emerging after the novel
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aamcnamaraOkay, first of all, Thanks!, everyone who commented on my last post. I have been feeling all warm and fuzzy inside for the last couple of days now. In the post-novel state that I am in, it is nice to see a bunch of people being happy for me.
It feels strange posting without a novel progress meter now.
Tasks completed in the past couple of days: a birthday party was had, two more were attended, I read several books, hung out with friends, read some stories for Ideomancer, started a spreadsheet for a library catalog of all my books and another one for all the books I have out from the library, and logged all the books I have at the house I'm currently at. (One of the uses of this spreadsheet will be to determine which books I am taking with me to college and which are staying at home, and which home they are staying at. Yay, divorced parents! Another use is that I have once again run out of shelf space and have started piles of books--on my desk, on top of the bookcase...)
Yet I still feel directionless and lost. On Friday evening I was hanging out with my friends. We watched a movie and then we were just sitting around chatting, and I thought to myself, Ugh, I shouldn't stay out this late. I'm going to go home and then I'll have to write and I'll be unhappy in the morning.
And then I thought, Alena. You finished your novel. You don't have to write when you get home. Which was a saddening thought, somehow.
So my goal for the rest of today is--well--number one, move houses this evening. But number two is getting out of the house to sit somewhere and see if any short stories decide to pop their heads out to see what the weather's like.
It feels strange posting without a novel progress meter now.
Tasks completed in the past couple of days: a birthday party was had, two more were attended, I read several books, hung out with friends, read some stories for Ideomancer, started a spreadsheet for a library catalog of all my books and another one for all the books I have out from the library, and logged all the books I have at the house I'm currently at. (One of the uses of this spreadsheet will be to determine which books I am taking with me to college and which are staying at home, and which home they are staying at. Yay, divorced parents! Another use is that I have once again run out of shelf space and have started piles of books--on my desk, on top of the bookcase...)
Yet I still feel directionless and lost. On Friday evening I was hanging out with my friends. We watched a movie and then we were just sitting around chatting, and I thought to myself, Ugh, I shouldn't stay out this late. I'm going to go home and then I'll have to write and I'll be unhappy in the morning.
And then I thought, Alena. You finished your novel. You don't have to write when you get home. Which was a saddening thought, somehow.
So my goal for the rest of today is--well--number one, move houses this evening. But number two is getting out of the house to sit somewhere and see if any short stories decide to pop their heads out to see what the weather's like.
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Date: 2009-07-27 01:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-28 12:43 am (UTC)It's enough to make a girl want to come up with another idea for a novel.