Posts Tagged ‘goals’

(creative/sca) 100 Days of A & S

I’m totally stealing this idea from my friend Sue Young, who put it up on her blog. Also, you should follow her blog, because she’s amazing. But basically, the challenge was set up to do 100 straight days of doing at least 10 minutes a day of Arts & Sciences in the SCA, and I’ve started and failed 3 times. This is my fourth time, and I’m determined to finish it this time. Sue is going for 365 days now, because she’s amazing, like I said.

Here’s my list, which I’ll keep adding to as I do my days:

Day 1 (8/5/17) – 2 hours of knitting on Silena’s hood.

Day 2 (8/6/17) – 20 minutes of knitting on the hood.

Day 3 (8/7/17) – 30 minutes of knitting on the hood.

Day 4 (8/8/17) – 2 hours of kumihimo – taught myself how to do a flat braid.

Day 5 (8/9/17) – 30 minutes of knitting on a scarf for Hooking for the Homeless.

Day 6 (8/10/17) – 30 minutes of knitting on the hood.

Day 7 (8/11/17) – 30 minutes of kumihimo – finished a second medallion cord and started a 3rd, since I still had thread on the bobbins

Day 8 (8/12/17) – 3 hours knitting on the hood.

Day 9 (8/13/17) – 3.5 hours knitting – finished the hood!

Day 10 (8/14/17) – 10 minutes of Kumihimo.

Day 11 (8/15/17) – 20 minutes of knitting.

Day 12 (8/16/17) – 20 minutes of knitting.

Day 13 (8/17/17) – 30 minutes of knitting.

Day 14 (8/18/17) – 20 minutes of knitting.

Day 15 (8/19/17) – 3 hours of knitting on the treat bag.

Day 16 (8/20/17) – 2 hours of knitting.

Day 17 (8/21/17) – 1 hour of knitting and pulling it out again.

Day 18 (8/22/17) – 1 hour if knitting on baby blanket #2.

Day 19 (8/23/17) – 10 minutes of Kumihimo

Day 20 (8/24/17) – 1 hour of knitting

Day 21 (8/25/17) – 20 minutes of knitting

Day 22 (8/26/17) – 1 hour of knitting

Day 23 (8/27/17) – 1 hour of knitting

Day 24 (8/28/17) – blocked both hoods.

Day 25 (8/29/17) – finished thevwaistband of the brown Pants, fixed the white underdress.

Day 1, again

Day: 1
#100daysofwords
Starting Count: 2989
Ending Count: 3380
New Words: 391

Opening Line:
Sapph filled him in quickly. “So if we take her words at face value, there’s no reason for this place to be haunted,” she finished. “But I can feel the Ghostwind here, a lot stronger than if there were no ghosts.”

Closing Line:
“How do you know?” Sapph said, following his gaze. The main room they were in had a large oak card catalogue and three desks, each of which had a typewriting and a stack of books on them. There was a microfiche machine in one corner. And on the air was the scent of old paper and the faintest trace of mold.

Darling:
The building they were in now was not the building she and Scottie had entered. It was smaller, and Sapph could see water damage creeping down the walls. It lay like old mold over everything: almost decorative, not interfering with the books she could see in the old bookcases, but definitely there. The books were large, substantial looking, but the titles were missing. She wondered what she would find if she opened one. “Do books have ghosts?”

Starting the new project officially

Started the novel over again today, mostly by cutting some words I’d put in before. The net gain for the day is 303. Slowly but surely. Time to get to the grocery store and the pharmacy before I head home and work on some kumihimo and reading and getting ready for work tomorrow.

Word Meter for Blue

676 / 50000
(1.35%)

A week in review

 

Wednesdays are going to be my week in review, moving forward. It’s a good day to stop and take a look at the last week (Sunday through Saturday) and see what I’ve accomplished (or not accomplished).

 

Last week, I was sick, so this week in review is not going to be as long as some of them. I lost Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, AND Saturday to the ick that I’m suffering from, so there was no writing. However, I did finally figure out how to do the corner-to-corner crochet stitch, so I got three squares done for my first afghan for Hooking for the Homeless, which was good.

 

Writing-wise, I got … nothing. I wrote blog posts for the week, and that was about it. But that’s okay – sometimes you need to do that in order to recharge.

 

This week, I’ve got the following planned:

  • Pitch a book to a publishing group
  • Write blog posts for the upcoming week for both the Patreon and this blog
  • More squares for the afghan
  • Write the pitch for Well of Dreams
  • Start the outline for Well of Dreams

We’ll see how I do in a week.

(goals/writing/personal) Looking towards the future

Chateau Miranda, Celles, Belgium

It’s a new year. I’ve already started to do things a little differently – set up a new theme here on the blog, and added a button at the top of the page so you can follow me on Patreon if you’d like. There will be new stuff on the Patreon coming soon, as I’m planning on writing 3 new novels this year: the first Resonant Frequencies book, the first novel-length Pendragon Casefiles book, and the next Advent story for December. In addition, I’m going to start blogging regularly, both there and here, about my writing process, being a writer while having a day job, and anything else that happens to catch my fancy.

 

The goal is to blog here on Sundays and Wednesdays, and on the Patreon blog Tuesdays and Thursdays. The Patreon blogs will be set to Patrons only, so be aware that if you want to see those, it will cost you a minimum of $1 a month. But hey, that’s not a lot, and if you do, not only will you get the blog posts, but you’ll get new stories once a week! Because on Fridays, Patrons will get the next chapter of my new book.

 

I’m not abandoning this journal, so don’t worry about that. And the December Advent story will be held here as well. But it’s time for me to start expanding and taking this writing journey a bit more seriously, and that means getting organized. In fact, some of my first blog posts might be about that.

 

What are your plans for this year? Feel free to share in the comments!

(writing/personal) Pokemon Go!

 

Yes, I’ve gotta catch them all too. It’s fun, and I need some fun in my life. Besides, it’s something hubby and I can do together. And it’s good for us. I’m Team Yellow (aka Instinct) and if you want to find me, I’m CassieHobbes.

 

I’m also recommitting to writing (again). I’ve discovered that it’s just something that I need to regularly recommit to. So I’ll be in my writing studio, and hopefully I won’t get distracted by the Pokemon wandering around outside. (It’s so hard though!)

 

I’m starting to work on the rewrite of the second Advent story, now titled Winter’s Storm. And I’m outlining the sixth (!) Advent story for this year. This year, it’s going to be pretty interactive, so keep an eye out on the blog! And we’ve got the e-book and audio book of Winter’s Secrets that are coming! So much stuff!

 

Which is, of course, why my brain is suggesting a bizarre post-apocalyptic story. *headdesk*

(health) Making better choices

Waterfall.jpg

I love this picture. I love the feel of the greenery, of the moving water, of the sheer potential it represents. To me, running water and the outdoors is happiness.

 

I haven’t been able to do much in the outdoors over the past couple of years, due to a lot of weight gain, injuries (in large part due to that weight gain) and illness. For someone who grew up outside (and yes, I loved the outside when I was younger, although I admit I usually was curled up someplace in it reading), this has been a hard couple of years, and I’m almost positive that being inside and not able to hike and swim and walk the way I want to has contributed to my depression.

 

In August 2015, I finally admitted I needed real help. Not just nutritionally, but a coach who would administer the tough love and unconditional support I needed to get my life healthy again. I was lucky enough to find that in my friend Shannon, who is a coach for Herbalife. If you’ve ever met me, you know I LOVE food. Like, seriously, LOVE food. The taste, the smell, the mouthfeel – yeah, I’m a bonafide foodie, and for years, I was resistant to having anything to do with meal replacement shakes. Of course, it didn’t help that the ones on the commercial market like Ensure and Boost are full of chemicals and SMELL like chemicals as soon as you open the bottle. So I was skeptical.

 

Trust me, I’m not trying to sell anyone anything. For one thing, I know that my path isn’t everyone’s. We’re all different. But let me tell you, without Shannon, I wouldn’t be doing as well as I am. I’m walking again. I’m down nearly 30 lbs since August. And the shakes – well, to be perfectly honest, they’re amazing. I love them. (And no, it has nothing to do with the fact that I can have cookies and cream cheesecake for breakfast. Okay, well, maybe a little.) And the best part? It doesn’t smell chemically. When I open my vanilla protein powder, it smells like vanilla. My hubby and roomie loved the waffles I made with them (reminder to self, make more waffles.).

 

For another thing? It’s not cheap. Now, granted, in the long run, it’s cheaper than eating fast food all the time, and it’s cheaper than medical bills. But it does require some outlay of cash.

 

But for me, it’s been worth it. If you are interested in talking to my coach, you can hit Shannon up – her husband Tom is a coach as well, if you want a guy instead. I can personally vouch for both of them – they’re amazing, and I’m lucky to have them in my life. Because of them, I’m looking forward to hiking this summer, and maybe, just maybe, getting my bike out again.

 

 

(writing/personal) All the things

positive thinking

Life has been complicated lately. Some things have ended, others have started, and I’m not quite sure how I’m handling all of it. I’m not going to discuss that, or what’s really going on yet. I’m going to talk about writing.

 

I know, shocking. But I’ve not really been writing lately, and I’ve realized that how I deal with the stresses life gives me goes down in quality when I don’t write. The problem is giving myself permission to take some time for me, and write. I need to get myself into that headspace, and even if it’s only 250 words, or a blog post, or a character sketch for the new book I want to write, I need to do it. So hopefully, you’ll be seeing more here.

 

I’m still working on the rewrite of Winter Secrets, which should hopefully be done soon. Today, I’m editing for a friend, who has a new book coming out in May that I think you guys will like (think CSI meets Fern Gully). And I’ll have some new stuff coming along – I’m playing with redesigning the website, and adding some more links. Considering a Patreon site as well. Maybe some guest blogs? And some tea stuff, because, well, tea.

 

And writing. Always writing. Because first and foremost, I am a writer.

(personal/writing) Writing in the wind

writer

I’m currently sitting in a comfy chair in an infusion room at UMass Memorial Hospital in Worcester, with an IV in my arm, waiting for my next Remicade infusion. It’s raining outside, and as I’m on the 6th floor, I have a lovely view of the parking lot, and the rain. (Hey, at least it’s not snow. I don’t have to shovel rain.) Days like this, when I’m due for my medication and it’s grey, and I’ve had a very busy weekend, I’m usually NOT wanting to do anything. I want to just curl up in my chair and let the Benadryl take me away into dreams, but I’m still working on deadline, so no sleeping today.

I’ve also been re-reading The Artist’s Way – I am feeling…not blocked, precisely, but more unsatisfied. Like I know there is more I could be doing, but I’m stuck in the “don’t wanna” phase. I want to have this book done. I want to have the next book done. I just don’t want to write it.

At the same time, I don’t want to not write. I love writing. I love it when the words flow, and I love it when they don’t, and every page is a struggle, but it’s there and it’s blood and you can see it. It’s a tension within me, and the more days I go without writing, the more I hurt. And it’s a mental hurt, that slowly twists within me to a physical hurt. And I didn’t realize WHY, until I looked at The Artist’s Way and realized I haven’t been doing morning pages or artist dates or really anything other than slogging through life and work and BLEAH, as Snoopy would say. Not the way I want to live my life.

Part of this was what happened this weekend. Birka was this weekend, and it was a mixture of sad and happy things. The sad was going by the empty chair outside the merchant hall that someone had written “Uncle Olaf’s Chair” on, since Baron Olaf, who started the event and was almost always there, passed away suddenly in December. The happy was two-fold – I was feeling well enough that I didn’t need to “recover” so much from running around for two days straight, and I was inducted into the Order of the Silver Crescent, a service order in the Kingdom. My whole family showed up! It was awesome! And best of all, my mom passed along her medallion to me. I will cherish it.

But it showed me that life is fleeting, and that you can’t make excuses, or one day, there won’t be any more time. So morning pages are going to start again. I’m going to plan an artist’s date for myself, even if it’s something as simple as going to the library and browsing the books, or going to Gibson’s and coloring in one of my new coloring books by myself for an hour. It’s time to start refilling the well.

I start editing a new piece for a friend this week too, which I am SUPER excited about. And I’m putting together a website for another favorite project that I’ll be able to link to soon, I hope. I need to finish the Winter’s Secrets rewrite, and then it’s on to working on launching a Patreon project. I have plans, and I don’t intend to not work on them.

(writing) Slow progress

goal crushed I don’t write fast any more. I think it’s because I’m more of the planner, and I don’t like rewrites, so I want things to be perfect (or as perfect as they can be in a first draft). But I’ve discovered that if I head to a coffee shop, or my studio, I seem to get more done lately. Which is why I love that I have a group of writers/artists that are willing to get together with me every Sunday at Gibson’s Bookstore in Concord and write. If you’re in the area and want to join us, feel free. I get so much done.

 

Like today. I got 4454 words written in about 5 hours, which is excellent for me. Also, Gibson’s has an amazing coffee/tea bar, and the baristas are the best. I wish I could work here every day.

 

I’m making progress on Winter’s Secrets, and it WILL be launched at Balticon. In paperback and ebook. I’m also starting to make the outline for Advent #6 (wow, I can’t believe this will be the 6th year of this!) and the first full season of Pendragon. And I have to finish Resonant Frequencies. There’s so much to do, and only a finite amount of time.

 

But I’m doing it. This year is my year.