When Danica left here two weeks ago to enjoy a vacation at her grandparents without Jo or I she looked like this:
When she returned today, she looked like this:
I very nearly didn’t recognise her.
Don’t judge me 🙂
The important thing is she’s home and she had a good time. I guess that’s two things…
Incidentally, I never know if I should share these things here, or just keep them for my livejournal. Anyone care to offer an opinion?
I’m on vacation. I’m actually doing some work while I’m on vacation, but not a whole lot. Nope, not a lot at all. I did find an old story in one of my notebooks that I’d started and stopped a couple/few times. I took it out and wrote it to submit as my final Whittaker story. The results aren’t out yet, but I’m happy. I met all my deadlines except one, and that one was a result of a brain fart about time zones (I was out at the time I should have been emailing my poem to beat the deadline). So yay!
I’ll definitely do the Whittakers again next year. Deadlines are win when it comes to productivity for me, apparently. I got several good pieces out of this year’s and that makes me very happy. Shame my brain doesn’t assign the same degree of importance to deadlines I give myself which don’t affect anyone else… Maybe someday.
I made a newsletter and went to send it out, but then I found that I couldn’t quite do it. Why? Well, lemme tell you.
The newsletter had a zombie poem and included a retelling of an incident that happened to my family and I when we were in San Francisco. That incident involved a very angry man wearing woman’s clothes stomping around a McDonald’s and shouting at everyone in there that we were “all a bunch of faggots”. It was so bizarre that I filed that man away to be used as a character at some point, and Jo called me on it after we left the McDonalds. So why not share it?
I find that I’m incredibly uncomfortable sharing it, actually. I define myself as ‘mostly straight’ but I haven’t a homophobic bone in my body. Still, I can’t bring myself to share that story in its entirety because I’ve learned that it’s impossible to overestimate people’s ability to misconstrue your words. I’m SO not looking for that to happen.
Hopefully I can find another short worth sharing and send out the newsletter before the end of the month is completely over. Wish me luck!
Took this picture on the campus of Berkley University in 2009.
It’s the Alberta Legislature. I love that place, and I’m pretty fond of this picture of it too 🙂 I took this in 2009.
I went to the Whittaker website today to see how I’d done overall and blog about it (my goals were not result-based) and discovered it isn’t over.
Somehow I thought the last round was the final one, but I was wrong. Now, I need to come up with a story and a poem to submit before tomorrow evening. That leaves not much time for blogging.
I have a poem I editted the crap out of for the last round’s entry but because of another brain fart about time zones I submitted it an hour after the deadline and it was disqualified. I can send that for my poetry entry…but I have no such easy save for fiction.
This will be interesting…
I took this picture of the Golden Gate Bridge in 2009. I like it very much, though if we get back to San Francisco I intend to retake this shot with a polarizing filter on my lens to darken up the sky 😉