State of the Ferret
Sep. 20th, 2008 09:20 amI haven't read LJ since Paradise, so if something was important, please let me know.
I had a faboo time at Paradise. I came home with three days of the flu, and the morning after I came home (September 1st), my grandfather died. As of June 1st, I had 4 grandparents. As of September 1st, I had 2. This is still strange to me.
I switched jobs at work, with frustratingly little success at handing off my old duties and a difficult time feeling like I'm getting training at my new duties. But I am staggering on, and reminding myself that my responsibility is to keep asking for information, and I'm doing that.
I survived critique at the writer's group last month just before Paradise, and at Paradise I met a wonderful woman who is a published author, who read a sample of my stuff and said, "Stop listening to people who enjoy picking over every word of their own work and never publish. Get an agent. Now. Don't worry about making it novel-shaped; there are places who *want* novella and shorts, particularly if the author can provide six installments up front." She then gave me some specific advice on what kinds of description I do need to add, and how to include plot exposition so that I can let stories stand independently.
So I'm chewing on that. I'm on the hot seat for critique again on Monday. I'm going to do my best to take their critique with her advice in mind.
I am also in a writing class through September, three hours each Tuesday night. It's terrifying, in the good way, and it's asking me to write on command during class time, which is like, "Ack!" My assignment this week is to eavesdrop on conversations and try to write down cadences and verbatim speech patterns.
I've been anxious, but I think it's under control. It'll be better under control when work straightens out.
I ordered Doctor Who new seasons 1-3 and Torchwood season 1 from The Internet and got bootlegs. I raised hell for almost a month trying to find a refund solution that did not involve sending them back to the bootlegger for resale, but finally mailed them off last Friday. I take some small pleasure in having caused PayPal a lot of hassle and having learned how to file an official report at i3c.gov. (It's not that I'm against a little friendly copying between friends, but when I pay a couple hundred dollars to support the Beeb, I want it to actually support the Beeb.) My favorite typo on the box: "Britsh Broadcasting Corortion." J's favorite: "FROOF OF PURCHASE."
I made a new friend Wednesday night;
arjache and I talked for 8 continuous hours, 6pm to 2am. Doctor Who, my writing, her writing, identity politics, good stuff. I felt like I was an undergraduate again, that spontaneous flurry of intellectual connection and not caring how late you stay up. Lordy, did I pay for it in the morning when I had to go to work, but very very worth it.
J and I have been getting better, I think. I got some hard advice at Paradise, and I'm trying to confront the difficulties of my primary relationship again. We talked about it, and... well, we're still talking about it, but we're actually getting stronger as a couple for separating some things out. He's been a lot more affectionate lately, too.
I have been making amazing ice cream. More on that next post.
I think that's the general overview of State of the Ferret.
I had a faboo time at Paradise. I came home with three days of the flu, and the morning after I came home (September 1st), my grandfather died. As of June 1st, I had 4 grandparents. As of September 1st, I had 2. This is still strange to me.
I switched jobs at work, with frustratingly little success at handing off my old duties and a difficult time feeling like I'm getting training at my new duties. But I am staggering on, and reminding myself that my responsibility is to keep asking for information, and I'm doing that.
I survived critique at the writer's group last month just before Paradise, and at Paradise I met a wonderful woman who is a published author, who read a sample of my stuff and said, "Stop listening to people who enjoy picking over every word of their own work and never publish. Get an agent. Now. Don't worry about making it novel-shaped; there are places who *want* novella and shorts, particularly if the author can provide six installments up front." She then gave me some specific advice on what kinds of description I do need to add, and how to include plot exposition so that I can let stories stand independently.
So I'm chewing on that. I'm on the hot seat for critique again on Monday. I'm going to do my best to take their critique with her advice in mind.
I am also in a writing class through September, three hours each Tuesday night. It's terrifying, in the good way, and it's asking me to write on command during class time, which is like, "Ack!" My assignment this week is to eavesdrop on conversations and try to write down cadences and verbatim speech patterns.
I've been anxious, but I think it's under control. It'll be better under control when work straightens out.
I ordered Doctor Who new seasons 1-3 and Torchwood season 1 from The Internet and got bootlegs. I raised hell for almost a month trying to find a refund solution that did not involve sending them back to the bootlegger for resale, but finally mailed them off last Friday. I take some small pleasure in having caused PayPal a lot of hassle and having learned how to file an official report at i3c.gov. (It's not that I'm against a little friendly copying between friends, but when I pay a couple hundred dollars to support the Beeb, I want it to actually support the Beeb.) My favorite typo on the box: "Britsh Broadcasting Corortion." J's favorite: "FROOF OF PURCHASE."
I made a new friend Wednesday night;
J and I have been getting better, I think. I got some hard advice at Paradise, and I'm trying to confront the difficulties of my primary relationship again. We talked about it, and... well, we're still talking about it, but we're actually getting stronger as a couple for separating some things out. He's been a lot more affectionate lately, too.
I have been making amazing ice cream. More on that next post.
I think that's the general overview of State of the Ferret.