I like to think I’ve been getting better about writing more regularly, but I just realized I haven’t been posting as consistently as I thought. I blame this in part to the fact that we are somehow barreling through March at a breakneck pace (seriously, I’m pretty sure it took twice as long for us to get through February and it’s 3 days shorter!), but it could also have something to do with the fact I’ve been busy. I am taking comfort in the fact that this is partially due to the fact I’ve been writing other things for other sites. That counts for something, right?
1. NYC Midnight Short Story Challenge
Just because I haven’t been writing on here doesn’t mean I haven’t been writing. In fact, just last week, I spent several hours crafting my story for the first round of the NYC Midnight Short Story Challenge. And a challenge it certainly was, but it was also hella fun and a really great way to stretch my creative limits (even though I was initially a little overwhelmed by the challenge–writing a fantasy story about an astronaut going fishing. What?). It took a little bit to get into the story writing, and the last day of the first round of the competition was a bit grueling (for me and poor D who had to deal with me in my frustrated writerly state), but I finished the story just in time (literally submitting it at 11:59 pm, exactly to the minute of when it was due), and was able to feel damn good about it. Even if I don’t end up advancing to the next round, I’m really happy for the lessons this competition has already taught me and I feel proud that I stuck with it, despite the many times I thought, “meh–maybe I just *won’t* do it after all…)
2. Downton Abbey
The same week I began working on my story, D and I began watching Downton Abbey (I’ll leave it to you to see the correlation between the simultaneous last-minuteness of my story completion and the full consumption of the show’s first season in the same week). I’ve been hearing people talking about this show for a while, and finally decided to give it a spin. Definitely glad I did. Overall, the characters are complex, the narrative pace is steady, and the storyline offers the right amount of historical context and character focus. I also like how the characters are overly dramatized–although each one has his/her own unique personality with traits that make some characters more likable/sympathetic to others, they’re not made to be cartoonish by making them either “good” and “bad.” You’re able to appreciate how each person operates within their social status and how that affects who they are and why they react/respond to situations the way they do.
Bottom line: If loving period piece British drama on PBS is wrong, I just don’t want to be right.
3. Roller Derby
This probably isn’t a surprise to some of you who are familiar with my blog or my ongoing pursuits with the sport. After taking 8 months off to get my life sorted, I decided to go back. And I’m so happy that I have. When I left last year, there were just too many uncertainties swirling in my life to try to focus on my abilities there. And although I don’t regret taking the break–I think it was very necessary at the time–I couldn’t stop feeling like I wasn’t really “done” with derby. It was hard for me to talk about my derby experience in the past tense, and I oddly kept dreaming about playing. And with the encouragement of some incredible friends and my husband, along with being inspired by a lot of positive changes my team had made since I had stopped playing, I went back at the end of January. As with anything, there’s a lot to learn and a lot to still accomplish, but if there wasn’t, what would be the point of it, right?
4. Being Domestic
After 2 years of being in flux with our living situation–maybe almost moving to a new apartment, almost moving to a new house, and dealing with every incompetent realtor along the way, D and I have finally decided to embrace living at my parents’ house. This was not an easy decision, but it’s the decision that makes the most sense and, as we begin to work on updates and improvements to the place, it’s the one that I think is best for us. I think I’m finally over being angry that my life plan got changed without me really feeling in control of it, and I realized that just about everyone in my life was in the same boat. Nobody wanted my mom to have Alzheimer’s, and nobody really has a script for how to best handle this situation. The idea of not living in the town I grew up in was so hardwired within me that I couldn’t move past it–I could not believe or accept that I could be happy or feel successful moving back home and being back in this place. But my point of view and the town I live in has been changing. There are many signs of exciting progress here and sure, it might not be Philly, but Philly will be there whenever I want or need it to be. I unfortunately cannot say the same is true about my parents. So, we’re here and you know what? I’m happy about it. We’re slowly making changes to the house and I’m excited to be working on projects that help me and D feel like this house is also ours.
So, those are just some of the things going on with me.
What’s been up with you, dear friends and readers?