Attack of the Day Job

Blog No. 367

clonehigh1x11snowflakedayaveryIt’s December and even though I get nearly two weeks off from the day job, it still ends up being the busiest month of the year. Some of that is the regular holiday and family stuff (shopping is the worst, but giving gifts is pretty nice) but mostly it’s the glut of rentals that all require extra work. One of the things I do at the day job that just happened to somehow become my responsibility over time, is building stages and repositioning the theater lights. It’s extra work that, while not fun or easy on the body, is money that I can certainly use. Having to be the one (effectively) in charge of it is the worst, but in the end, it has to be done one way or another, so I may as well get the extra couple of hours on my paycheck. The problem comes when there are three concerts, a recital, and another performance that all require the stage, all require it to be configured differently, and are all on top of each other. Continue reading “Attack of the Day Job”

Changing Gears

Blog No. 366

undergrads-2001_l05The Fall Book Crawl is over, and I’m not sure what to do with myself. That’s a lie. I have a literally endless list of things to do, but no events scheduled anytime soon. It’s about this time (often sooner) that Christian and I sit down and put together a list of events for us to approach and/or plan in the new year. It hasn’t happened yet, however, and I suspect that the delay is down to simple priorities. I was laser focused on the novella, and he is knee deep in his next novel. I’m at a standstill with the novella, though, with the second draft finished and doubt. As Christian goes over Broadcast Wasteland for me (another distraction from his novel) and I finalized the title of the next novella (a little early, but I have to put it in the back of this one) I have the comic as my main focus. Scripts are a tricky thing to write. You’d think that with so much free space and mostly just dialogue to write, it would be way easier. In my experience it isn’t. Continue reading “Changing Gears”

A Year Worth

Blog No. 365

hqdefaultIt has take nine years (six of which have been weekly) but I’ve reached a year’s worth of daily posts. Does that make sense? 365 posts, 365 days in a year. It makes sense to me. It’s a little reminder of what happens when you just keep plugging away week after week. Sure, if I would have written a daily post, I would have gotten here a lot sooner, but I’m here now and with minimal fuss. It’s become kind of enjoyable (or relaxing) to get them written every week. I’m the kind of person who is not only forgetful, but I get easily scattered when there are too many things in my head. Writing things down is like cleaning out my head. I can focus and I don’t forget (as many) things. The blog has become something like that. I miss the opinion stuff I used to write before my fiction writing started to pile up and become the main focus, but having a record of my progress, and my thoughts and feelings, feels nice. On the topic of progress, I finished the second draft of Broadcast Wasteland. Continue reading “A Year Worth”

The Rest of the Year

Blog No. 364

72736354_100222638075437_4019913892397318144_nI’ve got one more event this year. It’s the Fall Book Crawl, a local author signing event at the Tecumseh Library on November 23rd. It’s a Saturday and I have no idea what to expect except for a bunch of authors (some I haven’t met before). It’s being organized by Tim Gabrielle, an author I haven’t met, but whose books I’ve spotted at Biblioasis. He’s done a good job so far getting a number of authors organized, finding prizes for a draw, and advertising the thing. I’ve been in his shoes a few times, so I know how much work it can be (and how you can never know what thing you do will or won’t bring in the people. Either way, it should be a good afternoon with a bunch of different genres represented and some new people to meet. Continue reading “The Rest of the Year”

The Dark Time

Blog No. 363

tenorI’ve written many times before about my disdain for Daylight Saving Time. It’s stupid and terrible and, sure we “fell back” last weekend, but I still hate it. The think I most dislike about winter (one of the only things to be honest) is how dark it gets so early. With the clocks moving back, the sun starts to go down at five in the evening. By this time next month, that will be full nighttime. I’ve had a parent friend argue that the slightly brighter mornings is better for kids going to school. First off, I doubt it’s that big of a difference (though, I’m either up at seven to get to work or eight-thirty, so my personal experience is not the same and I honestly don’t know). More importantly, though, is my second point. I don’t care about your kids. Sure, I don’t actively wish them harm, but enough of the world revolves around them as it is. (Don’t get me started on school buses). People are legitimately affected by the early nights. What about them? Continue reading “The Dark Time”

Daily Life

Blog No. 362

gallery-1426864304-screen-shot-2015-03-20-at-110459-amI’ve been working on a second draft of Broadcast Wasteland, but it’s been a pretty slow pace. I’m not overly motivated to work on it every day like I was for the first draft. That’s not to say I haven’t been putting in some time. Right now it’s split between finding a passage to read for the Biblioasis event (which was last night. Sorry if you missed it) doing the second draft, and trying to get that review finished for my friend. That’s not a terrible amount of work, but things at the day job have been hectic and stressful. October was a super busy month (the hall where I work was open every day) and with the new systems in place, we all had to make adjustments to the way we do everything. (It’s all a little slap in the face). Continue reading “Daily Life”

Time to make the Donuts

Blog No. 361

giphy-2I bought a game. I know I shouldn’t have, but I was out and about on Sunday and stopped at the store. It was a game I’d been wanting (the first on was quite good) and it was on sale. I spent several hours that night getting used to the new controls (why do game makers do that, anyway? The first game was just fine. Now I have to forget the way it was and learn something new). It was a fun evening of wasted time that capped off my week and a half (and a bit) of sloth after the writing sprint. I was going to finish a short story, but I only had one writing session for it. I’m probably half way there (or more) so I’ll keep picking away at it, but it’s time to face the dreaded edits. Continue reading “Time to make the Donuts”