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A random update
Sep. 14th, 2024 04:53 pmThe AI gig is going fine. Some projects are more hair-tearingly frustrating than others, but the work is steady. It's also eminently flexible, which means I don't have to worry about putting in for time off to go to DragonCon; I can just quietly not work.
DragonCon was mostly fun, though I had to deal with an injured knee that wasn't helped by all the walking and stair-climbing necessary to get through the thing. My sister set me up with crashspace and a Guest Of badge, for which I am eternally grateful. I really had the most fun holed up in hotel rooms chatting with good friends--the crowds were insane (over 75,000 people!) and I only ventured out for a couple of podcast tapings, an MST3K screening, and a Sunday morning panel that was rife with passive-aggression. And food. I revised a scene in a novel I'm working on using Google Docs and my phone because I didn't bring my laptop. Maybe next year,
A repair to my car that has dragged out for months is close to completion. They finally got the part, but when they got it out, they found that the bolt was stripped and they needed to order a new bolt. The bolt arrived yesterday so the work should be done by Monday. Which is to say, I don't have a car right now. I got through DragonCon okay using the bus that runs past the entrance to The Shire (and a cab ride home at the end that my brother was kind enough to pay for) but dealing with this aching knee required multiple Uber trips to get to an urgent care clinic that took my insurance, and then to a pharmacy for the steroid prescription. (Diagnosis was tendinitis.) I ran a hell of a lot of errands when the Gentleman Caller came to visit the other day. Picked up a "knee sleeve" to keep the area supported and compressed and it seems to be doing a fine job.
Writing is poking along. I'm working on two books at once, which is probably not a good idea, but they are at least connected. (One is the sequel to the other.) I've suddenly decided to add a scene to the first book which involves the characters watching old movies and now I have to watch those movies as research. The Gentleman Caller watched Cocteau's The Blood of a Poet with me and was reminded of the many art films he participated in in his youth. I gave it a second screening the following evening and stumbled on a documentary about Cocteau that was filmed while he was still alive and able to speak for himself. I hadn't known he'd decorated chapels.
I've ranted at length on my other blog about the fall of NaNoWriMo. I'll just mention here that I will not be playing this year, and possibly never again. If they get rid of Kilby Blades and reconnect with the community, there might be hope. I give them a year.
Flowers progressing in fits and starts. Tried handing them out at the High Museum and it was a big bust. Wish I knew how to go viral.
That's roughly the state of things. Perhaps I can show up here more often now that I'm not working a brain-melting retail job.
Today I took pleasure in: the satisfaction of cleaned dishes.
Today I learned: what to do with my knee now that it's feeling better.
DragonCon was mostly fun, though I had to deal with an injured knee that wasn't helped by all the walking and stair-climbing necessary to get through the thing. My sister set me up with crashspace and a Guest Of badge, for which I am eternally grateful. I really had the most fun holed up in hotel rooms chatting with good friends--the crowds were insane (over 75,000 people!) and I only ventured out for a couple of podcast tapings, an MST3K screening, and a Sunday morning panel that was rife with passive-aggression. And food. I revised a scene in a novel I'm working on using Google Docs and my phone because I didn't bring my laptop. Maybe next year,
A repair to my car that has dragged out for months is close to completion. They finally got the part, but when they got it out, they found that the bolt was stripped and they needed to order a new bolt. The bolt arrived yesterday so the work should be done by Monday. Which is to say, I don't have a car right now. I got through DragonCon okay using the bus that runs past the entrance to The Shire (and a cab ride home at the end that my brother was kind enough to pay for) but dealing with this aching knee required multiple Uber trips to get to an urgent care clinic that took my insurance, and then to a pharmacy for the steroid prescription. (Diagnosis was tendinitis.) I ran a hell of a lot of errands when the Gentleman Caller came to visit the other day. Picked up a "knee sleeve" to keep the area supported and compressed and it seems to be doing a fine job.
Writing is poking along. I'm working on two books at once, which is probably not a good idea, but they are at least connected. (One is the sequel to the other.) I've suddenly decided to add a scene to the first book which involves the characters watching old movies and now I have to watch those movies as research. The Gentleman Caller watched Cocteau's The Blood of a Poet with me and was reminded of the many art films he participated in in his youth. I gave it a second screening the following evening and stumbled on a documentary about Cocteau that was filmed while he was still alive and able to speak for himself. I hadn't known he'd decorated chapels.
I've ranted at length on my other blog about the fall of NaNoWriMo. I'll just mention here that I will not be playing this year, and possibly never again. If they get rid of Kilby Blades and reconnect with the community, there might be hope. I give them a year.
Flowers progressing in fits and starts. Tried handing them out at the High Museum and it was a big bust. Wish I knew how to go viral.
That's roughly the state of things. Perhaps I can show up here more often now that I'm not working a brain-melting retail job.
Today I took pleasure in: the satisfaction of cleaned dishes.
Today I learned: what to do with my knee now that it's feeling better.
