November Wasn’t Supposed to End This Way

It’s the day after Thanksgiving and many of you are out fighting the crowds to buy stuff you really don’t need.

We’re sort of with you. Normally, you couldn’t drag us to the stores on Thanksgiving Day. But, out of necessity, we’re going shopping for a new washing machine (may I remind you that the tip jar is still active).

When last we met on November 1, I talked a good bit about what I should be writing, about possibly doing Nanowrimo, and about where things were going.

Things went many places. None of them went into additional posts for the month.

As for Nanowrimo? I wrote a full 917 words, including the title and date, before just stopping. I didn’t quit, I just stopped. I realized in that short amount of time that the work was going in the wrong direction.

I had intentions of going back to fix that and moving on. For a few days at least. But the motivation just wasn’t there. Even the last minutes “you can do this” emails from the folks at Nanowrimo aren’t going to get me back to that mess. Not before midnight tomorrow anyway.

In the meantime, I closed Halloween Haunt and began Winterfest, both at Kings Dominion.

I designed a set for a show I’m co-producing and acting in come February. Auditions are Monday and Tuesday for the rest of the cast.

And, I officially announced that I will be directing Sam Shepard’s True West with Panglossian Productions in Williamsburg in April.

I also purchased my first official Santa suit and have now officially booked the remainder of my free time in December.

And, I’ve continued my goal of writing a thousand words every day.

Along the way, I keep thinking about what I should do with this blog. I’ve been blogging since somewhere around the year 2000, maybe before on some weird(er) platforms.

But I find that these days most of my online communication is on Facebook or Twitter. I also have an Instagram account and am very stubbornly, in a Baby Boomer sort of way, refusing to join another platform.

That doesn’t mean this blog should go away. It remains my home on on the web. It’s just no longer somewhere I can visit on a daily basis.

It also now links to my author page on Amazon. Among other things I’m thankful for book royalties. I’ve not quite made enough to buy that beach house…maybe a beach towel. It’s a start.

I’m here today making no promises that I’ll blog more consistently in December. I think we all know that won’t happen.

What I will do is continue to think about this writing platform, and where we’re going with things in 2020.

Last night during one of the three movies we ended up watching yesterday, I took some time to mind map the things I need to focus on in December. This blog doesn’t get a lot of attention. But I’ll do the process again during the Tournament of Roses parade. On that morning, I’ll take the time to map out what I plan to accomplish in 2020.

No spoilers, and you know I don’t make resolutions. But it’s going to be a different year.

For now, the focus becomes Christmas, the Christmas jobs, the day job, and sure, I’ll even pretend that I’ll get to the leaves. I’ll write when I can.

Before I go, I don’t know who needs to hear this. I just wanted to tell you that, the day after Thanksgiving, it’s perfectly acceptable to have pie for breakfast.


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Distracted Divisiveness

It’s November 1.

Unlike what I last wrote, I may be participating in NaNoWriMo.

I have a plot and I’m not afraid to use it.

In full disclosure, I’ve had this plot floating around in my gray matter for some time. I may not make the 50,000 word goal in November. By the time you read this, I’ll have a start on this work.

If I don’t get distracted.

Truth is, I’m already distracted.

Tomorrow night is the final night for Haunt at Kings Dominion. I look forward to having my face and my voice back.

But next Friday, I start rehearsals for Winterfest also at Kings Dominion. So, I won’t be getting my weekends back…yet.

Did I mention that I’m already working on two of next year’s (confirmed) three shows?

All that to say that, sure I’m distracted.

Here in Virginia Tuesday is Election Day. You should know the issues and the people and THEN vote.

We’re a bit divided here in the Old Dominion, just like the nation.

The nation has recently been divided over the World Series.

Congrats to the Washington Nationals.

Stop me if you heard this, but the win was…wait for it….Bryce-less.

I think the majority of us can agree that we’re just glad it wasn’t the Yankees.

We’re also divided over politics, and Russia, and impeachment. Heck we couldn’t even unify over the fact that a leader of ISIS (or two) was taken out.

What may unify us this weekend, however, is the falling back of the clocks.

Can we not all be in agreement that there is absolutely no sense in the insanity called “Daylight Saving Time”?

Pick a time and stick with it.

Or at least take the hour from a Monday and give it back on a Friday.

Sensible legislation that we all could agree upon. Is that too much to ask?

Probably.

It’s the weekend. October is gone.

Here’s Barry to remind us.



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