NaNoWriMo is here again and I am kind of frustrated with it all. Why? Because I realized that being an adult is the worst and I don’t have time to focus on any writing for this stressed amount of time. I really do wish I could spend hours a day in November writing a novel but between work and home I am stretched pretty thin. So I am going to try to do what writing I can but there is no way I will hit any substantial mark. Maybe this will just be a boost back into my writing pass time.

I did, however, submit something to an online publication and they promptly turned me down. They claimed to not understand the premise which frustrates me to no end. I’ve basically written off (haha, get it) submitting to them ever again so the hunt is on for a humor site looking for some of my glorious words.

What have I been doing that is taking up so much of my time and brain power? I am learning to code in Python. I am actually pretty good at it and have a project at work that involves my mad skills so we will see where it takes me. Coding is a lot like writing but it involves way more proofreading and that is no bueno. Proofreading is for nerds and people who like rules. I may be a nerd but rules are for nerds! …YEAH!
Little story before I end this: On Saturday I was curled up in my blankets enjoying an hour or two of sleeping in. I drifted awake for only a moment and decided to stretch my legs. MISTAAAAAAKE! A charley horse from hell sprang to life in my left calf. I haven’t had a charley horse in well over a decade and if my next one isn’t for another decade I’ll be happy. It lasted a long time. How long? Long enough for me to google the issue on my phone while I wailed about the pain. I ended up on the Wiki page and it told me this, “One common method that is believed to treat a Charley Horse is to rapidly and repeatdly[sic] punch the site of the spasm” Nice try Wikipedia. A typo does not inspire confidence. Although had it lasted about 5 seconds longer I would have been punching myself in the calf until it gave me the money it owed me.

There is my boring story for the day. One time Wikipedia almost convinced me to punch myself in the leg. If this were the 60’s the Doors would write songs about my exploits.

I’m here! For how long? Who the hell knows, I have the attention span of a goldfish and I am a big fat liar. So, here we go.

I have a lot of goals right now and I need to keep them going. It is quite a bit but here it all is:

• Get back into running seriously
• Cooking more (and new recipes)
• Get something published. Anything.
• Keep along with my classes
• Read leisurely again

I want to get back into running and get into speedwork again. I bought a bike in the spring and I want to bike even in the chilly autumn air. Hell, the winter air too! I’ll look like I have a DUI but hey, I’ll be happy.

The cooking thing is new because, to quote Clueless, “…it gives her a sense of control in a world full of chaos.” I made a homemade pizza tonight. Dough from scratch and also sauce from scratch. It was delicious, although I cracked our pizza stone… Hoppie predicted it and no I think he’ll be smug about it. Luckily, for some reason, we have a back up pizza stone!

The getting published plan involves this blog. I am going to try getting onto a schedule and structured posting. It will help with my writing and get me back in the habit of writing. I also plan on being a NaNoWriMo rebel and working on other things, but writing all month. I will try submitting things soon once the muse gets back to me.

The classes thing is self explanatory.

Reading leisurely is amazing and I miss it. I never understood why adults didn’t just read all the time. What could they possibly be doing with all the free time the obviously have? Ugh. I have Failure is Not an Option and Paddle Your Own Canoe and I will finish them soon. Ugh, I could be reading now but I’m writing this instead. Being an adult is the worst.

So, that’s what I’ve got. Wish me luck. I will see you around the blogosphere. (I’ll never use that word again. Promise.)