Busy day for us here at Chez Mabee, at least for me. Somehow I got posted to the JuNoWriMo hosting schedule for sprints twice on Sundays (feel free to jump on Twitter and join me if you need some writing boosts–you don’t have to be a June WriMo member to participate), two four hour shifts: from 6-10am and 7-11pm. We also went to the New York Capital District Renaissance Festival today, which (for anyone who has attended such things) took a lot longer than we expected it would.
It was the Boodle’s first “real” renfaire (there is a little one that occurs every other year at a church in the center of Albany*, but that doesn’t have the space for many of the activities that make up such an event). For a while we weren’t sure if it wouldn’t be his last.
We shouldn’t have worried. There was a Shakespeare-inspired skit going on at the Vixens En Garde stage. After that… we had no fear of leaving early. In fact, we stayed well past the ending bell for the Queen’s Blessing and dismissal. And during the parting wishes, the Boodle was calling out “Huzzah” right along with the crowd. He wants to go again next year and has asked if we can look into going to one of the other big faires in NYS (Sterling or Sterling Forest) before summer is over.
A big change from the kid who didn’t know if he was even interested.
He has even expressed something of an interest (though I’m unsure how strong it is) in planning a costume for next year). If he does, cool. If not, equally cool. There is plenty of time to get involved more fully such activities.
And with his love of the Bard, who knows… maybe someday he will be one of those on the stage someday!
In all, it’s been a good day. A tiring one… but worth it. Even if it did make me dream of England again…
Now, ’tis time for my weekly assessment and…
I mean, really, if I normally hit between 750-1000 words a day, and somehow manage to goof off a bunch, then it stands to reason that a bit more than doubling that shouldn’t really be an issue. On an average day, I can usually pull out 750 words in a half-hour.
I’ve been lucky to achieve 400 +/- these last few days in the same amount of time. And when I’m hosting sprints, my actual wordcount drops even further. I am a host after all, and as a host, it is my responsibility to mingle and interact, answer questions, provide support. It’s fun, but it’s very disruptive to the muse at times.
How does this work with my goals?
- Goal (#1): working through three chapters weekly of James Scott Bell’s Plot & Structure (including exercises)
- Progress: nothing—shifting, broadening focus from now on
- Not-progress, but… this was the week of reading twice daily a writing blog article for more craft ideas
- Goal: catching up in my local critique group (including submitting something this week)
- Progress: I submitted a piece the other day
- Goal: typing two pages a day of old notebooks in
- Progress: typing away madly
- Goal: (VIG) Write new words daily! (the Five Sentences thingie)
- Progress: I’ve been fighting myself for this handwritten work these last few days–some stuff going on at the house that just has our heads a bit filled (my hubby’s more than mine, but he needs his partner around when Life is giving him this kind of stress, so it’s a mutual thing)
- Not a Goal but Progress Anyway: continued progress my languages (except Spanish and Russian… dropped the ball on these again)
And that’s pretty much it. I’m overtired; have dealt with two migraines and a slew of sinus headaches this week, two power outages (which almost ruined out file server because it tried to do updates between outages!), “Stuff”, my SiL’s father died suddenly…
I keep saying I’ll add to these goals, but Life doesn’t seem to want to work that way lately. Maybe it’s just as well that the ROWnd is almost over. I will be ending things on a “I DID it” note instead of scrambling to reach ever newer and brighter stars.
There is something kind of cool about that too..
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* this isn’t the main site, but there is a funny story in this piece, since the cathedral was never completed and a stop-gap roof was installed so the building would be usable