Word of the Blog: Senticous (adj.) - prickly; thorny
The judges weren't fond of Edna's senticous disposition so they voted her off the island.
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Hey World,
Now over 30,000 words and ten chapters in! This is officially the longest I have ever worked on one piece and it feels great. I'm still only about a quarter to maybe a third of the way through, but that's something. There might actually be some light at the end of this tunnel.
You might notice I sound positive this week. Don't worry, it probably won't last. And the real reason might just be that I decided to work from home today and, surprisingly, discovered that my manager is also working from home. So no worries that I'll get an unexpected call. As you can see, I'm taking a little break, but for whatever reason, not going into the office is always much more relaxing for me. I don't have to be up nearly as early, no fighting any traffic that shouldn't exist in a town this size anyway, no looking for the prime parking spot, and no having to make small talk with co-workers. Do I come off as having some animosity toward my current occupation?
It's really not as bad as I make it seem, and considering I have a job at all I really shouldn't complain. Still, writing is the dream. Now that I've gotten this far in my novel, the dream feels like it might become reality. Of course, that's if anyone has interest in it. But, even just getting a few readers would make me ecstatic. Maybe that's what's making me so happy. Despite still having few friends and doing nothing too much new with my life, it's still nice to have a goal that I'm working to achieve. Not to mention, I don't have a lot of time to think of all the ways my life could be depressing when I'm so busy imagining the very interesting lives of the made up people in my head. Now, I realize that sounds a little crazy, but it's probably keeping me sane. At least, that's the way I'm going to look at it.
Anyway, I'm thinking of getting back into dance. Other than writing, when I was younger that was the only thing I liked to do. And since I think most all exercise is synonymous with torture, it might be the only thing that can help me lose weight in time for my best friend's wedding. I have plenty of time, the blessed event being in December, but I'm also pretty lazy, so the possibility of me not losing these extra thirty pounds is very likely. Still, if anything could do it, dance would be it. So, we'll see what I can find around town that I can afford.
Well, I guess that's about it for now. Here's hoping that I'll get to a point where I also write in this blog on a weekly basis. Not that I think anyone finds these ramblings all that interesting, but who knows. Until next time.
The judges weren't fond of Edna's senticous disposition so they voted her off the island.
http://www.savethewords.org/
Hey World,
Now over 30,000 words and ten chapters in! This is officially the longest I have ever worked on one piece and it feels great. I'm still only about a quarter to maybe a third of the way through, but that's something. There might actually be some light at the end of this tunnel.
You might notice I sound positive this week. Don't worry, it probably won't last. And the real reason might just be that I decided to work from home today and, surprisingly, discovered that my manager is also working from home. So no worries that I'll get an unexpected call. As you can see, I'm taking a little break, but for whatever reason, not going into the office is always much more relaxing for me. I don't have to be up nearly as early, no fighting any traffic that shouldn't exist in a town this size anyway, no looking for the prime parking spot, and no having to make small talk with co-workers. Do I come off as having some animosity toward my current occupation?
It's really not as bad as I make it seem, and considering I have a job at all I really shouldn't complain. Still, writing is the dream. Now that I've gotten this far in my novel, the dream feels like it might become reality. Of course, that's if anyone has interest in it. But, even just getting a few readers would make me ecstatic. Maybe that's what's making me so happy. Despite still having few friends and doing nothing too much new with my life, it's still nice to have a goal that I'm working to achieve. Not to mention, I don't have a lot of time to think of all the ways my life could be depressing when I'm so busy imagining the very interesting lives of the made up people in my head. Now, I realize that sounds a little crazy, but it's probably keeping me sane. At least, that's the way I'm going to look at it.
Anyway, I'm thinking of getting back into dance. Other than writing, when I was younger that was the only thing I liked to do. And since I think most all exercise is synonymous with torture, it might be the only thing that can help me lose weight in time for my best friend's wedding. I have plenty of time, the blessed event being in December, but I'm also pretty lazy, so the possibility of me not losing these extra thirty pounds is very likely. Still, if anything could do it, dance would be it. So, we'll see what I can find around town that I can afford.
Well, I guess that's about it for now. Here's hoping that I'll get to a point where I also write in this blog on a weekly basis. Not that I think anyone finds these ramblings all that interesting, but who knows. Until next time.
