2011 has been the weirdest writing year ever for me. I only wrote about–*pauses to count*–well, in the region of 300K, it looks like, which is actually pretty much my usual wordcount. Huh. But in years past I’ve gotten that wordcount primarily from books, and this year while I *have* written two books, I’ve also written…*pauses to count again* Uh. 21 short stories. And a comic script. And half a novella. Twenty-one short stories. This from someone who does not consider herself to be a short story writer*. 11 of…
What a lovely day. :)
It dawned relatively clear and not very windy this morning, so I made good on my promise to bring the nephews to the zoo. This was done with the explanation that I had no horse in this race: if they were unpleasant, I would happily turn around and take them home, because I can go to the zoo *any time I want*. But if they were charming and delightful, we would see all the animals they particularly wanted to see, and we would have lunch at the restaurant there, and…
lovely christmas
Lovely Christmas here. I cleaned up in the music & movies department, my clever husband having been paying attention when I’ve idly said “I’d like to hear more by them,” when someone whose vocals I like come on the music videos (and it takes me a long time, usually, to decide if I like someone, because I have real issues with one trick ponies and over-packaging of artists, so Ted’s done terrifically well in noting who I was interested in). I also, to my *total* astonishment, got volumes 3 &…
What’s in a name?
*laughs* I sort of idly posted on Twitter that my New Year’s resolution ought to be to remember to introduce myself to the Irish as Kit or Kitty. This stirred up quite a curious conversation as to why. I go by Catie IRL*, but there’s an Irish accent which aspirates the “t” into a “th”. This, combined with the softened “a”, causes me to hear “Kathy” instead of “Catie”. And I haaaaaaaaaate being called Kathy. So after several months of living here I started introducing myself as Cate, because it…
my goals
My goals today are small but myriad. – empty garbages – empty recycling – empty office – get gavin’s christmas present – get a roll of big tape – tape boxes – send a few packages – laundry. ALL the laundry. – make a stab at finishing “Baba Yaga’s Daughter” (i made a stab. i didn’t finish, but i stabbed.) – edit “The Christmas Hollidays” – put up the Christmas tree. finally. – weep in despair at the to-do list