This past week has been a mixed bag. I didn’t make the 50,000 words for NaNoWriMo, but I did get my dog to his annual check-up at the vet, finish writing my final workshop piece, and spend a rare full weekend with my wife.
I’m only slightly unhappy about failing at NaNoWriMo. I managed just over 20,000 words but suffered a series of migraines mid-month that laid me out for almost two weeks. I am still hard at work on the story though. With any luck, it’ll be finished in a month or two, spring - at the very latest.
Speaking of spring, we should have taken our dog to the vet during the last one, but life got hectic and we didn’t get him there until now. I’m happy to report he’s in good health for an old man. (He’s 12 years old – 13 in January).
This week is also my last week of classes before finals. Happily, my “finals” this semester aren’t tests, they are papers. I have finished my final paper for my writer’s workshop. I am looking forward to receiving its critique. I’m still working on the final paper for my seminar class, but I expect to be done in a few days. And by done, I mean, I'll give up tinkering with it and just turn the dang thing in to the professor.
I think my first semester in grad school has been successful. I hope my grades reflect that.
To celebrate the end of the semester, and also because my wife had a full two-day weekend (usually she just has one day off a week), we went to a minor league hockey game to see the Chicago Wolves play. They were terrible. It was awesome! And, even though the Wolves lost, and by lost, I mean they got their asses handed to them, it was wonderful spending time with my wife. We are already talking about getting tickets and going to another game.
So, a mixed bag. Isn’t all of life?
Go forth and write!
I’m only slightly unhappy about failing at NaNoWriMo. I managed just over 20,000 words but suffered a series of migraines mid-month that laid me out for almost two weeks. I am still hard at work on the story though. With any luck, it’ll be finished in a month or two, spring - at the very latest.
Speaking of spring, we should have taken our dog to the vet during the last one, but life got hectic and we didn’t get him there until now. I’m happy to report he’s in good health for an old man. (He’s 12 years old – 13 in January).
This week is also my last week of classes before finals. Happily, my “finals” this semester aren’t tests, they are papers. I have finished my final paper for my writer’s workshop. I am looking forward to receiving its critique. I’m still working on the final paper for my seminar class, but I expect to be done in a few days. And by done, I mean, I'll give up tinkering with it and just turn the dang thing in to the professor.
I think my first semester in grad school has been successful. I hope my grades reflect that.
To celebrate the end of the semester, and also because my wife had a full two-day weekend (usually she just has one day off a week), we went to a minor league hockey game to see the Chicago Wolves play. They were terrible. It was awesome! And, even though the Wolves lost, and by lost, I mean they got their asses handed to them, it was wonderful spending time with my wife. We are already talking about getting tickets and going to another game.
So, a mixed bag. Isn’t all of life?
Go forth and write!