You ever have one of those days that seem to go on forever? Well, that's sort of what happened this weekend. My boyfriend and I went to a music festival on Saturday, and even though it was only about four to five hours of our day, the next day gave way to sore legs and absolute tiredness. Honestly: I felt like I could have gone to bed around seven in the evening. I'm still kind of tired today, and I'm not sure if it's leftover festivalness or I'm just ready for summer to be over.
Either way, that's why I'm writing this on Monday night and ready to go to bed.
Before I started writing this post, I really thought about what I was going to say. It didn't feel like I did much of anything on the writing front this weekend, but then I opened up the file and saw that I probably put in a few thousands words. Time flies when you're having fun, right? But, look, between the festival and Doctor Who (oh my god, sooooo gooooood), it felt like nothing got done. But my bank account and word count tells me differently, so I'm listening to them!
This is the part where I'm supposed to say that I've been working hard since I've arrived home today, right? Well, I mean, I totally have. Just not on anything productive. Well, nothing for the story, I mean. But I've cleaned my kitchen, transferred my recipes over to one place (finally!), and watched the last two episodes of True Blood (save your time: super boring). Now that it's a bit cooler outside, I think after I finish this up, I'll try to get some writing done. This story took a big turn, but it's one that I felt needed addressing. It involves Amory's father, and it's something that I've skated over each time I write out any version of Amory, so I'm glad I had a moment to fix it up.
The next post will probably be up later this week. We have another long weekend in store for us, but I'll get something up either Thursday night or Friday morning. I'll update you all about where this story is going, and maybe a little extra surprise. Keep your fingers crossed!
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Friday, August 22, 2014
Scheduling Time For Writing
So it's not Wednesday. Oh wells. Really, you should be proud of me for knowing that. This whole week has gone in a blur. One big, long, stressful blur. But the good news is that the source of my stress is gone. Also, this coming week is the last week of summer school! While my wonderful hours will be disappearing, it also means that I can have some time now and now drag myself home around five with a pile of stuff still to correct. That could be very nice.
But first, I have to get through this weekend without a sunburn.
Even though things have been pretty messy and stressful lately, and I've been a bit down in the dumps because of that, I've still managed to get a couple thousand words written. I'm still only on the first chapter, but I have to say (I believe I've said it before) that I really love this direction I'm going in. You know when you have a plan inside your head and then you execute it, and it turns out completely wrong? Well, that's how the first draft of this thing went. Some of the characters I had written didn't even make sense to me. A long time ago, I had imagined this one character that I ended up falling madly in love with, but it didn't make sense to put him in the first Amory. So I waited for this one, but when I wrote his scenes out...it fell flat. I ended up rolling my eyes at him every time he spoke, and that hurt my heart! I'm not yet at his introduction, but with the way that the other characters are going, I have high hopes for him.
I'm going to try and get some writing in this weekend. The festival we're going to isn't until two in the afternoon, but it's going to a long day Saturday. If I stopped writing this and maybe started cleaning my apartment, I would have a little time to write before I have to leave again and run some errands. You know, whenever I want something that I can't afford, my dad always says, "Sorry you weren't born a Kennedy." I would laugh because, really, who wants to be Kennedy? I'm perfectly happy being a Garcia. But sometimes I wish that the Garcia's had the Kennedy's money and I would't feel so bad being lazy and writing instead of cleaning or postponing something that would benefit my future.
Writing is a slippery slope into utter sadness.
Anyway! I'll let you all know what's going on and how well I've done with my goals this weekend. I'm already warning you all, though: no post on Monday morning. We're going to be at the festival until really late on Sunday, so I'll throw up a post on Tuesday. If you're lucky, it might be Monday night! But don't hold your breath. I might have come home from work and died.
But first, I have to get through this weekend without a sunburn.
Even though things have been pretty messy and stressful lately, and I've been a bit down in the dumps because of that, I've still managed to get a couple thousand words written. I'm still only on the first chapter, but I have to say (I believe I've said it before) that I really love this direction I'm going in. You know when you have a plan inside your head and then you execute it, and it turns out completely wrong? Well, that's how the first draft of this thing went. Some of the characters I had written didn't even make sense to me. A long time ago, I had imagined this one character that I ended up falling madly in love with, but it didn't make sense to put him in the first Amory. So I waited for this one, but when I wrote his scenes out...it fell flat. I ended up rolling my eyes at him every time he spoke, and that hurt my heart! I'm not yet at his introduction, but with the way that the other characters are going, I have high hopes for him.
I'm going to try and get some writing in this weekend. The festival we're going to isn't until two in the afternoon, but it's going to a long day Saturday. If I stopped writing this and maybe started cleaning my apartment, I would have a little time to write before I have to leave again and run some errands. You know, whenever I want something that I can't afford, my dad always says, "Sorry you weren't born a Kennedy." I would laugh because, really, who wants to be Kennedy? I'm perfectly happy being a Garcia. But sometimes I wish that the Garcia's had the Kennedy's money and I would't feel so bad being lazy and writing instead of cleaning or postponing something that would benefit my future.
Writing is a slippery slope into utter sadness.
Anyway! I'll let you all know what's going on and how well I've done with my goals this weekend. I'm already warning you all, though: no post on Monday morning. We're going to be at the festival until really late on Sunday, so I'll throw up a post on Tuesday. If you're lucky, it might be Monday night! But don't hold your breath. I might have come home from work and died.
Monday, August 18, 2014
When Life Gets In The Way
So, Bree, how did that schedule come along last week?
Shut it.
I have a very legitimate reason for not following my schedule last week, and it's definitely not because I forgot. Well, I mean, it sort of is because I forgot, I suppose. At a job, you're supposed to be ready for anything, right? Whatever your boss throws at you, you're supposed to catch it and say, Psh, no prob, I'll have this done in five seconds. Okay, now imagine that you work at a tutoring center where the organization there is...not best. Now, two new kids walk in: two kids that ask about a thousand questions per minute (even though they know perfectly well what they're supposed to be doing) with parents that want you to drop everything you're doing and dedicate all of your time to their children.
Fantastic.
So I've been working long hours and I've been so stressed out (or angry) by the time I get home, that I did nothing more than sit on the couch and angry read the rest of the Harry Potter series. One day I didn't even turn on my computer. Trust me, that's a shock. This week is the last week that the two new kids are here, and now I'm prepared for what I'm going to take on, so I should be a bit more on par. Not just with the blog here, but also with the writing.
In case you're new here (or haven't read between the lines), you may not know that I love to be lazy. There is no better weekend than being curled up in bed (or on a couch or chair or floor) with a good book or maybe watching some TV. I also like to write because that takes me away from the stress that I call life. However, there are some weekends where I must get out of bed, put real people clothing on, and go out into the world. Lucky for me, those seem to be few and far between.
Not anymore, sucker.
Somehow, every band/wrestling promotion/comedian/what have you that my boyfriend and I enjoy seem to have decided on having a show every weekend in the fall. Starting next Saturday, I'm booked until September 26th. True, some of the shows are only one day, but those shows are usually very tiring and I need a few days to recover (give me a break, I'm old). That means I most likely won't be working on Amory during the weekends. I'm going to need my week to really get going on this thing. But then I'm still looking for a new job and I've handed my name into several districts for substituting jobs...so. Yeah. We're going to see how well this whole writing thing goes when it's distracted by real life.
But, really, now that I've finished Harry Potter, it shouldn't be a problem.
So, until next time (Wednesday, hopefully, unless my head has exploded), have a wonderful week, and enjoy the little bit of summer we have left!
Shut it.
I have a very legitimate reason for not following my schedule last week, and it's definitely not because I forgot. Well, I mean, it sort of is because I forgot, I suppose. At a job, you're supposed to be ready for anything, right? Whatever your boss throws at you, you're supposed to catch it and say, Psh, no prob, I'll have this done in five seconds. Okay, now imagine that you work at a tutoring center where the organization there is...not best. Now, two new kids walk in: two kids that ask about a thousand questions per minute (even though they know perfectly well what they're supposed to be doing) with parents that want you to drop everything you're doing and dedicate all of your time to their children.
Fantastic.
So I've been working long hours and I've been so stressed out (or angry) by the time I get home, that I did nothing more than sit on the couch and angry read the rest of the Harry Potter series. One day I didn't even turn on my computer. Trust me, that's a shock. This week is the last week that the two new kids are here, and now I'm prepared for what I'm going to take on, so I should be a bit more on par. Not just with the blog here, but also with the writing.
In case you're new here (or haven't read between the lines), you may not know that I love to be lazy. There is no better weekend than being curled up in bed (or on a couch or chair or floor) with a good book or maybe watching some TV. I also like to write because that takes me away from the stress that I call life. However, there are some weekends where I must get out of bed, put real people clothing on, and go out into the world. Lucky for me, those seem to be few and far between.
Not anymore, sucker.
Somehow, every band/wrestling promotion/comedian/what have you that my boyfriend and I enjoy seem to have decided on having a show every weekend in the fall. Starting next Saturday, I'm booked until September 26th. True, some of the shows are only one day, but those shows are usually very tiring and I need a few days to recover (give me a break, I'm old). That means I most likely won't be working on Amory during the weekends. I'm going to need my week to really get going on this thing. But then I'm still looking for a new job and I've handed my name into several districts for substituting jobs...so. Yeah. We're going to see how well this whole writing thing goes when it's distracted by real life.
But, really, now that I've finished Harry Potter, it shouldn't be a problem.
So, until next time (Wednesday, hopefully, unless my head has exploded), have a wonderful week, and enjoy the little bit of summer we have left!
Monday, August 11, 2014
National Lazy Day Was A Success
I did not have a very productive weekend (c'mon, it was National Lazy Day today and I'm nothing if not a stickler for holiday rules), but that doesn't mean I didn't start writing. Or rewriting, I guess I should say.
Would it please you if I said I have about 3,000 words already? It would? Wow. You are easy to please.
Yes, I only have about 3,000 words right now, but I can already tell that this version is going to be easier to write than the last. I know where I'm going with this one and I want to write this one. When I started writing the first draft back at the start of the year, I wasn't really into it. I think I was writing it more because I knew that was when I started revising AYLB and I felt like I should stick to a schedule. Instead of taking all that time organizing and making sure everything made sense, I just dived right into this one, sense be damned! But then, as I started writing, I noticed that my notebook started filling up more with questions and ideas and general notes about what I was doing wrong. I never mentioned any of that because I didn't want to discourage myself, especially when I was nearing 20,000 or whatever words.
In the end, I wasn't satisfied with what I wrote because it wasn't good enough. I didn't stop and think about what other people would think about it; I stopped and thought about if I liked it. And, like I said before, the more I read it, the more I didn't really like it. My notes and ideas made sense in my notebook, and I liked what I had there, but it was going to be near impossible to fit it in with the story. But now that I have a clean slate, I can include all those tiny things I wanted to add and they'll combine to make the story that I wanted to write.
So, it's the beginning of August (well, okay, the second week, but you get the idea). My summer adventure lasts for another two weeks and my weekends are about to get slammed (seriously, my calendar looks ridiculous). But I figure that if I spent most of the rest of my summer vacation writing, I should do pretty well. Like I said, I have about 3,000 words, and that was only from one sitting. I wasn't kidding when I said that this one is way easier to write now. But this doesn't mean that I'll finish it this month. And it certainly doesn't mean that (if I somehow miraculously do finish it this month) I'll be editing next month. But this story will get done, that much I promise. Hey, it's four months until Christmas, so maybe I'll be sending you all a great Christmas present! Or holiday present, I guess, is the politically correct term, right? Whatever, it'll be a present. Take it and shut your mouths.
Just kidding. But really.
Anyway, I guess I should get some writing in before I turn in for the night (oh, right, I'm typing this up on Sunday night). Maybe if I didn't spend so much time fighting with the Sims, I'd have been writing all this time. Priorities, people!
Would it please you if I said I have about 3,000 words already? It would? Wow. You are easy to please.
Yes, I only have about 3,000 words right now, but I can already tell that this version is going to be easier to write than the last. I know where I'm going with this one and I want to write this one. When I started writing the first draft back at the start of the year, I wasn't really into it. I think I was writing it more because I knew that was when I started revising AYLB and I felt like I should stick to a schedule. Instead of taking all that time organizing and making sure everything made sense, I just dived right into this one, sense be damned! But then, as I started writing, I noticed that my notebook started filling up more with questions and ideas and general notes about what I was doing wrong. I never mentioned any of that because I didn't want to discourage myself, especially when I was nearing 20,000 or whatever words.
In the end, I wasn't satisfied with what I wrote because it wasn't good enough. I didn't stop and think about what other people would think about it; I stopped and thought about if I liked it. And, like I said before, the more I read it, the more I didn't really like it. My notes and ideas made sense in my notebook, and I liked what I had there, but it was going to be near impossible to fit it in with the story. But now that I have a clean slate, I can include all those tiny things I wanted to add and they'll combine to make the story that I wanted to write.
So, it's the beginning of August (well, okay, the second week, but you get the idea). My summer adventure lasts for another two weeks and my weekends are about to get slammed (seriously, my calendar looks ridiculous). But I figure that if I spent most of the rest of my summer vacation writing, I should do pretty well. Like I said, I have about 3,000 words, and that was only from one sitting. I wasn't kidding when I said that this one is way easier to write now. But this doesn't mean that I'll finish it this month. And it certainly doesn't mean that (if I somehow miraculously do finish it this month) I'll be editing next month. But this story will get done, that much I promise. Hey, it's four months until Christmas, so maybe I'll be sending you all a great Christmas present! Or holiday present, I guess, is the politically correct term, right? Whatever, it'll be a present. Take it and shut your mouths.
Just kidding. But really.
Anyway, I guess I should get some writing in before I turn in for the night (oh, right, I'm typing this up on Sunday night). Maybe if I didn't spend so much time fighting with the Sims, I'd have been writing all this time. Priorities, people!
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Hooray for August!
Well, that was another vacation!
I may as well get it out right now: I haven't been writing. I'm a terrible person. Horrible. (No good and very bad.) I've been thinking things over and I realized something. It's not something that I wanted to realize, nor was it something that I wanted to say out loud because that would mean some serious work. Not that I'm averse to serious work, but this kind of work would be something else. Okay, what did I realize? Take a deep breath, everyone:
I think I may want to rewrite the second installment of Amory.
Now that I see it in writing, it's not so scary. Look, I started writing this series back in 2008, and I had the idea for it in about 2007. The first book has been through the ringer so many times that I'm surprised Amory made it through (for reals: the first draft involved some weird kid that was supposed to kill Rick and start the second coming of Hell. Oh, yeah, and he fell in love with Amory and proposed to her). I can't believe that I thought this first draft would be okay with me. Like, I love it, I really do, but there's some things that I need to add, and I hate going back and adding them at weird moments. You know when you read a book and then see a really awkward, random piece of information, and you just know that the author stuck that in there during the second or third or fourth edit? I don't want that, especially because what I need to add is a pretty big component to the rest of the story, and that's not exactly something that you just throw in there. I've had this in my head for quite some time, but it didn't seem right while I was writing it, and now that I've looked at the story a few times, I know that's where I need to go.
So, yes, while I'd like to keep most of the story, I'm thinking about starting over. It shouldn't take me that long, as long as I start right away and don't dally around with things. I don't have a lot of time this summer because of work and looking for a new job and worrying about everything in between that, but I do have a few hours that I could spend not reading Harry Potter (fat chance, right?) or watching TV or playing video games.
That's been my problem with this story and I don't know why it took me so long to figure that out. I'd already edited it twice before I went back a third time and thought to myself, What is happening here? I wasn't into anymore. I thought that maybe it was because editing is a pain in the butt and I was over it, but now I realize that it's because I didn't like all the little things I had to stick in and smooth the story around. Not only is it annoying and time-consuming, but, after awhile, I started to not recognize my story anymore.
So, I suppose, I should get back to a schedule. My posts are going to come on Monday and Wednesday now (or I'm going to try my hardest). I'll keep you all updated with what's happening in the story and also maybe a few other things. Like, not only am I a German master now (not really), I'm also trying my hand at cooking. I can bake like no other, but cooking has eluded me. If I mess up cookie batter, that's no problem because at least I still have cookies. But if I mess up chicken, I'm screwed (for the record, I've made a few chicken recipes and they were delicious, so I'm not completely hopeless). But this schedule obviously started next week. This week is kind of filling up, but I thought I'd get something in. Let you all know that my impromptu vacation was not fun at all (long months with little paychecks never are), but that I'm back now and I'm going to get working.
After Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, of course.
I may as well get it out right now: I haven't been writing. I'm a terrible person. Horrible. (No good and very bad.) I've been thinking things over and I realized something. It's not something that I wanted to realize, nor was it something that I wanted to say out loud because that would mean some serious work. Not that I'm averse to serious work, but this kind of work would be something else. Okay, what did I realize? Take a deep breath, everyone:
I think I may want to rewrite the second installment of Amory.
Now that I see it in writing, it's not so scary. Look, I started writing this series back in 2008, and I had the idea for it in about 2007. The first book has been through the ringer so many times that I'm surprised Amory made it through (for reals: the first draft involved some weird kid that was supposed to kill Rick and start the second coming of Hell. Oh, yeah, and he fell in love with Amory and proposed to her). I can't believe that I thought this first draft would be okay with me. Like, I love it, I really do, but there's some things that I need to add, and I hate going back and adding them at weird moments. You know when you read a book and then see a really awkward, random piece of information, and you just know that the author stuck that in there during the second or third or fourth edit? I don't want that, especially because what I need to add is a pretty big component to the rest of the story, and that's not exactly something that you just throw in there. I've had this in my head for quite some time, but it didn't seem right while I was writing it, and now that I've looked at the story a few times, I know that's where I need to go.
So, yes, while I'd like to keep most of the story, I'm thinking about starting over. It shouldn't take me that long, as long as I start right away and don't dally around with things. I don't have a lot of time this summer because of work and looking for a new job and worrying about everything in between that, but I do have a few hours that I could spend not reading Harry Potter (fat chance, right?) or watching TV or playing video games.
That's been my problem with this story and I don't know why it took me so long to figure that out. I'd already edited it twice before I went back a third time and thought to myself, What is happening here? I wasn't into anymore. I thought that maybe it was because editing is a pain in the butt and I was over it, but now I realize that it's because I didn't like all the little things I had to stick in and smooth the story around. Not only is it annoying and time-consuming, but, after awhile, I started to not recognize my story anymore.
So, I suppose, I should get back to a schedule. My posts are going to come on Monday and Wednesday now (or I'm going to try my hardest). I'll keep you all updated with what's happening in the story and also maybe a few other things. Like, not only am I a German master now (not really), I'm also trying my hand at cooking. I can bake like no other, but cooking has eluded me. If I mess up cookie batter, that's no problem because at least I still have cookies. But if I mess up chicken, I'm screwed (for the record, I've made a few chicken recipes and they were delicious, so I'm not completely hopeless). But this schedule obviously started next week. This week is kind of filling up, but I thought I'd get something in. Let you all know that my impromptu vacation was not fun at all (long months with little paychecks never are), but that I'm back now and I'm going to get working.
After Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, of course.
Friday, July 18, 2014
Update...Again
Yep, yep, yep, I'm still around. Still lurking around the internet trying to find my way in life. That sounds way more dramatic than what I've really been doing for the last thirteen days, but that's what it feels like sometimes. I thought that I've had existential crises before, but this one really threw me. Being really down on yourself also doesn't help. But, thankfully, I've seemed to break through it and I've just started to really get back into my writing. Sure, Spike and Buffy may have had some help in that (weirdly enough), but whatever helps, right?
Seeing as we're halfway through July, I have to get my butt in gear. I feel like I'm racing against time here, and I have to remind myself that I'm only thirty-one. If things don't happen right away, then that's okay. Some newbie authors are entering their forties right now, so I'm doing okay.
My biggest problem is just sitting back and thinking that people are just going to flock to my book without even knowing about it. I've done some preliminary research on some of the review sites and it hasn't been too uplifting. Some of the sites ask for money, and that's not something that I have at the moment. At least, not what some of them are asking. Other sites are nicer and offer services for free, but they require certain things, such as so many reviews. Well, that's what I'm trying to do! It's a catch 22, but I'm trying my best to work with it all. More sales, more promotion, more everything.
I guess what I'm most worried about is turning into some of those authors that I follow on Twitter. While I understand what they're doing and why they're doing it, sometimes they bombard my Twitter feed with their book promotion. I suppose it's pretty successful sometimes, because I do click on the links and think about buying their books. Being pushy has it's perks, right?
But, besides all the book nonsense, I'll be glad when this summer ends. It's been so hot and I'm sure my electric bill is ridiculous and I'm ready for hot drinks and warm doughnuts and being able to wear jeans without the worry of them sticking to the back of my legs. I've also been reading too few books (sadly!!) and watching far too much TV (Buffy forces you to watch eight episodes in a day, I swear). But my German lessons are going well. Oh, did I not tell you all? Yeah, I've decided to learn German. Because, you know, in this day and age in America, German will get me far. I don't even care, though. I'm having a good time learning it and I'm super proud of myself each time my program asks me to translate some German sentence and I don't even have to turn to my notebook filled with foreign words. Seriously. I'm already ten pages into a new notebook and I'm trying to remember all the words I'm writing down.
Basically, I'm just trying to keep busy to keep the stress and unhappiness at bay. Hopefully this plan works. Fingers crossed.
Seeing as we're halfway through July, I have to get my butt in gear. I feel like I'm racing against time here, and I have to remind myself that I'm only thirty-one. If things don't happen right away, then that's okay. Some newbie authors are entering their forties right now, so I'm doing okay.
My biggest problem is just sitting back and thinking that people are just going to flock to my book without even knowing about it. I've done some preliminary research on some of the review sites and it hasn't been too uplifting. Some of the sites ask for money, and that's not something that I have at the moment. At least, not what some of them are asking. Other sites are nicer and offer services for free, but they require certain things, such as so many reviews. Well, that's what I'm trying to do! It's a catch 22, but I'm trying my best to work with it all. More sales, more promotion, more everything.
I guess what I'm most worried about is turning into some of those authors that I follow on Twitter. While I understand what they're doing and why they're doing it, sometimes they bombard my Twitter feed with their book promotion. I suppose it's pretty successful sometimes, because I do click on the links and think about buying their books. Being pushy has it's perks, right?
But, besides all the book nonsense, I'll be glad when this summer ends. It's been so hot and I'm sure my electric bill is ridiculous and I'm ready for hot drinks and warm doughnuts and being able to wear jeans without the worry of them sticking to the back of my legs. I've also been reading too few books (sadly!!) and watching far too much TV (Buffy forces you to watch eight episodes in a day, I swear). But my German lessons are going well. Oh, did I not tell you all? Yeah, I've decided to learn German. Because, you know, in this day and age in America, German will get me far. I don't even care, though. I'm having a good time learning it and I'm super proud of myself each time my program asks me to translate some German sentence and I don't even have to turn to my notebook filled with foreign words. Seriously. I'm already ten pages into a new notebook and I'm trying to remember all the words I'm writing down.
Basically, I'm just trying to keep busy to keep the stress and unhappiness at bay. Hopefully this plan works. Fingers crossed.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
I'm Alive!
I feel like I've been pretty MIA this week. I kind of spaced on the whole sale thing, I didn't once think about tweeting, and my Tumblr has been there for me to laugh at when I feel like strangling a child. It's been kind of crazy this week, and I thought that maybe I'd be able to get back on schedule next week, but I forgot that I'm leaving for a mini vacation tomorrow afternoon. I'll be gone until Tuesday afternoon, so I figured I would write this out and let the world know that I'm alive and that things have been good, just insane.
That does mean that I haven't been doing any writing this week. Not that I haven't wanted to or even had ideas for it. I've been jotting down things here or there (seriously: I just found half a napkin with dialogue written on it). I just haven't had time and when I do have the time, I'm too tired to do anything other than collapse on the floor and let my cat use me as a drooling board. I'm hoping, though, that when things get back to normal (the week after this one), I'll be able to devote a little time to writing. I'm still searching for a new job and trying not to spiral into madness, so there's a lot on my plate right now. But we'll see. Things have to turn around and go on the upside, right?
Anyway, I have to pack and clean up and make sure the cat won't tear the apartment into shreds before I leave. I hope everyone had a safe and festive 4th (or, if you read this outside of the US, a safe and festive any other day of the year!), and I'll see you all later!
That does mean that I haven't been doing any writing this week. Not that I haven't wanted to or even had ideas for it. I've been jotting down things here or there (seriously: I just found half a napkin with dialogue written on it). I just haven't had time and when I do have the time, I'm too tired to do anything other than collapse on the floor and let my cat use me as a drooling board. I'm hoping, though, that when things get back to normal (the week after this one), I'll be able to devote a little time to writing. I'm still searching for a new job and trying not to spiral into madness, so there's a lot on my plate right now. But we'll see. Things have to turn around and go on the upside, right?
Anyway, I have to pack and clean up and make sure the cat won't tear the apartment into shreds before I leave. I hope everyone had a safe and festive 4th (or, if you read this outside of the US, a safe and festive any other day of the year!), and I'll see you all later!
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