Here’s the score at the end of the sixth inning: 1 temporary job (for the nonce), 1 face-to-face interview from yesterday’s phone interview and still waiting to hear on the 1099 job in Twinsburg. Looks like the other job is a strikeout, since I should have heard today and I didn’t.
I was listening to a Glen Campbell ‘greatest hits’. I like the music, but I’m finding it a little depressing. I regret the time and chances I wasted in the past and this music, which is a big part of my childhood and adolescence, brings all that back vividly. It bothers me a little; I don’t recall being so hung up on the past before and I wonder what triggered this. Although I have a good idea, I can’t be completely sure.
I have half a FridayFlash done, or a little more, and after reading it, I think I’ll hold off for a little while on this one and work on another one I started and couldn’t get anywhere with.
But Dr. Wicked’s site did prompt more than half of a new Combat! story which I think I’ll print out and take with me to my new job to work on at breaks and at lunch.
Onward and upward! At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
Well, I have posted two more stories on my website. They’re here and here. The first one (warning: canon character death) is a straight squad story. The second is the continuation of the story I started a couple of weeks ago. Hope you like them.
I have two more stories substantially completed, and am working on finishing them, although I imagine it will be at least another week before either is to beta state. Plus, I need to keep working on the other part or parts of “Here Endeth the Lesson”. I have at least two readers who can’t wait to read the rest and that’s such a boost. I feel a little silly admitting that, but it’s true.
Then I’ve got three other stories that are at slightly better than idea stage. One in particular is going to require some research and I initially thought my whole timeline for the GA universe was going to require some rethinking, but what I found the other day says I’m probably okay. Whoopee! This is the best part of my life, writing!
Wish I could embed this, but the trailer for Harry Potter 7 (Deathly Hallows, Part 1) is here. It looks awesome, but so did the trailer for Half Blood Prince and I probably liked that movie least of the six that have been released so far. Hope this is better — it would be sad if the series went out on a whimper, rather than a bang.
Once it’s done, it would be neat to see a montage of Dan, Rupert and Emma – kind of like the one they used in the trailer for Goblet of Fire, where you see them grow up. I can’t, offhand, think of another group of movie characters who have grown up on the screen like these three (and their fellow Hogwarts alumni) but if there is one, I’m sure one of you will let me know! 🙂
I have the first part of a new story, Here Endeth the Lesson, up on the website. You can find it here. Love to know what you think of it.
On the Sansa: “Lacassine Special”, Cajun de la Ruston
And smaller, too! I was in the Group Groove class on Saturday and I kept having to pull up my sweatpants because the waist was too loose … that’s a nice feeling.
So I did measurements and am down (for the first time, really) in the waist area — for a total of six inches, according to the tracker on RealAge! Yippee! This also means I am down another pants size, five total.
I’ve been eating “raw” oatmeal (which is essentially granola without all the extra garbage) every morning, with almond milk and a scoop of blueberry whey protein. I’d been eating instant oatmeal before, but Tony, who is one of the trainers at Fitworks says that’s not good for you. So I switched to Mother’s rolled oats and I will say that whatever it does for me from a weight loss standpoint directly, it is also VERY filling and I don’t find myself craving stuff. Tom Venuto and Rob Cooper, the Former Fat Guy also both advocate “real” oatmeal, so I may even try substituting it for my afternoon snack.
I’ve had mixed success in changing out my eating. The bread is getting to be less of a problem, but suddenly, sugar, which I thought I had managed to mostly kill my cravings for, is making a comeback. I’m still fighting, but some days are easier than others.
In other news, I found my quote. It was in Harpo Marx’s autobiography (in case you don’t read comments) and was in a letter from Thornton Wilder to Alexander Woollcott. The exact quote reads:
“Nothing so lifts a soldier’s morale as getting a letter from home, and nothing so depresses him as reading it.”
So that’s the basis for my story and after this Sunday, I’ll get to work on it. 😀
Congratulations to Anamika Veeramani, the NE Ohio student who won the National Spelling Bee. She managed what the Browns, Cavs and Indians haven’t managed since I was 3 years old — she brought a National Championship to Cleveland. Let’s hope they don’t trade her to Denver for some kid who can’t read. (Thanks, Drew Carey) That is, after all, the “Cleveland way”, and much scarier than the “Chicago Way”.
I’m so sick about the BP thing I almost can’t bear to think about it any more. Where have all the intelligent, competent people gone who could fix this mess?
Starting another story. This time, it’s a squad story — I have another one, but it’s going to be so long at this point that I think I’ll write it in chapters and I can’t post any of it until I get it all blocked out. So I’m going to do this one for now. Can anyone help me find a quote (and the source thereof) that runs, roughly: “Nothing so raises the spirits of a soldier as getting a letter from home and nothing so depresses him as reading it”? I thought it was Thornton Wilder, but unless I’ve really screwed up my search, I tried Googling it and — nothing.
And now I’m heading back home to sleep. I did the Group Groove class today, along with a 10-minute treadmill warm-up, 100 crunches on the weighted bench and some wood-chops and I’m so tired …
Well, it’s that time of the year again … when I sit at work looking out at a beautiful day and wonder “Okay, WHY am I sitting here looking at this through a window?”
I don’t particularly want to be a responsible adult when this mood strikes. I have to; I’m the one who brings home the paycheck. But I want to be outside, maybe in a Metropark, walking or fishing or doing something that doesn’t involve a computer and a desk.
One day, maybe I’ll get to fulfill this fantasy I have of walking into my boss’s office two weeks before Memorial Day and saying “I’m taking a leave of absence. See you the day after Labor Day!”, waving cheerily and walking out.
Of course, that will never happen. I don’t play the Lottery, and I have no expectations of a legacy, no hidden elderly relatives like those in an L. M. Montgomery short story who pop up and “My child, I was a great friend of your Mother/Father/Great-Aunt Maude (pick one or all) and I have no other relatives, so I will be leaving you all the money I made mining gold in Australia!” Too bad. I’d like that. 😀
I am more aware than ever of the passage of time, and I regret the lost opportunities. But until that unknown person shows up and leaves me all their money, I guess I’ll just have to go on getting hit with Spring Fever once a year.
Oh, almost forgot … in case I haven’t already lambasted you in one of my other notifications, new story on the website here.
On the Sansa: “It’s For You”, Three Dog Night
I thought it was appropriate that my title was from a song by Bread, since it applies to … bread.
I know I’ve had trouble with cravings for sweets; I thought that was the hardest thing I had to deal with when it came to changing my eating habits. But that’s an airy nothing compared to not eating bread (or any white flour thing)! And I compounded the problem by getting my husband (who isn’t doing the same diet I am) a loaf of a potato bread we both really like. Now I’ll have to sit there and smell it while he’s indulging himself.
Also, doing more veg and fruit. My aim is 5-10 servings combined of those. Not giving up dairy, just moderating it and also not going vegan. Just avoiding the (non-milk) white stuff: sugar, white flour, white rice, etc. I have oatmeal for breakfast with a scoop of blueberry whey powder. I may have to have more oatmeal, because the whey, while not bad, is a little overbearing.
I’m also going to try something I see called EDT. It’s a 3-day a week weight training method; short, intense weight training (15 minutes to do 2 exercises, with a 2 minute break between, 3 groups of 15 minutes). Then you do cardio on your “days off”. I’m interested in seeing how/if it works. I need to try different things anyway, and if I’m not seeing changes in 2-3 weeks, I’ll try something else.
I’m within a page or so of a first draft of a story called “Short Journey, Long Step”. It’s a GA universe story and fits between “First Hello, Last Goodbye” and “After the Fall”. I’m telling the story of Paul/Caje’s last home visit before decamping for Europe and trying to reconcile with Denis before he goes. It’s being told from the viewpoints of Annette, Denis and Paul. It’s also my way of reconciling having sent Paul and T’eo off on the bus, when I knew Paul, at least, was seen off my his folks on the train (“High Named Today”). I like it so far and in run-throughs on my way to the part where I’m actually writing, I’ve trimmed back some of the sentiment and melodrama. Gotta remember that the Alan Alda sensitive-guy archetype was not part of the mainstream back in 1943! 🙂
My Canadiens playoff “shrine” at work …
Vive Le Bleu-Blanc-Rouge!
On Rhapsody: “I’ve Been Thinking About You”, by Londonbeat