With September Almost Gone…
I’ve been a bad girl, I admit. I haven’t written much in the past few weeks, due to practicing English through exercises, diving back into some needed artwork, and trying to prepare for college as best as I could. Now is the week I’m finally settling down in my broom cupboard in S, and there are still so many things to worry about that, even though I had sworn to myself that I’d go on working on WoS in the next days, I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to churn down. But I’m getting there. Oh, yes, I’m getting there.
College is a mess, as expected. Of course, getting listed for my classes was to clash with my work schedule. Of course, half the people I talk to send me to other people, who in turn send me to offices that are open only on mornings (or on afternoons; or on some days of the week only). Of course, I need my student card for too many things right now, when I only receive it on Thursday. It’s all good, though. As said, it was expected, and the brain manages to retain its zen attitude for the moment.
On the good side of things, people at work were oddly understanding. As long as I do my job, they don’t care if I work my hours in the mornings, in the evenings, or on Saturdays at 4 am. That’s all good with me. I just wish I had my own laptop back, since the one I’m on now is too old to run all my software properly. Ah, and I also have an internet connection. Which means no sneaky updates from cyber-cafés here and there.
I definitely want to post here more again, if only to share the latest news (I’m doing NaNoWriMo again this year; I want to test how much not having a life and being busy 24/7 will make me more productive). Maybe I’ll even have nice bits learned during classes to share, who knows.
For the moment, I’m about to head to the office for the afternoon, so I need to put an end to this post. More to come soon. I hope!
I’m considering working on two novel projects this year. Well, this is maybe not a good way of presenting it, but the idea I wanted to keep for the next NaNoWriMo, if I take part, I won’t be able to hold it off for very long, since I feel so much like giving it life as well. And truth be told, don’t we write for the sheer pleasure of the act, after all? I know it’s about doing it seriously if we really want to become published authors someday. However, in my eyes, our writing must also remain something interesting and enjoyable–a sort of a reward. Else, what would be the interest to want to become an author?