It’s ocurred to me that I’ve posted several times about things I’m dissatisfied with — not journaling frequently, not celebrating all the Sabbats, etc. There’s really nothing wrong with that. It’ll happen from time to time. But I want to take a moment to celebrate all the things I am really, really pleased with — and there are many. I think it’s important for me to mention the good things too. 🙂

  • In the past two months, I’ve gotten a lot of knitting done. I’m most of the way finished a blanket that I started a year and a half ago. I’m almost at the end of the third, and last panel. Then I just have to stitch them together and do some touch-up work and it’ll be done!
  • I have AWESOME family and pretty good friends.  I’m especially extra grateful  for my Mom, my grandmother, my Dad, Phire, SJ, and our pets.
  • My Mom’s cat, who was very ill seems like she’s going to be okay.
  • My Grandmother bought me chocolate and hair clips. She collects her easy open medicine bottles and her spare food storage containers and gives them to us. She’s also bought me clothes recently.
  • My Dad drives us to run errands at least once a month most months and drives me to doctor’s appointments frequently. He bought us sunflowers, bottled water, and decaf coffee, and he bought me clothes recently.
  • My Mom is kind and willing to go to bat for me. She bought stuff for me to use in Florida (I didn’t go — long story) and is sending it hear.
  • Phire and SJ are incredibly sympathetic and kind, and they go above and beyond looking after me when I need it (which I sadly do sometimes these days).
  • Our pets are amazing, friendly, playful, cuddly, and caring.
  • I LOVE or beautiful house and property.
  • Phire and I planted the sunflowers my Dad gave us yesterday (with phone assistance from my Mom — the Master Gardener).
  • I tied back the Rose of Sharon that has been blocking the side of the house. I think it’ll need a more permanent solution (the stakes and twine are pretty weak), but it’s done!
  • Phire and I also trimmed the front hedges, at least somewhat.
  • Phire and his friends collected someones junked pickup truck bed cab. We’re going to repurpose it to give the feral cats someplace to shelter in the winter. He and I moved it across the backyard.
  • I applied to college in April. Sadly, I didn’t get in, so
  • I’m applying to a second college now! Phire helped me with getting stuff together for it.
  • SJ ran to the store today to get food for us and he cooks awesome meals for me.
  • I got my first shot of Prolia for osteoporosis treatment yesterday. While it was a really rough day, and I’ve had some minor side effects, so far, so good!
  • I’ve been reading good books lately, and a lot of them.
  • I updated, edited, and added to my blogs yesterday, making major headway in a huge overhaul of them.
  • CampNaNoWriMo July has begun! 🙂
  • I think I blogged more in the last 24 hours than I have in the last two months. 😉
  • I have SO MUCH more energy than I used to on most days, at least for now.
  • I’m also generally healthier than I’ve been since I got sick.
  • Last week, I washed all the dishes in the house. ALL of them. Trust me — that’s no mean feat. And I pulled it off!
  • Phire rearranged the living room and it looks better that way.
  • I’m largely more productive than I’ve been able to be for years.
  • I can exercise a little sometimes now.
  • And then there are the million and one other things I’m grateful for — love, food, a roof over my head, running water, electricity, air conditioning, drinking water, internet, cell phones, books, journals, as much of my health, mental acuity, emotional well-being, and mobility as I have, my Gods, Ancestors, the faeries, my guides, and for happiness, and beauty, and so many, many other things. 🙂

I’m sure there are other things I forgot to mention.


And — they’re off! Sort of…

Today is the first day of July’s CampNaNoWriMo. Actually, yesterday was because I’m writing this in the early morning hours of July 2nd in the Eastern Timezone. But since I haven’t gone to sleep yet, I’m calling it today. At one point, I still thought I’d get my word count goal in for the day. Now I’m kinda doubtful. But I’ll see. I’m still super excited though, because I’ve been looking forward to this, I completed the last CampNaNoWriMo, and I still have plenty of time. I also think it’s totally understandable that I didn’t get started yet, because I got SO MUCH else done today. Yesterday. Whatever. Anyway, I’m blogging partially because they’re been things I wanted to say, and partially because I feel like I might not get a lot of blogging done during CampNaNoWriMo (and  know I’ve been too busy and otherwise occupied to blog a lot during the last couple of months). But looking back, it seems like I actually blogged a lot more frequently than I usually do these years during the last CampNaNoWriMo. So who knows how much I’ll blog during the next month and in the future after that?

Anyway, we’re off! Good luck to everyone participating, and congratulations attempting what I know is a mammoth undertaking for most folks (myself included). If you’re writing for it this month, may you pen, type, or dictate lots and lots of words! For those who aren’t enjoy watching the ride! 🙂

Once More Into the Breach

Well, hopefully more than once more. I’ve been lax about blogging lately. I figure I’d better get to it now because, as busy as I’ve been, things are about to get even busier.

None of this is helped by my sleep schedule being all over the place. That’s not good for me in general, but it’s really not good for Addison’s Disease.

I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow that has been rescheduled multiple times due to complications. I’m getting a shot of medication to treat osteoporosis.

In two days, July’s CampNaNoWriMo starts. Since I finished the last one, I’m hopeful that I can with this one too. I’ll work on the same novel I’ve been working on and I’m hopeful that I’ll complete this one too. I set it up almost as soon as I could and I’m aiming for at least 10,000 words again. Last time, I cut it close, but I only actually wrote for it for nine days out of April and I still finished on time. It was a first for me meeting my word count goal for it, so we’ll see if I can do it again.

Phire’s and my anniversary is in July as well. A friend of ours is moving on the same day, so we’re going to try to help him move — provided all hell doesn’t break loose. Fortunately, he’s only moving within the same building, which should make life a lot easier.

I should also attempt to make and go to more doctors in July — we’ll see how that goes. And utilities and bills need to get dealt with.

I’m planning on applying to college in July as well. I mentioned here that I applied to Berklee College of Music. Unfortunately, I didn’t get in. I will try again someday. In the meantime, I’m applying to another college I’d really like to go to that has rolling admissions. Hopefully, I’ll get in and if I do, I’ll be even busier.

I’d also like to go to my old hometown before the season ends. I want to spend some time there and I’d like to restock my Pagan supplies at a store there that is mostly a hippie type place, but also slightly New Age. They don’t have all the supplies I could want, but they do carry candles, incense, sage bundles, and big tapestry/sarong things with Pagan designs on them that I use for outdoor altars. Unfortunately, the store is only opened during the summer.

I haven’t celebrated my last two Sabbats. I’m really dissapointed about that. I’m hopeful that I can still celebrate Midsummer — ablbeit late. There was a different ritual that I wanted to use to celebrate Beltaine, but I never got around to it. I don’t usally have spoons to do Sabbat rituals without assistance anymore, and finding a time when Phire or SJ have the time and energy at the same time that I do is difficult sometimes. It’s been even more difficult lately.

I was supposed to visit family in Florida, but wound up not going. The airport was a disaster that I just don’t feel like writing about right now.

I haven’t been journaling much lately, either.

While I’ve done some other stuff (like read), I’ve been doing a lot of other stuff lately. I finished the two non-credit courses online that I was taking. I got good grades in one (84%) and great grades in another (98.2%). I’m really pleased and proud of myself. I wouldn’t have done as well as I did, though, if SJ hadn’t helped me a lot.

I got a decent amount of housework done, but there is still more to do.

I think that’s about it for now. I’ll try to post more often, but no promises. It depends on what I can do and when, and on how much “real life” stuff takes precedence.

Another CampNaNoWriMo Update

I went from the seventh to the twentieth without doing any writing for CampNaNoWriMo. Fortunately, it’s not as bad as it sounds, since I had a good amount of buffer days built up when I stopped writing. Unfortunately, I had about a week of spare days racked up and then proceeded to stop writing for two weeks.

I wrote again today. One thousand, eight hundred and some words, if I recall — my biggest writing day so far. Of course, I didn’t do much else today.

I’m at slightly over six thousand words today, total, which is about a thousand words over the halfway mark and about one thousand-five hundred under the three quarters of the way mark.

There’s some other stuff too. I practiced bass for at least forty-five minutes last night (though I think it was close to two hours, but I didn’t time it) and at least an hour tonight (again, I’m undershooting). I want to keep better track of the amount of time I practice for.

There’s lots of other stuff I want to write about too, but that’ll have to wait for now.

Mixed feelings about CampNaNoWriMo

I wrote 1,114 words last night, giving me a five day buffer and — I think — a total of 4,187 words for this years CampNaNoWriMo for April so far. That also means that after I get three more days worth of writing done, I’ll be more than halfway there. The closest I’ve ever gotten to completing a CampNaNoWriMo was 8,459 words — also with a 10,000 word goal. But I was working on a bunch of stuff then, as opposed to one manuscript.

So before the BIG goal, I have two little goals to shoot for surpassing: 5,000 words (the halfway mark) and 8,459 words (the farthest I’ve gotten before).

Naturally, I’m ecstatic about all of this. And yet.

I haven’t missed a day of writing completely yet, though I did miss meeting my word count goal for one day (though I more than made up for it), and it’s getting exhausting.

Almost every day I’ve finished my writing after midnight. And by the time I save all of my documents, usually in two formats, back them all up, and update my word count on the CampNaNoWriMo webpage, it’s even later than that.

Lots of stuff is dropping by the wayside. I went several days without calling a family member that I should have called sooner. They didn’t seem to mind, and it worked out okay, but I feel guilty about it.

With the exception of one day, my journal writing has been pretty slim. I only missed one or two days of it, but my entries have been short and I’ve left out a lot of stuff I wanted to write about.

I’ve walked the dog again now that we have a new gentle leader, which a dear friend of ours ordered for us, after she ate part of her old one. But I’ve been letting housework slide. I’m deeply appreciate of Phire, who did a bang up job with a lot of housework and decluttering today.

I haven’t been knitting. I started a blanket last year with needles and yarn donated by family and friends. It’s three panels, and I’m on the last one now, but I haven’t touched that panel since March. Knitting is soothing and meditative for me, and I also try to do it as a devotional act for Brighid.

I’m hoping to give the blanket to my mother, and I was hoping to have it ready in time for her birthday, but that’s unlikely, as her birthday (and Phire’s) is only ten days away.

And I think I mentioned in another post that I’ve barely been reading.

I also haven’t practiced bass for at least a week. SJ and I have a system set up where I try not to go more than three days without practicing — bass, guitar, or vocals, though bass is the main thing. But I just haven’t been managing. I love making music and listening to music. I don’t want to forget what I know, and I want to improve and learn new things, and bass will also qualify for the Bard path in AODA, so that’s upsetting.

I’m doing things like balancing checkbooks, budgeting, and paying bills and dealing with utilities companies today, and I’m just taking a break from that to write this. I was hoping to have all that stuff done in one day, but it’s late enough that it looks like it might stretch into two.

Also, my body has decided that today is a perfect day for me to deal with LOTS of pain, for some random reason, so I’m dealing with that too.

I’ll try to get more adult stuff done and then I’ll see about writing some more for CampNaNoWriMo if I can.

CampNaNoWriMo and Journals

This is what eight years of journals looks like^^

Bear with me if that image doesn’t show, and I’ll try to fix it later. I’m writing this blog post from my phone.

I feel like I’m being a boring blogger. Not only is this supposed to be my general Pagan blog — and I haven’t been writing much about Paagan stuff, but I’m also hardly writing about anything besides CampNaNoWriMo and journaling.

Still, that’s because I’ve hardly been DOING anything else except writing — NaNoWriMo, journal entries, and blog posts. I should be happy, though. And I am happy, because I’m getting those things done.

I did do a little bit with Pagan stuff in March, starting my Ancestor journal and celebrating Ostara AODA style.

Yesterday, I only wrote four hundred and eleven words. Actually, when I stopped for the day, I was literally one one short of my word count goal for the day. That was uber-aggravating. So, I opened my word processor back up and wrote another paragraph or two.

So, I did make my word count goal yesterday, but not by much.

So far, my Easter weekend marathon is about 50/50 — great the first day, not great but acceptable the second. We’ll see what today holds. I haven’t started writing for it yet today because Phire’s computer is broken, so we’re sharing mine until we can afford to get him a new one, which may be some time down the road, but hopefully not. And he’s on it right now.

Yesterday, I DID write seven pages and some change in my journal, finishing that notebook in the process. I am noticing a pattern: the days that I didn’t write in my journal, or didn’t write much in it are the days I got the most written for CampNaNoWriMo and vice versa.

My last journal lasted seven months and I started a new one today.

I’m going to try to get as much written today as possible, because tomorrow, I have to actually go be an adult — call the utilities company, figure out our budget for the month, and pay the bills. Maybe I’ll do some dishes too, but that might be reaching a little high, especially because I’m still hoping to write tomorrow, too. Maybe I can delegate the dishes to Phire or SJ.

I still have three days of buffer, but next Saturday is one of the days that I doubt I’ll be able to right, as my Dad and Grandmother are coming down to take us to run errands, which I deeply appreciate. They usually do that about once a month and it makes our lives a lot easier, since we don’t have a car. And it’s good to get to see them. But we normally go to anywhere from three to seven places on those days, so it takes several hours or all day, and it’s exhausting. Sunday is another day that I’m not sure I’ll be able to write, because these days I usually need at least one day and sometimes more to recover from big errand days.

So I’m going to try to build up additional days of buffer today.

I’ve been reading far less than I normally do in April. But that’s to be expected. I should be careful because I get cranky if I go for too long without reading. But I also get cranky if I go too long without writing.

What I’ve been reading the most of is back issues of The Writer magazine. I have about six months of issues that I hadn’t read. At the time it was an annoyance that I didn’t have the time to read them. But it was only a mild annoyance, because the reason I didn’t have time to read them was because we had just gotten our puppy. We were adjusting to having her in our household and she needed almost constant supervision. Now, that she’s older and better behaved (though she still needs a lot of supervision) I actually have time to read them. And the timing is perfect, because it’s really helping me to concentrate on CampNaNoWriMo and creativity.

If I already wrote some of this stuff, I apologize. Brain fog being a thing, I don’t always remember what I wrote before and I don’t really have the time or energy at the moment to double check.

Phire just handed of the computer to me, so I’m off to go write some more. Wish me luck!

CampNaNoWriMo April 2015 Update Number 1

I don’t know how many of these updates for Campnanowrimo I’ll manage, but here’s a quick one:

I’m working on finishing a fantasy novel I started a few years ago and hadn’t done much with since.

My word count goal for the month is 10,000 words, which won’t finish the novel, but which I think may be manageable. And if I pull it off, it’ll be a lot of progress.

I wrote 1,075 words today.

My total word count so far is: 2,662 words

That means I’m just over a quarter of the way towards making my word count goal.

I wrote seven days worth of words in four days.

I have three days of “buffer” for days when I can’t write.

I made my word count day all but one day so far. It was a Hell of a day. Read my post “Hiss” to find out all about it. (Also, there may be a “Hiss, Part 2 for the day following that one).

Even on the day that I didn’t meet my goal, I still wrote. I didn’t start until after midnight, but I counted it towards the day before since I was still awake and I didn’t want to confuse myself when I wrote for that day after I got some sleep and woke up.

I also only missed my journal writing for one of the four days so far (today). Though my entry on the first was just a small paragraph. But that makes sense. The two days I wrote the least in my journal are also the two days I wrote the most for CampNaNoWriMo — in fact, more than double my word count goal on each day. Over triple it today, and almost triple it on the first day, in fact.

Starting Tuesday, SJ and I have to call utility companies and I have to call a bunch of doctors. Sometime in the next few days, Phire, SJ, and I have to pay the bills.

Also, I know there will be at least two days, and probably at least four days this month that I doubt I’ll be able to write at all, let alone meet my word count goal.

So, bearing that in mind, I’m trying to use today, tomorrow, and Monday to essentially marathon and build as many buffer days as possible.

The next two days I may not get as much done, but I hope so. There’s all the regular stuff, meds, food, etc. Plus, tomorrow I want to call a bunch of family members to wish them a Happy Easter, including a family member who is long overdo for a call from me. So we’ll see.


Oh, yesterday. Why did you do this to me? I got up late. Really late, though it’s been worse before. Admittedly, my getting up late is not yesterday’s fault, not mine.

Then Phire went to sleep.

By the time I finished eating, medicating, et cetera, it was past when I could probably get a hold of the gas company who I have to call. So I pushed it off until tomorrow. Again.

Due to a colossal FUBAR of various people being awake and asleep at different times and a lack of communication, we didn’t find out until evening that our poor dog hadn’t had a single walk all day. She did go out to go to the bathroom plenty, obviously, but no walks. I also did the bad thing and assumed she’d had walks — long ones too. Why did I assume this? Because uncharacteristically, our little tornado of a puppy was not only well behaved for most of the day, she also slept through most of it. So I figured she’d had plenty of exercise.

It turns out I was wrong. She probably slept all day because she wasn’t feeling well. She probably wasn’t feeling well because it turns out she ATE HER HARNESS. Okay, to be fair, she didn’t eat ALL of her harness, nor even most of it. Just most of the buckle that keeps it closed. Sigh.

We still have another harness for her. A “no-pull” harness. Yeah. Right. Though it works better for that than traditional harnesses. But we’d gotten a gentle leader for her, because until she walks better on the leash or until I gain back more muscle, that’s the only way I can safely walk her without risking her getting away from me. And it makes life easier on the guys too, though they don’t NEED to use it. Alas, it was the gentle leader that she ate the buckle to.

In the ensuing chaos of what happened the rest of the day, between evening and nine at night, she STILL didn’t get a walk, but then, as soon as that was realized, Phire took her on a walk and later SJ took her for one right before she went to bed.

Oh, still speaking of the puppy, she got her dinner half and hour late tonight and wound up in her crate for an hour instead of half an hour. She also got crated for the night late because of that. And I feel bad because while we don’t usually crate her except for food and sleep, and she isn’t usually crated for long, today she was in there for an hour for her second meal too while I was taking a bath, and yesterday for over an hour while Phire was asleep and SJ was at the store.

So, ANYWAY, two people came over twice, and one of them came over a third time. I didn’t want to be rude, but I don’t often do well around multiple people, especially people who I don’t know well, and I’d never met one of those people before. The other I know, but not well, despite that he is sometimes over frequently. He’s a little hard for me to deal with at the best of times. He’s loud, and a perpetual stoner, who sometimes does other drugs too. His speech is really disjointed, and he’s pretty narcissistic. He’s sometimes cruel people, though not us, and he’s self-absorbed. I’m not trying to smear the guy, he does plenty of nice things, he’s good with animals, he’s had a hard life, and I think that somewhere in there, he has a good heart. But he’s just really hard for me to be around.

In the middle of all this, it’s the second day of CamNaNoWriMo, and I’m trying to write. Plus, there were three contests I wanted to participate in (only one of which I succeeded at), and I had to call my grandmother to update her about the utilities fiasco and thank her for a card she made me with twenty dollars in it.

So, after a few minutes, the first two times those people came over, I went upstairs. When they left, I came back down, only to find out that they were coming back. Phire got back up right after they showed the first time. The third time, when it was just the one person, the one I know, I hadn’t gone upstairs again yet. And then our friend showed up too. In a fit of pique, I had already threatened to rage quit earlier if he turned up, not really thinking he would. By this point, I STILL hadn’t worked on my novel. I had less than two hours left in the day to write and I was up past my bedtime. Again.

Then, of all things, they set up a game of Magic: the Gathering in our living room, with a foldable card table. Which made the living room an obstacle course. Getting in and out of it is already difficult with the baby gate for the puppy.

I texted my friend, who is also my ex, which is way longer story, to see if he could talk. He called and I told him about my day and caught up with what’s been going on with him.

Partway through that I saw that the cat litter was in dire straits and did what I could of that and asked the guys to do what I couldn’t manage. Then I went upstairs again. After I got off the phone with him, it was almost two in the morning, and I finally got to work on my novel.

Other difficult stuff happened today, but that’s the worst of it.

Really good stuff happened today, too, though.

I had a really nice bath. I got a beautiful, handmade card and twenty dollars from my grandmother. My ex, who I’ll have to come up with a nickname for because he’s still a big part of our lives, ordered another gentle leader for us. I DID write in my journal today, not a long entry, but two pages, compared to yesterday’s paragraph. I had sex with Phire and probably will with SJ before the night is over. My Mom renewed my subscription to The Writer Magazine as a gift to me. Phire is willing to transfer stuff off my phone to clear storage space. And I did get some work done for CamNaNoWriMo. I only wrote 198 words, less than my quota, but I still DID write, and I still have a little bit of a buffer left over from yesterday.

Now, I need to go spend time with SJ, and then I desperately need sleep.

Ancestor Journal

I feel deeply connected to my ancestors and I’ve been wanting to come up with a way to do more ancestor veneration than I do. ADF will help with that, as ancestors are one of the three kindreds, which I really like. But ADF is on the back burner right now, while I mostly focus on AODA.

I have grand visions of creating a wall of photographs of my ancestors and beloved dead, near an altar/shrine, ideally complete with mementos from some of the ancestors and beloved dead that I have things from, and the names of people who I don’t have photos or belongings of. I also would like to do genealogy. But both of those ideas will take a LOT of work and energy, as well as at least some money. And right now, I don’t even have an indoor altar or shrine. There are two shelves that were set aside for such, but they’re in a bad location, and we need them for book storage. I’d also like to honor my ancestors or give them libations one day a month, but even trying to do that for my Gods proved too much for me right now — let alone factoring in ancestors, faeries, animal or nature spirits. So that’s even more on hold.

And I’ve occasionally honored them at Samhain, but that is generally The Morrighan’s day for me, and I just almost never have the energy for two rituals in one day anymore — or even within a few days of each other.

But I did get a couple of new notebooks earlier this month. One has hummingbirds on it, which reminds me of my maternal great-grandmother who loved birds, especially hummingbirds and cardinals.

I’ve wanted to write about by family for a long time, and even more so, now that brain fog is a thing — I don’t want to forget what I know. So that’s what I did.

I started writing down what I know about my family in general, but specifically about my ancestors and beloved dead. I wrote what I know, what I remember, and what I’ve been told. So far, I’ve only written in it once, and I want to be careful. I want to write about my family members who are still alive and more of my memories. But my childhood was messy, and I want to keep the one notebook in the spirit of veneration, though I don’t plan to sugar coat. And I also don’t want it to be memoir per se, though I want to write that as well. As I go farther along, I’ll have to check facts, names, and dates, and relationships with my other family members. But right now, I haven’t even scratched the surface of what I know.

It’s not all I want to do, but writing comes naturally to me, and I love my family. So far, it seems to be a pretty good method for me of honoring my ancestors and beloved dead.

Writing Stuff

I have a draft in progress and another blog post I want to write, both of which deal with more overtly Pagan topics. This one is more about writing.

The April CampNaNoWriMo for 2015 is starting in a few days. I’m going to attempt it again. I’ve tried it several times, and I’ve gotten things written, but I’ve never completed a book length manuscript or a novel during it — nor have I ever met my word count quota. I signed up for it today. I’m going to be working on the main work in progress of three novels I have going right now, and the one I have the most written for right now, I think. My word count goal is ten thousand words, which won’t complete the novel, but I want to shoot for a goal I might reach. That means writing 333.3 words per day, which I think I might be able to manage.

I’m nearing the end of my current “daily” journal. The last one lasted four months, I think, and this one has covered six months so far, and may stretch to seven before I run out of pages. I was writing very irregularly there for several months. I’ve gotten better again this March, but it’s still not every day. I’ll have to restock my supply of Black ‘n’ Red notebooks soon, as I’m on my second to last one.

I want to get a few more other notebooks soon too, and I want to get a copy of The Artist’s Way, by Julia Cameron, I believe.

Most of the notebooks and the book may have to wait, unless I win more gift cards soon, especially because there are also other Pagan books I want to get soon and a magazine I have to renew my subscription too. We are WAY behind on bills, due to a variety of circumstances:

1. All four of the cats needed to go to the vet one month.
2. The dog has needed to go to the vet almost every month for the last several months.
3. We got slammed by third party energy providers.
4. The gas and electric companies estimated our bills for a few months instead of doing readings.

We are in the process of fixing the hemorrhages now, but it’s going to take a while and we’re on a very small, fixed income.

I’ve heard that The Artist’s Way is very good. It takes three months to do the plan in it.

The best three months for me, personally to do it would either be:
1. November, December, and January
2. December, January, and February
3. Or January, February, and March

I go out less in Winter than the rest of the year, and even less now since the chronic illness and since we moved. Our old home town was and island and if you lived in the north or middle of it, you could walk to pretty much anywhere you needed to go on the island. Here, though, there’s a lot less within walking distance, and while we live in a safe part of town, it’s a shady city, especially after dark. I also can’t walk as far as I used to, and my body deals worse with extreme temperatures than it used to. The winters lately have been even colder than normal. Being a resort area in New Jersey, the region comes to life in summer, and if you don’t get out then, there’s not much to do the rest of the year. So winter seems like a good idea.

I’m leaning away from the first one because NaNoWriMo is in Novemeber and I don’t want to do both at the same time. The first two also seem kind of bad because I don’t want to attempt it during the secular and Christian holiday crazies. The nice thing about the first one is that it only has one Sabbat in it, whereas the other two groups of months have two. A further hitch is that most of the people I know have birthdays between January and April. But no one has a birthday in February. So, I’m leaning towards on of the last two, probably the later, because even with more Sabbats and birthdays, it’s better than attempting to do it during the holiday season. I also like the thought of starting it with a New Year. And it’ll lead right into the April CampNaNoWriMo, which will hopefully put me in a more creative and productive frame of mind for next years CampNaNoWriMo.

Last month, my grandmother paid for a subrcription to Poets & Writers for me. I still haven’t gotten the first issue yet, but I’m really looking forward to it. My mother also normally pays for a Subscription to The Writer for me as present, which I’m immensely grateful for. Most years she also gets me The Writer’s Market, and a few associated books. This year she might not, but I’m still very appreciative and hopefully most of the stuff from last years editions will still be current.

This month’s edition of The Writer has contests listed and I went through and circled the free ones, as well as a couple other that I want to enter. I’m hopeful of marking them down on my calendar soon.

I looked up work in progress meters and am hoping to add one to at least one of my blogs, probably this one.

There’s another big writing thing I want to blog about, but since it’s different and combines writing and Paganism in a more obvious way, I’m saving that for it’s own post.