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News from the studio --
Okay --
I've put off writing because I can't risk going up to the Internet. New circumstances dictated new patterns and new coping mechanisms. Overall, things are good. It's just that they're balanced on a pinnacle, and I'm waiting for things to either level, or for the downhill ride. I hope for another climb, but I'll settle for some level time.
Health -- holding, slight improvement. Progress onYule Christmas New Years Chinese New Year's Valentine's St. Patrick's Day State of the Author report -- nil. However, the price of postage is going up in May. It will be too embarrassing to need to put two extra stamps with the Chinese New Year stamps. So....it's gotta get written this week. Why is it taking so long? Well...the challenges in life right now are HUGE. They tend to push aside the fun and funny things holding body and soul together. But I think I know how to handle it, and it should appear soon. I should just call it bi-annual and forget apologizing.
State of the office -- controlled chaos. I have made progress. This "label a blasted folder and set it aside" thing is finally paying off. I have two metal frames/skeletons (so far) for the filing cabinets I bought at the Church resale store, so hanging files with folders are now in sight. I have decided to put them in position of importance/use. So there will be a file for current writing projects (probably an entire drawer {could be two}, and will also have agent correspondence, and contract folders) and a drawer for important personal stuff that changes slowly, if at all. Then we go to a household file/drawer, which may also contain the two occasional moneymaking jobs (household is split between what I keep track of for us, and what W keeps track of, so it's not a huge file for me.) Then research/history, both personal (my quivering ROTH IRA, praying I won't have to tap it this year) and research materials in general for books and short stories outstanding. Definitely an expanding file each, at least, for research materials from previous worlds created for fiction. (2.5 currently...creating the third, and also a fourth.)
And THEN -- no more cardboard boxes?! Or, take apart the cardboard filing cabinet when scripts I wrote and other things, and put them into a drawer. But ---I get a week off just to look around the place and go "I have no cardboard boxes in here!"
I will probably drag W in here several times during that week, just to announce it.
The cardboard file may wait a bit -- I've accessed it three times, maybe, since we moved here. Old, important, but rarely accessed stuff. So -- eventually into the dubious protection of a metal filing cabinet. But not today.
Loved Ones health alert. Overall, good. 1/2 way through radiation for one person, lingering cough for another (being nagged by family, finally got cough syrup) clear signs of depression and weight gain in one person, but nothing we can do about it right now except encourage said family member to do whatever it takes to reduce stress.
Friends leaving the area -- ARGH! We are losing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tia_tarina and dragonherder1 to New Mexico. We will no longer have Dr. Who/anime nights! Ideally, this means tia_tarina can once again breathe outside of a filtered room. She's been sharpening her hands and eyes painting, with the goal of an Internet/gallery business. She has mastered so much over the year, I won't be at all surprised if she makes a success of it. I do hope she will return to her first-draft-novel. I really enjoyed the first chapter or so I saw, and think it needs polishing and submitting! We have threatened to visit, and they are expecting it. We, too, have a guest room, but so far incandragon always has a place to stay, so she hasn't asked for sanctuary yet.
It's getting DARK. And, when it gets dark at 7:20 pm CDT, something big is headed our way. Strangely, my weather aches hit two days out. Last night, definitely hurting in a few places. Today, merely stiff. Rumors of four inches of rain. If it comes over two days, OK. But if we get it in weird bursts, we know the garage is in trouble.
And finally -- what is the tree that drops itty bitty greens berries all over the place? Or bright green hull thingies? Because if it's the photinias, they are SO marked for death. It was so bad I had to go skim the surface of the pool, and W reset the pump when he got home -- the filter was complaining mightily. Will check once more before true dark, but standing next to a pool with a metal pole in my hand is not going to happen -- even if the pool dies and we have to drain it.
Cus our hot tub and garage door opener fried last year. And we have a lightning-struck oak.
And troubles come in threes, you know.
Writing? Yes. Not as fast as I'd like, but I know where I am going with two different projects (Allie 3 and BTRedux) plus a snip for a short story I was clogged on last year. Whee! Progress!
So I really am alive. Just trying not to walk in circles and avoiding LJ because I can't trust myself to read and not comment.
And I caught up with Torchwood, and I HATE BBC America, or Time Warner, because they don't end their shows on the hour, and my DVR has been cutting the last two minutes off the episodes! (Those of you caught up understand why I'm screaming.) Entirely too much important stuff happens in the last three minutes of that show. It's lunatic SF, but I like Jack, Tosh and Gwen, and Ianto and Owen are growing on me. We all have our vices. Torchwood is one of mine.
SALTATION is moving too slowly! I want more!
I've put off writing because I can't risk going up to the Internet. New circumstances dictated new patterns and new coping mechanisms. Overall, things are good. It's just that they're balanced on a pinnacle, and I'm waiting for things to either level, or for the downhill ride. I hope for another climb, but I'll settle for some level time.
Health -- holding, slight improvement. Progress on
State of the office -- controlled chaos. I have made progress. This "label a blasted folder and set it aside" thing is finally paying off. I have two metal frames/skeletons (so far) for the filing cabinets I bought at the Church resale store, so hanging files with folders are now in sight. I have decided to put them in position of importance/use. So there will be a file for current writing projects (probably an entire drawer {could be two}, and will also have agent correspondence, and contract folders) and a drawer for important personal stuff that changes slowly, if at all. Then we go to a household file/drawer, which may also contain the two occasional moneymaking jobs (household is split between what I keep track of for us, and what W keeps track of, so it's not a huge file for me.) Then research/history, both personal (my quivering ROTH IRA, praying I won't have to tap it this year) and research materials in general for books and short stories outstanding. Definitely an expanding file each, at least, for research materials from previous worlds created for fiction. (2.5 currently...creating the third, and also a fourth.)
And THEN -- no more cardboard boxes?! Or, take apart the cardboard filing cabinet when scripts I wrote and other things, and put them into a drawer. But ---I get a week off just to look around the place and go "I have no cardboard boxes in here!"
I will probably drag W in here several times during that week, just to announce it.
The cardboard file may wait a bit -- I've accessed it three times, maybe, since we moved here. Old, important, but rarely accessed stuff. So -- eventually into the dubious protection of a metal filing cabinet. But not today.
Loved Ones health alert. Overall, good. 1/2 way through radiation for one person, lingering cough for another (being nagged by family, finally got cough syrup) clear signs of depression and weight gain in one person, but nothing we can do about it right now except encourage said family member to do whatever it takes to reduce stress.
Friends leaving the area -- ARGH! We are losing
tia_tarina and dragonherder1 to New Mexico. We will no longer have Dr. Who/anime nights! Ideally, this means tia_tarina can once again breathe outside of a filtered room. She's been sharpening her hands and eyes painting, with the goal of an Internet/gallery business. She has mastered so much over the year, I won't be at all surprised if she makes a success of it. I do hope she will return to her first-draft-novel. I really enjoyed the first chapter or so I saw, and think it needs polishing and submitting! We have threatened to visit, and they are expecting it. We, too, have a guest room, but so far incandragon always has a place to stay, so she hasn't asked for sanctuary yet.It's getting DARK. And, when it gets dark at 7:20 pm CDT, something big is headed our way. Strangely, my weather aches hit two days out. Last night, definitely hurting in a few places. Today, merely stiff. Rumors of four inches of rain. If it comes over two days, OK. But if we get it in weird bursts, we know the garage is in trouble.
And finally -- what is the tree that drops itty bitty greens berries all over the place? Or bright green hull thingies? Because if it's the photinias, they are SO marked for death. It was so bad I had to go skim the surface of the pool, and W reset the pump when he got home -- the filter was complaining mightily. Will check once more before true dark, but standing next to a pool with a metal pole in my hand is not going to happen -- even if the pool dies and we have to drain it.
Cus our hot tub and garage door opener fried last year. And we have a lightning-struck oak.
And troubles come in threes, you know.
Writing? Yes. Not as fast as I'd like, but I know where I am going with two different projects (Allie 3 and BTRedux) plus a snip for a short story I was clogged on last year. Whee! Progress!
So I really am alive. Just trying not to walk in circles and avoiding LJ because I can't trust myself to read and not comment.
And I caught up with Torchwood, and I HATE BBC America, or Time Warner, because they don't end their shows on the hour, and my DVR has been cutting the last two minutes off the episodes! (Those of you caught up understand why I'm screaming.) Entirely too much important stuff happens in the last three minutes of that show. It's lunatic SF, but I like Jack, Tosh and Gwen, and Ianto and Owen are growing on me. We all have our vices. Torchwood is one of mine.
SALTATION is moving too slowly! I want more!
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I have a stamp folder that has 32, 33,34,35, ect cent stamps in it and a plethora of 1,2,3 and 4 cent stamps. I figure I need to get some 5 cent stamps (oh for the days when that was just postage eh?) to round out the selection.
Keep on keeping on
And my damn DVR crashed for a while, and I didn't notice for weeks, due to not having time to watch TV, so second season Torchwood is a mystery to me.
Grr. I'm hoping I can download it off the web at some point.
Paige
Eventually....
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W does, too. He says he has a stamp collection. This seems to be sheets of things he liked the engraving on. I've never Ah, well, keeps him off the streets....
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A friend didn't realize I had some access, and gave me the first nine episodes burned to DVD. Said friend has bought the first season and dumped the first season homemade discs. This friend is happy to pay the company their due, s/he just thinks this leaving the USA weeks behind in episodes sucks pond water. I don't know where s/he downloads, though. Probably just as well, I am distracted enough.
But it will nice to be able to go back and double-check things in earlier episodes! And I can watch #nine this week, if I want!
I'm not a shameless fan girl (B5 still rules there) but it's fun, and they look like they're having fun.
And "spike" has a part and place in the Torchwood universe. Fun and exciting episode.
Back to other demands.... (see? I wasn't kidding!)
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Hey, yourself --
Which is a shame, because I think draining off the wet/damp or the fire/damp or whatever was helping.
Hope to see you before May day! Inky is having fits trying to sleep, but do not know what we can do for her -- I suggested what I use, but apparently the NP-C didn't think it was a good idea. So....on we go.
Gentle hugs to you both -- I'll throttle the plushie for you.
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In the episode with Adam, Ianto also was important -- the major reason why Jack confirmed his own suspicions, because he was confident of his own ability to judge people. Not that he wouldn't get into a relationship with a "edited for those who have not seen this episode", but because Ianto was not that person.
Yes, it has lots of flaws as pure SF, but it's usually fun! (As Ianto noted about Jack being with the group, in the first of the 2nd season... ;^) )