More Memories to Come

I have been neglecting my writing a bit too much in the past month.  I am trying to get back in the swing of things now that the final draft of “The Stagner Chronicle” is complete.  Getting back is easy with things like the Memory Challenge.  I am going to try to do one each day like I originally intended.

With 39 days until I leave for the Peace Corps, I can’t help but find myself evaluating my life and decisions.  My time in Fort Collins has been fun, but it is time for me to move on.  I can’t wait to start my service–even if I am scared.  Even my back up plans–for if the Peace Corps doesn’t pan out–have me somewhere other than Colorado.  I just need to find my own life.  I can’t wait for it to start.  39 days is too long…

Day Sixteen: Lightning in the Cemetery

Unplanned Sabatical

I have to issue an apology to all of my followers.  This past weekend turned into pure awesome.  I hardly even opened my laptop for more than a few minutes.  I love when things just work out.  I got ten times more sun than I have in the past year.  I laughed more than I have in the past month.  It was pretty much the perfect weekend.

Now that I am back to normal, I have a long list of things I need to get done today and tomorrow.  I plan on getting a new memory up sometime tonight.  I also hope to start writing a few poems and short stories over the next weeks or two.  I’m still experiencing a bit of a hangover from this weekend, so bare with me.

Much Love,
Richard

A Long Day of Moving and Editing

I spent four hours of my day helping my mother move out of her office.  After the role I played in getting her fired (or reassigned, as they put it), it was the least I could do.  As I walk away from today, I have a renewed understanding for why I hated working in an office and would prefer never to be a part of one again.  Politics is frustrating enough in a family or set of friends…it’s simply Hell at work.

I’ve started working on the third draft of the novel.  Since there are so few changes necessary, I am breezing through it.  There are 52 chapters in all…and I just spent the past 90 minutes getting through the first five.  A part of me just wants to finish off the draft over the next two days so I can focus on some other projects (like actually starting the Memory Project) while other people look it over.  I’m at least going to continue editing for the next 80 minutes (I hate that the coffee shop in this town closes at six).  Maybe I will continue working at home.

With Love,
Richard