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Incommunicado

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

It’s entirely possible that you noticed complete radio silence from me for the last couple of months. There are pretty good reasons for that. My daughter got sick, Kat got sick, I got sick, Kat got sick again, I got a job with a shift exactly opposite to Kat’s shift and had to readjust my sleep schedule to night shift, and . . . I don’t know, it’s all kind of fuzzy now. I blame sleep deprivation.

Anyway, a quick writing update: Due to the aforementioned, I’m not where I hoped to be in Derelict. That’s okay though, because around the turn of the year I had some really good ideas for it. Ideas of the sort that work really well with the world and framework I have in the story, but pretty much require it to be a very different book. So, I’m doing what I should have done a long time ago: putting Derelict on the back burner, and working on something else as my primary writing project. Conventional wisdom is that if you have a book you’ve been working on half your life, you should stick it in a drawer and move on to the next one, and then maybe come back once you have a few finished books under your belt. I’ve resisted this, and to be fair it’s not universally true – see Patrick Rothfuss – but it really is good advice. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit fed up with Derelict at the moment, anyway.

So, for the time being, Derelict is on the back burner, and I’m making Zosias my primary writing project.

Right, that about covers it for now. Current music: A Thousand Miles, by Vanessa Carlton. Er, no, now it’s Haru Natsu Aki Fuyu Daisukki, by Mini Mori. For future reference, these songs do not pair well. Also, wtf is the latter doing in my playlist or, you know, on my computer? Sometimes listening to old music collections is dangerous.

Literary Sketching

Thursday, December 1st, 2011

A couple of days ago, Jay Lake posted on his blog about deliberate practice, and the literary equivalent of doodling in a sketchpad. This is a topic near and dear to my heart; it’s something I’ve been trying to do off and on for some time now, in one way or another, sometimes knowingly and sometimes not. It’s what I use 750words for, mostly; sometimes I just use it as a journal, but more and more often it’s where I throw up the first drafts of blog posts and scenes. That’s where I’m writing this, right now, as a matter of fact.

I find the practice of literary sketching to be very valuable. Sometimes I’m not sure what I want to say, or how I want to say it, or if I want to say it, or if saying what I think I mean will just end up making me look like a jackass. Often, I’ve let this prevent me entirely from blogging about something, because I never got myself to commit to writing it. The solution, of course, is to just write it out and see what happens. Scalzi talked about something similar last month when he was talking about being thankful for writing:

“This organizing and structuring that comes through writing comes in handy for me, because it means that I have an outlet to express thoughts I have that run deeper than “I have to take out the trash.” My wife understands this perfectly well; on more than one occasion, after I’ve completely fumbled expressing something to her, she’s said to me “you need to go write that out.” And I do and then I actually have a way to express that idea, so that the next time I try to verbalize it, I have a framework and a method that doesn’t involve increasingly wild hand gestures and the use of the phrase “you know?” every five or six words. Writing makes me a better verbal communicator, funny as that sounds.”

I work the same way. I’m very text-oriented: I’m the sort of person who gets irritated when someone tries to read me the text off a Magic card aloud, because I can’t make heads or tails of it until I actually read it. Apparently it works the same way with stuff in my head; I never thought about it that way before, but there you go. And really, what excuse do I have for not realizing this sooner? Since it springs immediately to mind, I apparently know about the E. M. Forster quote, “How do I know what I think until I see what I say?”

Another example of the benefits of textual doodling: when Kat and I were first dating – the first, oh, six months or so I’d guess – I had a document entitled Notes To Me, which I’d basically pop open and scribble in whenever my mind was wandering*. Later, I’d hand it to Kat so she could read my random mind wanderings, which she would annotate and we would discuss. Sometimes these discussions would be verbal, but very often they took the form of what we called “Quiet Clicky Conversations,” where we’d pass our (er, well, my) laptop back and forth and type at each other. This had the advantages not only of being more private**, but also made it easier for us to discuss a lot of things – we were both fairly socially awkward, and I don’t know how we ever would have gotten to the point of being able to talk verbally about everything if it hadn’t been for that intermediate step. Also, as previously noted, sometimes writing your thoughts out really helps you notice when you’re being a jackass, a state of being which I know I was guilty of many times but which I cannot recall Kat ever having occupied.

I think of this sort of thing as disposable writing. I write with the knowledge that what I’m writing isn’t going out in public, so I’m free to just write it out and not worry about anything. Then, if I accidentally write something I really like, I can salvage it. This is good practice for novel revision, which is often a long process of taking lots and lots and lots of work and dumping it in the bin. It’s valuable to have written it, but throwing it out still stings. Sometimes, though, you don’t know if something will work until you try it; it’s better to try it, because it might work really well, but you shouldn’t get too attached because if you adhere to the policy of trying all the stuff you’ll find that most of it doesn’t work out. That’s been my experience, anyway.

Using 750words.com helps with this because it forces me (well, encourages me to force myself), every day, to write three pages of just . . . whatever. And since I’m going to be writing a bunch of unfiltered stuff anyway, if I want to screw around with something that might not work, it’s not really wasted writing – the alternative was something even less useful. So, even in the slightly-less-than-a-month with breaks I’ve been using it, I’ve already got several things I started and scrapped, and at least a couple that were just random musings that I then turned into blog posts. Yay for that.

On an unrelated closing note, I’ve noticed a trend in my blog posts lately; whenever I remember to categorize them, if they fall into writing or life, they usually fall into both. So, apparently writing is a big part of my life. Duh, right? Part of this is likely sample bias because I’ve been working on NaNoWriMo, but I doubt all of it is.


*This would be the document in which I verified that Wordpad does, in fact, handle stupidly large documents fairly gracefully. Of course, my laptop at the time had only 512 megs of RAM, so there were some fundamental limits that forced me to eventually start the New Notes to Me, but that’s beside the point.

**Most of these conversations took place in the hallways of ASMSA. If that sounds strange you probably never went there; the school was an old hospital so it had great big hallways, but virtually no coed lounges, so most people hung out in the hallways and eventually ended up with a stretch of hallway that was staked out as theirs.


Current music: Well, I wanted to listen to Simon and Garfunkel, so I queued up The Sound of Silence, but then I got distracted. So I listened to that, then a whole lot of nothing. Fitting?

Red Goals and Timers

Sunday, November 27th, 2011

On the recommendation of one of my fellow local NaNoWriters, I recently installed a handy little program called TimeLeft. It’s a very straightforward program; it lets you put little floating timers on your desktop, which stay on top of everything and can easily be dragged to more convenient locations as necessary. It’s a deceptively simple software gadget. I’m trying it out as a means of helping me parcel out my writing time; Lifehacker recently shared a tip suggesting a 90/30 split of work time – 90 minutes working, 30 minutes taking a break. It’s a good idea.

Now, I’ve heard these tips – or versions of them – before. Work for X time, take a break. Use a kitchen timer. That sort of thing. It’s a good idea, and I’ve known for a long time that it’s a good idea, but I never implemented it until now. Why? Because my writing process is constantly in flux.

I know the way I write isn’t optimal — not for me, and probably not for anyone else, either; and I’ve determined, through trial and error, that trying to change everything at once doesn’t work (and fails to do so in a spectacular fashion). Sometimes I try new things and they don’t work. Sometimes I try three new things at once, crash, and throw them all in the bin, only to discover a year later that two of the things are helpful and one of them just doesn’t work for me. (I try to avoid doing the latter these days.) So really, it’s kind of that these tips came back around at the right time for me to work them into my process. And they help.

It’s worth noting that, though the proportions are right, actually writing for 90 minutes straight and then taking a 30-minute break is just flat not going to happen for me. It’s really not. I don’t work that way. I write a paragraph, I wander off and think about it, I write a page, I dig out an iron vein in Minecraft, I get distracted and dig out sixty more iron veins in Minecraft, I build a small fortress in Minecraft, I get an idea and write a sentence. That kind of thing*.

It’s really the middle part I need to get under control; I need small breaks in the middle of my writing to refresh my mind, but the benefit plateaus very quickly. Five minutes might not be enough; ten minutes should do the trick; fifteen minutes is not significantly better than ten minutes. The types of games I like best are open-ended games like Minecraft, Dwarf Fortress, Morrowind/Oblivion/Skyrim, Fallout: New Vegas, The Sims**. It’s very rewarding to drop into one of those games for ten minutes and dick around***, and it’s very, very easy to accidentally spend six hours instead.

So: Timer. Check it. I set the writing timer for 90 and the break timer for 30. Any time I take a break I pause the one and start the other, and vice versa. Because I want time to play Minecraft later, I keep one eye on the timer, and after around ten minutes I pop out, with twenty more minutes if I want to stop and read an article or something later. Alternately, I set a third timer for ten minutes and run it alongside the break timer. Or, I lose track of time and use up all of my break, and now I have to write for seventy-five minutes straight. I’m still working out the bugs in the system.

Breaks, it should be noted, are mental health breaks – reading articles, playing minecraft – not things like stretch or bathroom breaks. (For those, I pause both timers.) Also, 750words counts as a writing activity, as do blog posts. Basically, the point of the writing blocks is to get rid of the writing portion of my red tasks.

This leads incredibly un-smoothly into my next bit, where I idly list my red tasks; the tasks I set to priority 1 (color-coded red) in Remember The Milk. The red tasks are the ones I try to finish before noon, and the ones that I won’t let myself play Skyrim until I’m done with them. Like, at all. Yeah, it’s pretty harsh. Right now the list looks like this.

  • Write:
    • 750 words unfiltered (at 750words.com)
    • 500 words public copy
    • 500 words pay copy
    • 500 more words pay copy
    • 1667 words on This Novel Will Fail (right now, I’m aiming for a lot more than that); this can overlap with the 500 tasks
    • Daily word count in Derelict (it’s alright if this is delayed until December)
    • Write one chunk of game design or background. I have this listed as about 500 words, but experience shows it to be closer to 250 – I’m actually going to change the tooltip on it right now.
  • Do a load of dishes (best done while Summer’s awake)
  • Do a load of laundry (best done while Summer’s awake)
  • Caffeinate (this part is really important, and, yes, sometimes I’m derp enough to forget)
  • Check email and clean out inbox (first thing in the morning, usually while my tea water is heating)
  • Usually, cleaning one of the rooms in the house (today is the living room)

This is obviously rather specific to this November. Right now it theoretically involves writing somewhere between 3000 and 4000 words, depending on whether I do any drafting in 750 words, whether I write a blog post, etcetera. Realistically it involves much more than that; I have 17300 words on This Novel Will Fail, and four days left. I’ll let you do that bit of math. Pray for me. Cast a spell. Send cookies. Do whatever it is you do. :)

The general form of the red list – that is, during months when I’m not trying to kill myself – looks a bit like this:

  • Caffeinate
  • Check email and clean out inbox
  • Write:
    • 750 words unfiltered
    • 500 words public copy (may overlap with 750)
    • 1000 words pay copy (may overlap with 750)
    • 1500 words current novel (may overlap with 750, 500, and/or 1000)
    • 250 words/1 chunk game design (may overlap with 750, 500, and/or 1000 if prose)
  • Perform 4 general and 1 specific household chore (often dishes/sweep/vacuum/laundry/room)

Which means on a general day I’ll get a decent amount of housework done, write somewhere from 1750-3000 (or more) words of various types, drink coffee, and check my email. These are my before-noon tasks, which gives me about six and a half hours to get it all done and be on schedule – noting that it’s not the end of the world if it takes me until sometime in the afternoon, it just means I’m probably not emptying Google Reader today.

Unrelated: The time is now Oh God O’Clock in the morning, and I missed the ding at the end of my writing timer on account of it blending into the music or something. Bugs, I tell you. Working on them.


* This all assumes that I’m doing this during a time when Summer is asleep. She usually wakes up around 7:30, and can generally be persuaded to take her morning nap about ten, so on a good day I can probably get two writing blocks in during the morning. Realistically her morning nap is unreliable, so if I get a second block in I can roughly double the amount of time and halve the productivity of it because I’ll be busy entertaining/feeding/cleaning/chasing Summer.

** It took me forever to realize that that’s not a vastly disparate list of games at all, and that the factor I love about them is the open-endedness. Sometimes I’m thick that way.

***Except for The Sims. Ten minutes is almost long enough for your save to load in that game.


Current Music: Cake’s albums Comfort Eagle and Fashion Nugget, with a bit of Three Doors Down before that because the albums together come to about 85 minutes. I basically love every song on these albums. Every song on these albums is on my favorites list. Er, no, wait, now Cake is over and we’re on to Billy Talent I and II, all of which are also on my favorites list. Going to bed now.

Depression: This Is So True

Saturday, November 19th, 2011

I’ve been meaning to link the latest Hyperbole and a Half post for a while. Here you go. I’m guessing most of my followers are already familiar with Hyperbole and a Half, but if not, go click through some of the Best Of links. Unless you’re short on time, you won’t regret it.

I mostly wanted to link this because it is so, so incredibly true, and Allie does a fantastic job of describing what is fundamentally pretty damned complicated. Like me, she had basically no good reason for getting depressed, which is honestly pretty irritating. I haven’t yet reached the point of the depression magically going away – not exactly – but it has been letting up quite a lot, and I honestly can’t say why. I’m tempted to say that the fact that I’ve been writing more lately is part of it – I’ve been getting more writing done again since before NaNoWriMo – but, well, I’m not entirely convinced that I’m not writing more because I’m getting less depressed. Maybe this will all be clearer in retrospect.

Bloody November

Saturday, November 19th, 2011

So shortly before the start of this month, I published a rather daunting list of things I have going on this month. Seeing as how we’re around 2/3 of the way through the month, this seems like a pretty good time to follow up with a post on how it’s all going. Give me a moment while I open up the old post . . .
Right. My goals, in the original order:

Write About 1667 Words/Day on This Novel Will Fail (NaNoWriMo)

This is the main reason I haven’t updated about November before. I think I’ve mentioned in the past that I don’t really enjoy talking about stuff when it’s not going well, but seeing as how this is a tendency I’m trying to get over, here goes.

The truth is, this is actually going very well.

That statement needs a qualifier or two, though. See, I’m way behind on NaNoWriMo right now. Way, way behind. As of the end of yesterday, I had 16.5k words written. As of the end of yesterday, to be on schedule, I *should* have had 30k. So there’s a difference of about 13.5k in there somewhere. How many words I need to write per day depends on how you interpret the deadline – yWriter5 tells me I need to write 3043 words/day, while NaNoWriMo.org claims I need 2805. I like the NaNoWriMo version, as it seems to interpret the last day of the deadline as a day on which I can write; I suppose yWriter is basing its number on the assumption that there might be an editor expecting to receive a manuscript on the last day of the deadline, which is fair.

But tangents aside, I’m about 8 days behind on NaNoWriMo, with twelve days to catch up. Can I do it? Sure. Will I do it? God knows. I sure as hell don’t. Will I be upset if I “fail?” Hell no. Part of the reason I planned such a stressful November for myself was to push my limits, to see what I can pull off. Another reason was to try and break me out of my bloody long block on writing in general, and Derelict in particular. Both of these have been rousing successes. Earlier this month I blogged that I had broken my previous all-time-high word count by about 1-1.5k when I clocked in at around 3500 words at the end of the day. I didn’t blog about it last Friday, but I hit a little over 5k words that day, which breaks my old new high by a similar margin. This is a big deal for me. Several other local NaNo-ers I’ve talked to say that they usually have at least one day during NaNoWriMo where they hit 10k. This feels like a thing that could happen to me. Bearing in mind that this time last month I considered 2k/day something I could probably eventually reach, but didn’t expect to get much past that, this is a huge deal.

So: NaNoWriMo. I’m way behind, but win or lose it’s been a huge success this year. Moving on.

Write 1 Chunk of Game Design (or something) Each Day

On target. I’d be somewhere into next month if I let myself mark off future tasks as done here, but that would defeat the point. Pip and I have been making huge strides on Zosias, mostly regarding spellcasters and spells. For the first time in about five years, Zosian spellcasters have one master list they can refer to when selecting their spells, instead of around six. (There are good reasons it’s been a mess for so long, but that’s beside the point. Also, in my home games there’s still the 3.5 Spell Compendium, Complete Book of Eldritch Might, Arcana Unearthed, and Arcana Evolved: Spell Treasury to dig through, but that is truly beside the point.)

Read a Book Every 2 Days

A little behind – either 3 or 6 books behind, depending on how you count it. I added some “finish a book” tasks on various odd-numbered days to bring my total count for the year up to 100 if I get it all done. I am not in the least bit concerned here – my behindedness here is basically a fundamental property of Skyrim coming out and Minecraft hitting 1.0*. Since I plan to read through the Chrno Crusade manga again soon, which is seven books long and likely to take me an afternoon or so, I actually count this as on target.

Obtain a House

Failed. It turns out that the fellow who pre-approved us for a home loan was incompetent or something. Luckily my realtor wasn’t, and with the help of her and a banker friend of hers, we found out that he actually couldn’t finance us before we were out a thousand dollars or so on inspections and appraisals, which was preferable to the alternative. This was actually a bit of a relief, because the process of getting a house is pretty stressful. We’re going to wait a year or so, until we’re in a better position, and try again. We should be in a better position by then, because there is reason for tentative optimism in:

Look for a Job

As noted above, tentative optimism. The job market is definitely a hell of a lot better than it was when we moved up here . . . two? three? two years ago. “A hell of a lot better” is not necessarily “good,” but still.

Continue Being Summer’s Dad

Rollicking success. Summer still exists, I’m still her dad, and we generally get along quite well when I’m not denying her God-given right to as much candy as she believes herself capable of eating.

In Summary

Generally speaking, November is going crazy good, especially considering the daunting list I had going into it. Of my stated goals, I have one fail, one behind schedule but fundamentally successful, and four on target. There’s also my ninja goal of “keep working on Derelict draft 3,” which is mildly suicidal but theoretically on track. I had a 10k day on it this week, which sounds more exciting than it is because the day’s work basically involved slotting 10k worth of useful scenes from draft 2 into places where they would fit in draft 3, and occasionally editing them slightly or making notes for future edits. So mostly copypasta. It’s clear now that draft 3 is going to be another rough draft, with a fourth cleanup draft to follow; assuming that I get draft 3 done by December 20, I tentatively plan to finish draft 4 by February 20.

Well, I’m signing off for the morning. November isn’t going to finish itself. Er, you know what I mean.


*I had my first Hardcore-mode death. I was crossing a frozen tundra at night on the way back to my base while watching Desert Bus, and I stepped in a 1×1 hole with a lava lake at the bottom. It was actually a pretty awesome way to die. I liked that world, but I like this story more.

Software Gadgets

Tuesday, November 8th, 2011

I recently came to one of those realizations that can only be described as a “duh” moment. I’m a huge fan of software gadgets. I used to think that my obsession with finding and trying out new bits and pieces of writing-related software was a problem that was hindering me actually getting work done, but I no longer think that’s the case. I think that finding new and interesting pieces of writing software actually helps keep me creative. Plus, many of the tools I use constantly were – obviously – discovered by my tendency to tinker around with new software.

In some ways, I’m the software equivalent of that guy with a shop in his garage full of half-finished projects. I’m not an especially good programmer, mainly because I haven’t focused on it much in the past few years, but I really enjoy programming. And when I have something I want to work on I can find out how to do what I want pretty easily. I <3 the Internet.

Regardless of my actual programming skill, I like the process of putting something together myself. I endured merciless mocking when writing a quick program to generate random ASCII for a scene in my NaNo novel took me the better part of three hours*, because it was more fun to write it myself than to use online tools. By the same token, I have about a third of a bare-bones word processor sitting pitifully in the bottom of one of my source directories. Every once in a while I hear it pitifully mewing at me, like a kitten at the bottom of a well.

This feels like a good time to mention the software I’m using most right now. I’m just going to talk about the stuff I directly write in for now, because the rest is probably worth a post in and of itself.

When I’m writing my books, I use yWriter, which I’ve talked about before. I don’t use its built-in metadata handling any more: I don’t really want to track info about my characters, locations, etcetera in it. Instead, I use Wikidpad for that. I also use Wikidpad to organize everything from characters to session notes on campaigns I run.

When I’m working on Zosias, I use Google Docs: I don’t consider it to be an especially good word processor, but it’s unquestionably a fantastic piece of collaboration software. I often wish it had features like columns, redefining the formatting for styles, and handling large documents gracefully, and I suspect it has a gradual memory leak somewhere, but the ability to work together with other people on a document in real time is priceless.

I recently discovered 750 Words, which I daresay has revolutionized my daily writing schedule. I’ve been using it a whopping five days. The basic idea of it is that writing three unfiltered pages a day is nicely therapeutic and helps prime the writing pumps, and I have to say it works very well. It’s basically cloud-based journaling software that applies gamification to the process of daily writing – the point system rewards you for writing every day and finishing your 750 words without getting distracted, and it has tons of achievements (called “badges”) for things like long writing streaks and consistently finishing under 20 minutes. Instead of counting against the total amount of writing I can get done in a day, 750 Words actually seems to increase it; I get all the other stuff that’s on my mind written out, and then I’m good to go.

Finally, and perhaps oddly, I use Wordpad constantly. I prefer the older Windows XP version of it to the one with Win7 on my laptop, because I don’t like the spacing that the new one applies automatically; luckily, my desktop still runs XP, so it all works out. I’ve been laughed at for using Wordpad as recently as just the other day, and there’s no doubt that there are many superior word processors to Wordpad, but it has a few good things going for it:

  • It’s stable. Very, very stable. I’ve used Wordpad constantly for about seven years, sometimes with hilariously large documents, and I’ve never had it crash on me. Never.
  • It’s lightweight. Wordpad does what I need it to: it gives me a great big writing canvas and the ability to bold, italicize, underline, and occasionally change the font and size of my text. It doesn’t try to do much else. If I need to get a wordcount on something, it’s pretty easy to open it in OpenOffice or something, but for most of what I do in Wordpad I don’t need word counts.
  • Because it is lightweight, it’s fast. When I have a quick idea I want to jot down, I do it in Wordpad, because I don’t want to wait for something else to load. I can run a dozen Wordpad documents at once with no performance hit.
  • Its documents are portable. Wordpad saves in .rtf format, which isn’t perfect, but it’s supported by approximately every word processor ever.
  • It’s familiar. I’ve been using Wordpad for various things since I got my first modern computer in 2004, right before going to ASMSA.

This isn’t to say that I wouldn’t consider switching. Things like word count and tabs would be nice, but it’s surprisingly hard to find minimalistic Wordpad-like word processors; most free word processors I run across prefer to try to emulate Word, even when they’re trying to be lightweight. The closest I’ve found is Jarte, which is very good and actually built on the WordPad engine; Jarte is to Wordpad as Notepad++ is to Notepad. And the truth is, I’ll probably switch to Jarte eventually. I had a bad initial experience with it a few years ago, when I was quite annoyed that it seemed to be trying to completely replace menu names with icons – I’ve since found that it’s possible to turn on a menu bar with actual words on it. But I haven’t switched yet, because it still fails the familiarity test. Kind of an odd reason after the point of this post, I know. Every once in a while I switch it to my default rtf editor to see if I can force myself to switch. I think I’ll do that now.


Current Music: A Pandora station based on The Offspring’s You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid. Right now it’s playing Re-Education (Through Labor) by Rise Against. Ooh, no, now it’s playing Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant. I love all of these songs.


*The actual code took about five minutes, but I ended up having to reinstall the JDK for reasons that are too lengthy for me to want to go into here. I didn’t have the latest version of Java installed, anyway. And then I had to figure out why the reinstalled JDK was still trying to use an older version that I had uninstalled a while back, which turned out to be because there were old java.exe’s in my system32 and SysWow64 folders, but I spent about an hour and a half trying to track down what I thought was a registry issue . . .

A Quick November Update

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011

Yesterday, I didn’t get any writing done. To be fair, I was busy finding out that the fellow who pre-approved us for a home loan actually couldn’t write us a home loan. As far as I can tell this wasn’t a matter of malice, but one of incompetence. Part of me feels like that’s a bit harsh. Part of me feels like it’s a damn good thing my realtor checked with some other loan people and gave me a bunch of questions to ask this guy now, instead of later this month when we’d have shelled out something like a thousand dollars for inspections and whatnot only to discover that our pre-approval was not, as such, worth shit. Honestly it’s a bit of a relief at this point; we won’t be getting a house this year, but in the meantime at least that part of my life’s not in flux any more. Being in flux is bloody stressful.

Of course, the other reason I didn’t write was because I was running Kat a two-hour gaming session for five hours. Whoops.

So, day 2 of NaNoWriMo. The most I’ve ever written (in the way of fiction) in a day is something in the vicinity of 2000 words. I don’t know the exact count, but I know it wasn’t more than about 2400 or so. Well, I’m pretty sure*. So I could have just aimed for my new daily goal, which was about fifty  words higher than before, and try to keep that up. Or, I could try to write both days’ worth, a whopping 3334 words. I opted for the latter.

Today’s word count: 3508 words on This Novel Will Fail. I’m not going to lie. I’m a little impressed with myself. This is in spite of the fact that I actually only had about 250 words done by noon today, but Kat went into support-a-struggling-writer overdrive and provided me with sandwiches and coffee while I wrote. Also, my local NaNo chapter has an IRC channel, which helped way more than I thought it would. But my wife gets most of the credit by far.

Other November progress:

I read a book. And a half. Yes, they were manga (sort of – I’m rereading my Megatokyo volumes.) Yes, that counts. I make the rules here.

I did not get any game design done. I would feel shame, if I was capable of such emotion at the moment. Instead, I feel a sense of pride that I wrote 3500 bloody words today.

I successfully continued to be Summer’s dad today. She was with her great-grandparents for most of the day, but then we went and had her second birthday party. Then I came home and wrote the last 1000 words or so.

I did not look for, obtain, or work at a job. Again: 3500 words. I’m counting it as my day off.

So . . . November’s itinerary hasn’t changed that much, but between not worrying about getting a house and having my lifetime-record-best writing day, I actually feel quite good. Also sleepy.

Good night.


*I didn’t find a blog post detailing said record high like I thought I would, but I did find out that I apparently tried NaNoWriMo back in ’09, right after moving and having a kid, while I was starting a new job. What, was I high or something? The reason I didn’t remember this is probably because it went nowhere.

November: A Month for Relaxation

Tuesday, November 1st, 2011

Today begins NaNoWriMo, which I have decided to participate in this year. Crazy, I know. I’ve been working a lot on Zosias lately, mainly with my friend Pip (more on that later). I’m also still working on Derelict, though I’ve moved it to the back burner for now; most of my daily writing has been on Zosias, with adjustments made for the fact that word count is a really bad way to track game design. Kat and I are also looking into buying a house, and we’ve collectively decided that I should look into a part-time/night-shift job for a while. So tentatively November looks like this:

  • *Write about 1667 words per day on a new project. This conveniently takes care of my “write 1000 words/day” goal quite conveniently, as well as my daily task to write 500 words of prose, anywhere, on anything (which is strictly speaking part of the word goal anyway). I’ve got about four different ideas for this book, and will hopefully have settled on one by the time I start writing later today. Regardless of which one I pick, the working title is “This Novel Will Fail,” because it amuses me to attempt to employ reverse psychology. The reason I find reverse psychology so funny is probably because I learned about it from Bugs Bunny.
  • Write about 500 words or one chunk of game design, story background, campaign notes/plans, or whatever. This is a complete non-issue. As far as I can tell, I don’t get writer’s block on game design. This is probably at least partially due to the fact that the Zosias design team consists of four people, we have several fantastic friends who regularly playtest, and I’m involved in about two and a half Zosias campaigns right now. (One I run for my wife, one my wife runs for me, and one I’m in the planning stages of.) It’s hard to sit through an entire gaming session without running across three or four parts of the rules that could do with addition, expansion, or change.
  • Read a book every 2 days. I haven’t blogged about this goal, and it’s not a super-important one, but the reasoning goes something like this: I like to read. I set myself a goal, roughly via Shelfari, of reading a hundred books this year. I’m way behind. If I read a book every two days until the end of the year, I’ll be almost caught up*.
  • Obtain a house. Or continue the process thereof.
  • Look for/work at a job. We’ve decided that it would be a good idea for me to get at least a part-time job for a while, not least because we anticipate unexpected expenses once we have a house. Plus: We’re making it pretty well on Kat’s income, which means that whatever I bring in is pretty much extra. This will likely go toward frivolous expenses such as savings and paying off old medical debts. There are at least half a dozen ways the schedule could play out here, but one thing’s for sure: I’m probably going to have to adjust my sleep schedule again. Silly me.
  • Continue being Summer’s dad. Obviously I won’t be an entirely stay-at-home dad any more, but I’ll still be the primary go-to parent. See, I can put some of my stuff aside for awhile if I need to. If I miss a week on the novel, well, it’s nothing  that hasn’t happened before. Kat’s going to school online right now, and I gather they’re a little less understanding about missing weeks.

Luckily, being Summer’s dad isn’t usually all that grueling. Sure, sometimes it involves convincing her to sleep when she’s convinced the bed is made of hot needles. But sometimes it only involves reading her one of her favorite books twenty-seven times over the course of an hour. And sometimes, we sit down and watch the 90s Spider-Man cartoons together. She loves those**.


*It’s a good thing this is a self-imposed goal, because I can define “book” however makes me happy, and sometimes when I’m busy it makes me happy to count each book of a manga or something. I’ve been meaning to read the Rozen Maiden manga, and I wouldn’t mind rereading the Megatokyo books and/or the Chrno Crusade manga.

**So do I.

 

Sandwich Post Imminent

Thursday, October 13th, 2011

Well, for some value of “sandwich post,” anyway.

Kat and I have been, as Kat puts it, “flexing our frugality musclesҸ” lately. Part of this is because we’re looking into buying a house*. Part of this is because we had several startlingly large electric bills in a row. Fuck you too, Arkansas weather.

Luckily it’s been quite nice out for a couple of weeks now, so we can just pop open the windows and the front door, set up a fan, and leave the temperature control off. Since our primary monetary drain over the past few months has been air conditioning, this means that we must turn our attention elsewhere for savings. I’m choosing the pantry, for quality of life reasons.

You see, Summer has this really adorable habit of going back and forth between my desk and the pantry, bringing one or two items over to me each trip. If I sit down for an hour or so, my desk becomes the depository of the entire bottom half of our long-term food storage. Not only does this eventually result in a very cute game in which I try to put things in the pantry faster than she can put them on my desk, it also calls my attention to just how much stuff is in the pantry that never gets used.

This in turn reminds me of a tip I’ve seen featured a couple of times: Base your meals around what’s in your pantry to save more on groceries. This seems like sound advice, but I’ve never gotten around to motivating myself to take a cursory examination of the pantry with meal plans in mind. Luckily, with Summer’s help I’m able to complete a total inventory of the bottom half several times a week – indeed, sometimes twice in one day. So, my tentative goal now is to plan out meals that use relatively little new food from the store and instead empty out the pantry before Summer does. Since I kind of want to blog more frequently than I am right now, this means that you, the reader, receive the high privilege of partaking vicariously in my culinary mistakes. You’re welcome.

With no further ado . . .


Pantry Prettification 001

“Arguably Some Sort of Southwestern Dish”

Today’s victims:

  • 1 can of whole kernel corn (~15 oz), drained
  • 1 can of stewed sliced tomatoes (~15 oz), drained
  • 2 medium potatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 1/2 medium yellow onion, chopped
  • About 1/2 teaspoon of chives? I think? I would have measured if I’d known I’d be blogging about it at the time, but I just eyeballed it.
  • About 1/2 pound frozen boneless chicken thigh strips. See note regarding chives.
  • Shredded cheddar, to taste.
  • Something starchy, to taste. I recommend rice and/or tortillas. Potato chips would be frowned upon. Pocky is a nonstarter and, frankly, I’m disgusted anyone would actually suggest it.

Something resembling directions:

  1.  Combine everything but the cheese and the something starchy in a large skillet. Cover.
  2. Cook on about medium-high or so for about 20 minutes, until the chicken is no longer illegal to serve.
  3. At some point during this time period you should probably prep the starchy stuff.
  4. Serve the results on, in, under, or in the general vicinity of the starchy stuff. Sprinkle some cheddar on top if you want to.

Aftermath:

In this case, the starches in question were some instant rice and some tortillas. The instant rice wasn’t nearly as bad as non-instant-rice-advocates have led me to believe.


Summer skipped her morning and afternoon naps in lieu of conking out about an hour before dinner time. Here we see her temporarily awoken to enjoy the vegetables of my labors. Apparently she liked it. As, in fact, did Kat. I actually thought the end result was a bit bland, but I was expecting that anyway due to the whole not-drowning-it-in-salt thing**. Still, it was tasty. I made my wraps with rice inside and decided to add ranch dressing, and the end result was actually rather nice.


Tomorrow I cheat and don’t hardly use anything from the pantry at all, because I’ve been wanting to try the recipe for Greene Beefe Stewe. Eventually my food pictures will look as pretty as that, and my plan for world domination will be complete.


Ҹ EDIT: Kat informs me that “flexing frugality muscles” is a term she obtained from the blog Mr. Money Mustache. It’s pretty neat. You should go check it out.

*It turns that in today’s housing market, we can get a very nice three-bedroom house with a yard in town and pay about $100 less on the mortgage (including taxes and insurance) than we’re paying in rent on our 2-bedroom apartment with a crappy deck that the apartment management keeps promising to fix before I fall through it again. Given that “get a house” is one of our major long-term goals and I’d kind of like Summer to have a yard to run around in before she grows up, this seems like something of a no-brainer.

**I’ve been trying to do things to lower my cholesterol and blood pressure. A couple of years ago Kat and I had to get blood tests done when we applied for life insurance, and my results arrived with a complementary exorcist. I didn’t get the preferred rate.

I’m on Formspring too, now.

Tuesday, October 11th, 2011

Not that I have any good reason for being there, but I figured I might as well. For those that don’t know, Formspring is basically a place to ask people questions.

Here, have a link.