Archive for September, 2011

Grouchy McGrumpypants

Tuesday, September 27th, 2011

I am irritable as of late, somewhat inexplicably so. Most likely the underlying cause of my malaise is a combination of several factors, not the least of which is rather severe tiredness. (Not exhaustion; that’s something different entirely. I’m just pooped, dudes.)

Some of you will likely know that the Good Husband was away for work about a week and a half, during which time I functioned as sole parental unit (including titles of cook, maid and taxi driver). It was work enough to feed and clothe three offspring, let alone keep the house spic-and-span. As a result, it looks like a tornado has ripped through here. Simply looking at the mess makes me feel even more tired.

On top of that, there was nary a lick of writing or creative work done. By the time all kidlets were shuttled off to their respective beds, I could barely string a half-dozen words together into a coherent sentence. Reading to relax and trying to get some sleep became paramount.

So let’s just say that disappointment combined with regret and guilt have all resulted in a good ol’ case of frustration. So I’m grumpy. And short-tempered. Annoyed, even. At this rate, I’ll get nothing creative done until Ms. Junior Peanut goes off to Junior Kindergarten — three years from now. That thought just makes my chest hurt.

I’m too discombobulated to really think calmly about all of this and figure out how to get on track and move forward, instead of just around and around on the hamster wheel. I probably need more sleep, at least.

And perhaps extra fiber. :P

What Day Is It?

Sunday, September 18th, 2011

No time to post, Gentle Readers — I am single-parenting for 11 days as B.E. is gallivanting all over Asia. (Asia? I think… And yes, it’s for work.)

So. In the meantime, I am shepherding an almost-fifteen-month-old, an almost-ten-year-old, and a fifteen-year-old all over town to various activities. Well, the fifteen-month-old doesn’t have activities, but she comes along for the ride. Oh, and also running the household myself. Suffice it to say, things are a tad crazy-busy around here. But hey, it’s life, and it’s (mostly) fun. I shall return when there is more of that elusive “time” thing floating around. (If you see any, send it my way, ‘k?)

Hope you’re enjoying lovely autumn weather wherever you are!

Scheming And Plotting

Sunday, September 11th, 2011

You’ll be shocked to read, Gentle Readers, that I did some creative writing work today. W00T! Who knew?

I’m stuck on a current WIP and actually took a more mercenary approach than I usually do, thanks to advice from this novel writing help website. It prompted me with a few questions, and I jotted some notes down. I felt pretty good doing it, too. I may just try the same route on the next things in the pipeline.

I know, I know. Same old, same old. You’re doing your best Tom Cruise imitation, jumping up and down shouting, “Show me the booook! Show me the boooooooook!” Believe me, I want a triumphant return to the publishing world even more than you do. I’m doing some work this week. Honest and for true, cross my heart and hope to croak.

I did learn about something called “chunk writing” which might be very helpful. It’s about sitting in one’s chair and writing until you reach 750 words. It doesn’t matter how long this takes you, you just can’t get up or stop until you reach that number. At this point, you’re allowed to take a break. Then you do it again. Ideally, if you can do it three times in one day, you’ll hit at least 2250 words. That’s pretty damned good for one day’s work. And I think it’s a reasonable way of tricking your brain. The number 2250 looks horribly daunting and frankly impossible. Seven-fifty, on the other hand, is totally possible.

I dunno. Maybe one of these days I’ll come up with a method that really, truly works. Until then, that Giller or Booker Prize nomination is a complete and total pipe dream, and nowhere near an achievable goal. :P

Reading, Writing And ‘Rithmetic

Monday, September 5th, 2011

Tuesday morning is back to school for us in this part of Northern Canuckland, and I know I’m ready for it. Thankfully, so is the Offspring. She’s quite excited about seeing her friends again, and I think she’s ready for the challenge of learning and homework.

Our temperature really dipped here today, so it felt like autumn. So much so that I had long sleeves and long pants on. Brr! At least the weather is supposed to warm back up this week, so it won’t be *quite* jackets and socks time yet!

I think I like autumn the best. Thick sweaters, crunchy leaves, crisp air, the scent of woodsmoke, warm apple pie. Mmm. While spring is also nice, it does tend to be wet and muddy. Summer is great, but I hate bugs and can’t handle humidity. And we’re not even going to talk about winter. Yuck.

September feels more to me like a time of “starting fresh” than January does, frankly. New school years, new routines, new extracurricular activities and classes. Things get busy again, but it’s a good busy, don’t you think? Of course, pretty soon we’ll be thinking about Christmas (eek!) — or, at least, I will, because I want to make a bunch of my gifts this year, so I’ll need to figure out who’s getting what and get cracking. (Yeehaw!)

Anyway. I suppose this is me feeling somewhat nostalgic or somethin’. All this to say that I really like this time of year. It’s goal-setting time, and time for new stuff to happen. So here goes nothin’, huh? :) For those of you heading back to those hallowed halls of learning, good luck! And for those parents who aren’t — congrats on surviving another summer!! ;)

It’s The Final Countdown

Friday, September 2nd, 2011

Now that I’ve put the song in your head (no, no…you don’t have to thank me!) it’s time to look at the calendar.

Do you know what day it is? Yup, September second. Or, it was yesterday, if you’re reading this in the morning… For us here in Northern Canuckland, it means school is starting in four days. FOUR! I know some of you lucky SOBs already have the kids off to their great institutions of learning — and congrats to you — but I knew our time was coming. And it’s finally here!

Thankfully, the Offspring is actually excited about going back. I think we finally hit the boredom threshold a couple of weeks back, so the timing here is pretty darned good. Honestly, I can’t wait for a quiet house. I’ve got so many things I want to do around here…I wonder if I could convince the Mater to take Ms. Junior Peanut for part/some of a day during the week, just so I could have a few straight hours of time.

Hm. I really don’t want to take advantage. But I do want to get things done around here. Decisions, decisions.

In some ways things are going to be even more chaotic than they have been. School is starting, yes, and so are all the extra-curricular activities. I’ll be hanging a “Mom’s Taxi” sign on the car before long. I’m looking forward to my own fun stuff, too. Really, so many things to do — not nearly enough time! I still haven’t figured out the best time-management strategy. I’ve got to figure something out this year. Something has to be done differently. I just don’t know what.

So many good intentions. What’s that about the road to hell…? Oy.