For some reason, I'm feeling particularly excited about October this year. I do love Halloween, but I don't usually feel this level of excitement for it. Maybe it's because for the first time in my life, I'm in my own house and I can decorate it however I want to (this is going to be... Continue Reading →
2020 Submission Challenge Halfway Update
Okay we're just over halfway through September so time to see how I'm dong with my self-motivated challenge of doing 30 short story submissions in 30 days. Answer: it's going quite well. It's day 17 and I've submitted 12 stories a total of 19 times. I've received 7 rejections, 3 of which have been personalized.... Continue Reading →
December Postmortem
I set myself some difficult goals for December (difficult for me, at least, being the super introvert that I am). Let's see how that all went down, shall we? How'd I Do? Not great, at a summary, but let's break it down, shall we. 1.) Banjo. I haven't done as well with my banjo as... Continue Reading →
November Postmortem
Welp, it's that time again, where I make one post to write about all the things I did but failed to blog about. November was busy. I went to a con, I organized my desk (this is a huge deal, y'all), I actually finished - like washed, dried, folded, and put away - all my... Continue Reading →
April Postmortem
Continuing my new tradition of keeping track of my goals from month to month (we'll see how long I can keep this up), it's time to see how April went and what my plans for May are. Before I get down into the nitty-gritty, I know that I didn't achieve as much as I did... Continue Reading →
March in Review
At the start of this month, I wrote a post outlining my writing goals. Now that March is over I'd like to examine how well I did considering that I was dealing with a wrist injury and to outline my April goals. So, How'd I Do? 1.) My first priority was completing the first draft of... Continue Reading →
Set Those Goals!
When I was about nine or ten, I read a picture book illustrating the entirety of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem "There Was a Little Girl" or as I always think of it "The Girl with the Curl in the Middle of Her Forehead." For some reason, that poem, especially the first stanza, has always stuck with me.