Dreaming of Unicorns and Rainbows
The weekend is almost here. Hooray! I have nothing planned for this weekend. Double hooray!
Lately almost every weekend has involved some little outing or another. They've all been a lot of fun, but they sure cut into my sleeping time. During weekdays I typically get between five-six hours of sleep, so when the weekend comes I like to go into a short little coma. Ten hours a night then is very, very good.
I've been getting even less sleep lately since traffic has gotten worse and so I have to get up even earlier. Go to bed earlier, you say? But I want my ME time. Most days I get home from work, take a ten minute nap, then head back out to teach, go to band, or ride some horsies. Then I get back home and want to write, read, role-play, and hit things with my virtual sword. Oh, and I like to eat dinner somewhere in there too. Dinner is good for me.
Not that I'm whining. Well, I am, but I wouldn't want to give any of these activities up. I just miss my sleep sometimes. We'll be reunited this weekend though. It's going to be good times.
In other news! I wrote above that I like to ride some horsies. That's right. After many years of no horsie lessons, I've started taking them again. I have to start back at the beginning since it has been so long, but that's okay. The instructor already lets me get the horse out of its stall and saddle it up on my own, though he watches and reminds me of things like how putting the bridle on upside down probably isn't a smart idea. Neither is leaving the saddle on once you've taken off everything holding it in place.
Of course, this horse doesn't mind my mistakes too much. I think he has seen every n00b riding mistake known to man. And woman. He just looks at me with these bored eyes that let me know he's oh so smarter than me, the fool who keeps forgetting at least one of the billions of straps. Or who can't remember to always sit up and lean forward since she's so busy staring at her hands or trying to keep her feet level. At night I think the horse laughs about me to all his horse buddies.
That's about all that's wassup with me right now, except that I sent out three query letters regarding Death to Life yesterday. I'm still optimistic enough right now to convince myself that at least one will ask for a partial. In another week I'll be telling myself that they're using the papers I sent them to teach their children to make paper airplanes. In a week after that I'll have probably heard back from them, for better or worse.
Oh, I made an excel spreadsheet! I'm just throwing this in here because it made me feel happy and organized. This spreadsheet is where I will record where I've sent each novel, when I've sent it, and what the reply was. This way I can send out fifty or more letters and not be confused about where I've already sent and whether or not I'm still waiting on something. And I'll have a ready-made list for when Piper's Debt is ready to be sent out. How exciting!
That's really all that's wassup with me. Enjoy your weekends! Visit your sleeps as well! My sleeps says, "Hi."
Lately almost every weekend has involved some little outing or another. They've all been a lot of fun, but they sure cut into my sleeping time. During weekdays I typically get between five-six hours of sleep, so when the weekend comes I like to go into a short little coma. Ten hours a night then is very, very good.
I've been getting even less sleep lately since traffic has gotten worse and so I have to get up even earlier. Go to bed earlier, you say? But I want my ME time. Most days I get home from work, take a ten minute nap, then head back out to teach, go to band, or ride some horsies. Then I get back home and want to write, read, role-play, and hit things with my virtual sword. Oh, and I like to eat dinner somewhere in there too. Dinner is good for me.
Not that I'm whining. Well, I am, but I wouldn't want to give any of these activities up. I just miss my sleep sometimes. We'll be reunited this weekend though. It's going to be good times.
In other news! I wrote above that I like to ride some horsies. That's right. After many years of no horsie lessons, I've started taking them again. I have to start back at the beginning since it has been so long, but that's okay. The instructor already lets me get the horse out of its stall and saddle it up on my own, though he watches and reminds me of things like how putting the bridle on upside down probably isn't a smart idea. Neither is leaving the saddle on once you've taken off everything holding it in place.
Of course, this horse doesn't mind my mistakes too much. I think he has seen every n00b riding mistake known to man. And woman. He just looks at me with these bored eyes that let me know he's oh so smarter than me, the fool who keeps forgetting at least one of the billions of straps. Or who can't remember to always sit up and lean forward since she's so busy staring at her hands or trying to keep her feet level. At night I think the horse laughs about me to all his horse buddies.
That's about all that's wassup with me right now, except that I sent out three query letters regarding Death to Life yesterday. I'm still optimistic enough right now to convince myself that at least one will ask for a partial. In another week I'll be telling myself that they're using the papers I sent them to teach their children to make paper airplanes. In a week after that I'll have probably heard back from them, for better or worse.
Oh, I made an excel spreadsheet! I'm just throwing this in here because it made me feel happy and organized. This spreadsheet is where I will record where I've sent each novel, when I've sent it, and what the reply was. This way I can send out fifty or more letters and not be confused about where I've already sent and whether or not I'm still waiting on something. And I'll have a ready-made list for when Piper's Debt is ready to be sent out. How exciting!
That's really all that's wassup with me. Enjoy your weekends! Visit your sleeps as well! My sleeps says, "Hi."


1 Comments:
Yay for organization, and good luck!
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