So there have been several things paramount in my mind this summer and I’ve spoken of a few of them here on ye ol’ blog. I figure it’s about time to check in with some updates, yeah?
I. The Fitbit
It’s now been over a month since I inherited this gadget. So what’s the verdict? Well, as my hubs has disgustedly accused – I’m addicted. There’s just something about those numbers, people. Numbers! They’ll be the death of me. Because when something is quantifiable, that means it’s attainable. And when my numbers tell me I need 4000 more steps or 5 more stairs or 2.5 more miles or 10 more active minutes to meet my goal for the day, then I do it. Also, I periodically check the hubs’ scores as well and I get a gleeful sense of satisfaction when I see I’m beating him for the day. Yeah, I’m a closet competitor like that. So I’d chalk this up to a win. I think if I’d just had it as a loaner, I am so thoroughly satisfied with it that I’d have been willing to pay full price to have one of my very own. Thank goodness it didn’t have to come to that.
Okay, so it’s only been a week, but surprisingly, I got a good turnout from my last post – both advice and encouragement – and I think I’ve decided on a plan of action. I shall keep my WordPress.com account until I run out of upload storage. And then, if I still want to continue this little project, I shall follow the suggestion as explained in this article (if you’re a Blogger person, there’s a similarly helpful article here) and simply store my pics on Photobucket. If I resize my pics to be smaller (because, let’s face it – how many of you actually click on my photos to see them in their original 1280×960 glory?), I can milk a free Photobucket account for a while since they give you 2 GB of storage. Heck, if I resize my pics from now on before I upload them here, I can probably milk my WP.com account for even longer than my projections. So, huzzah for problem solving and the indefinite survival of My Closet Catalogue!
III. My WIP/novel/ficlet
About two months ago, I nonchalantly mentioned that I’d like to get back into serious writing again. (Not that blogging isn’t serious stuff; I’m not denigrating it or disparaging my fellow bloggers at all. But blogging is not writing 2K words a day on a sustained story. You capisce?) Then about a month ago, I gave vent to some of my angst about my decision. And now, here we are, entering month three and my summer is almost over and I doubt I’ll be able to keep to my rigorous writing schedule unless I forgo sleep. So what’s the verdict? Do I keep going? I recently had a mini meltdown and that was at 38K words in. I hear a typical novel runs about 90-120K words. So I’m a third of the way through and I’m having mini meltdowns. And that’s during the summer; what more when school starts? The verdict? If I’m able to keep my faithful betas interested and reading, maybe I’ll finish the story just for them. They deserve that much. But will I then pursue an agent? Pursue publication? I think the jury is still out on this one.