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valkryorI finally defeated the headache with acetominophen, but waking up with the same headache I went to bed with was not pleasant.
Last night I finished making the christmas whatsits, and this afternoon, I completed a couple of quick and easy pressies from supplies I've had for months. So, that seems to be it for making stuff. I even put all my supplies away for the first time since getting back from Toronto, and it is good not to have to look at the mess any longer.
I've a few things to buy yet (with what money, I don't know...well, that's what a credit card is for, right? :P), but I'm nearly done.
Last day of November, last day of NaNo. How much did I write? Not even a tenth of the goal. Why? Truth be told, I couldn't be bothered, but now that everything has been made, maybe, just maybe, I'll use the computer desk for writing instead of crafty christmas stuff.
And it annoys me a little that I couldn't be bothered to use the time I have alone to put my thoughts to paper, but it's hard when what you want to write has been filtering in the back of your brain since June and so much has happened between then and now. I'm not ready, I guess. And even other ideas that are waiting half-formed, some older, some newer, are getting the cold shoulder. Maybe I should try something small. Something else to ease my way back into it.
Or maybe I should give up before I begin.
Not only is that incredibly defeatist, but I've also started, so it's blatantly untrue. It will come. I just need more time.
Last night I finished making the christmas whatsits, and this afternoon, I completed a couple of quick and easy pressies from supplies I've had for months. So, that seems to be it for making stuff. I even put all my supplies away for the first time since getting back from Toronto, and it is good not to have to look at the mess any longer.
I've a few things to buy yet (with what money, I don't know...well, that's what a credit card is for, right? :P), but I'm nearly done.
Last day of November, last day of NaNo. How much did I write? Not even a tenth of the goal. Why? Truth be told, I couldn't be bothered, but now that everything has been made, maybe, just maybe, I'll use the computer desk for writing instead of crafty christmas stuff.
And it annoys me a little that I couldn't be bothered to use the time I have alone to put my thoughts to paper, but it's hard when what you want to write has been filtering in the back of your brain since June and so much has happened between then and now. I'm not ready, I guess. And even other ideas that are waiting half-formed, some older, some newer, are getting the cold shoulder. Maybe I should try something small. Something else to ease my way back into it.
Or maybe I should give up before I begin.
Not only is that incredibly defeatist, but I've also started, so it's blatantly untrue. It will come. I just need more time.
