January 15th, 2004


It's been a while

Have I forgotten how to update this thing?


Been working hard. Lots of things going on. Life happens, and I move along with it, sometimes merrily, and sometimes with great, heavy steps.

Parenting has become interesting this year -- the older son is 9 going on 40, and is apparently hitting his stride. I don't remember the Duke TIP program getting into the act when I was in 4th grade; seems more like 7th or 8th in the depths of my childhood memories. I'm simultaneously impressed with his accomplishments and scared they might be pressuring him to deliver too much at such a young age.

But it's not the school stuff I'm going to remember about this period in our lives, 20 years from now. The couch time is what will stay with me. It's been a true joy to watch him discover the worlds that are out there in books...We've been reading through the wonderful Anne McCaffrey collection the lovely justhuman let me practically steal from her (not to mention some gorgeous prints of the dragonriders!), and it's just plain fun listening to his sheer delight in the stories. I've never been one to enjoy being read to, but this is just nice. Little bit is starting to read, too. He likes those 'Little Critter' books a lot, but he loves Dr. Seuss the best. I'm not real hot for these "Bionicles" mini-novels that he likes me to read to him, but a book's a book, right?

Work? I'm working my butt right off (god, I hope that's literally true, as well as figuratively! I know my exercise has skyrocketed). Managing thirty people single-handedly is as big a challenge as I've ever taken on, I think. But I honestly enjoy what I'm doing. Can't remember the last time I felt that way about work.

Other projects? Well, WriterCon, as you are probably all tired of hearing by now, is going along gangbusters. I am so excited I cannot stand the idea that it's another 7 months! Lots of work there, I guess, but it's sooooo going to be worth it. We're going to go the Sunday pre-con for a grownups only vacation, then I'm packing the hubby off on Weds. afternoon to come home and leave me on my own during the actual event. Bottom line was I didn't want to share everybody with him! I don't think I'll end up regretting it...

The other big project is still nameless here, but I'll dub it the Patience Project so there's a way to talk about it here without getting in big trouble. I'm really being tested this year in being patient with people and processes in order to get what I want. It works, I know it does. But it's so *hard* not to be the pushy, demanding person I really am, even in the name of accomplishing something important. Wish me patience points, okay? I'm going to need them.

And I think that leaves writing to talk about. There's the partially done novel from nanowrimo still hanging about. I'm adding to it again, in little doses here and there. Decided that it would be better to finish it straight through before trying to edit or rewrite. It's going to end up being close to twice as long as it should be, as a result of the shifts and changes and utter garbage that came from November, but the writing is both harder and smoother now that I'm working on it without the deadline pressure.

And there's the Gilesficathon. I've got huge performance anxiety about this one, and can't seem to settle on a storyline. I don't know anything about the person I'm to write for, and sincerely hope I don't disappoint. On the one hand, the writing of said person checks out to be fairly serious dramatic work. And I've always wanted to try my hand at a sequence of events inserted into the cracks of Lover's Walk/The Wish/Dopplegangland. But on the other hand, I have these images of Giles and Xander (no, the person did not request that pairing!!) yucking it up in lovely Rat Pack suits somewhere along the line. I don't do humor well, but it's the strongest image I've had in a long, long while.

Sigh. Good thing there are still another two full weeks to go!

I'm sorry for being gone so long. I'd promise not to do it again, but you *know* it would be a lie.

hugs to those who need them, chocolate for everybody, and a good stiff shot of whiskey for anybody who wants it...