy weirdos at the convenience store and my own debilitating insanity all take on new and exciting meaning.
Exactly two weeks before the race begins. Wish me luck!
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