Sunday isn't Monday...

Thankfully it's the long weekend and even Monday isn't Monday. This does mean, however, that Tuesday becomes Monday and remains Tuesday.

I haven't made nearly as much progress on cleaning my place this weekend as I was intending to. Is it laziness? The heat? Am I just tired? Maybe a little of all of those things. I have tomorrow too, right?

I want to skip cleaning and just write. What do I want to write? I don't know yet. I'm thinking of playing around with The Blood Waitress Club. It's basically first drafted. I even have a cover already for it, though only an eBook and not a paperback one. I think I could get the rest done easily though. The back of the cover could just be black with high contrast text... I don't know about the spine, but I'm sure I'll figure it out.

Perhaps a short story would be best first. Like a palette cleanser.

I'm going to force myself to do some dishes first though.

I have a doctor's appointment I better not forget about tomorrow. Yes, on a holiday. Hopefully it's short.

I've added a second adult album to my vinyl collection: Radiohead - Pablo Honey. I find listening to vinyl is relaxing in a different way than digital music, but that may be due to often having headphones in for digital music. I got two free albums recently for playing the Family Guy game and unlocking Avril Lavigne and Alice Cooper.

Oh!!! I got a betta fish. I've named him Winchester the Amazing! We aren't quite used to each other yet. Sometimes he sees me as a threat and starts flaring at me.

He's hard to photograph, but is beautiful. He's a mix of blue, purple, and red. I'm trying to get him hooked on Supernatural, but so far no dice.

I hope it doesn't upset him that I'm having crab legs for dinner...

Ciao,
R~

2020 Vision

Mostly, I’ve been planning for the new year, but I discovered I know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It was a recollection under the influence that brought this to light. I also discovered I still suck at drawing, but I’m okay with that. I used to think I had to be good at everything, and I’ve realized that’s just not so. Some friends and I recently hit up a local board game pub. It was a pretty fun night. The first game was Balderdash and I was terrible at it. Because I was the writer in the group, some of my friends thought I should be more embarrassed about it and hide the fact that I don’t spend all my free time learning advanced vocabulary. But I’m not upset about it. Why? Two reasons: 1. I now know what I don’t know. 2. If one takes a close look at the top selling novels on the market, the level of the language used is not the level of many of the words in Balderdash. Not that I’m comparing my own work to those, but audience is what matters in writing. To me, it is far better to e...

Merry Monday - A beautiful day for taxes

[caption id="attachment_4711" align="alignright" width="300"] Image created using Bit Strips.[/caption] With French done, I have a lot of other things to catch up on. It seems like I have Mount Everest ahead of me, but I'm just going through the list one at a time. I've gotten a couple of things done and some started. Renovations Before the weekend, my new kitchen floor was installed. After the credits that Jiffy gave me, install cost less than $40. The old floor was light grey peel and stick tile, which was peeling itself up on the edges. Because I couldn't get all the glue up from the floor underneath the peel and stick, I needed to put new floor in. Oh, I started peeling it up with a hair dryer. I really don't recommend that. It doesn't get hot enough to work well. It was taking around 20 minutes each tile with the hair dryer. With a proper heat gun, a couple hours for the whole floor. Old floors: [gallery ids="9630,9631" ...

Fortifying Friday - Rejection

Yesterday, I received my first rejection from an agent. It stung. It wasn't that it was bad. It was worded in a way that it may have even been personally written. Regardless, rejection never feels good unless you were secretly hoping to stay home and do nothing when a friend made plans with you. Then it feels great! I might be an introvert ;) Anyway, it hurts a bit extra when you have other things going on. Between the worries of the state of the world and being unemployed, it felt much like being kicked while I was already down. The agent said she couldn't connect with my book though she really wanted to. She also said not to take her rejection as any kind of sign that I should give up. It was nice as far as rejections go. So, I lay there for a bit. Then I let my friends know via social media. Several said that I had hit a milestone and I should try to collect as many as possible this year. Rejections, they said, were a badge of honour awarded for putting myself out there. See...

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