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It has not snowed here before January in three years. Yesterday it snowed. I am unhappy with our climate because I take a perverse joy in predicting green Christmas and cannot do that this year.
I have A's in all classes but Sociology. B+. I think I can work that up to an A, too, though. So yay.
Yesterday, for three reasons, I decided to start writing the Trilogy again. These reasons would be:
1. Because I got stuck in both of the other novels I made an attempt at, proclaimed them Utter Crap, and closed the windows in despair.
2. Because for some reason unbeknownst to me, I've never gotten better feedback than I did with the Trilogy, and I am a slut for comments.
3. Because I'm stupid. My semi-official New Year's resolution was to finish and attempt to sell TSPB by the end of the year. I am not even close to that.
However, I did promise a chapter of TSPB this week, so I'm going to go home and edit said chapter and maybe even get it up tonight. After that, no promises. Lord, I can't even keep promises to myself.
Snow. HUH.
It has not snowed here before January in three years. Yesterday it snowed. I am unhappy with our climate because I take a perverse joy in predicting green Christmas and cannot do that this year.
I have A's in all classes but Sociology. B+. I think I can work that up to an A, too, though. So yay.
Yesterday, for three reasons, I decided to start writing the Trilogy again. These reasons would be:
1. Because I got stuck in both of the other novels I made an attempt at, proclaimed them Utter Crap, and closed the windows in despair.
2. Because for some reason unbeknownst to me, I've never gotten better feedback than I did with the Trilogy, and I am a slut for comments.
3. Because I'm stupid. My semi-official New Year's resolution was to finish and attempt to sell TSPB by the end of the year. I am not even close to that.
However, I did promise a chapter of TSPB this week, so I'm going to go home and edit said chapter and maybe even get it up tonight. After that, no promises. Lord, I can't even keep promises to myself.
Snow. HUH.