Work stomped on my NaNoWriMo plans. I have the very fortunate issue of having a specialized skill set that makes me invaluable at work. It is a problem worth having. I adore this problem. But, it also means that on occasion, I have to give up on some after hours plans to pull of the big sex project at work. This time around the major project was a touch screen directory for award winners. It was lovely. I didn’t get to go to the awards show sadly as it was out of state. But, I have been told how much people loved it and that there are photos on their way to me.
So Sunderland took a bit of a back seat and I have eight or nine days to write 31,767 words. Since I don’t have the time to dedicate my every waking moment to the end of NaNoWriMo, I am going to have to admit that this year was a bust. I am going to continue to write into December. I have two straight weeks at the end where I will be able to have lounging-pajama-writing days. But for now, I am going to work on getting my Alice into Wonderland…. I am trying to figure out something else to call it. I am also considering writing the same novel, but without the Alice in Wonderland backbone. The plot is solid enough without it.
Here is what I have so far:
That daring young man on the flying trapeze.
On Saturday, I finally went. I was reading The Londoner, an amazing blog I found recently. In her post called Adventures Downtown, she took a class on Aerial Silks. It was a lot of fun to read, and something on my to-do list. Granted it is something I have wanted to learn since 2001 when I found Cirque du Soleil: Quidam. There is an amazing woman who does an Aerial Silks routine. I have been in awe of it for years. I remember telling my boyfriend at the time that I would love to learn it. Years later, I am finally getting around to it. Atlanta finally has gyms that specialize in it. Hopefully, I will have pictures of me in the silks learning something new and ready to show off. I knew it would be work. I don’t have a lot of upper body strength. And, to be fair about it, my strength to weight ratio is still improving. But, I found that it was just enough exercise that on the second day, I am not really feeling the ache anymore.
If you live in an area that offers it, I suggest taking a class. It is a lot of fun. Just remember to ask all the safety questions about their rigging. This way you find a safe place to learn. Ask about weight loads and weight breaking points. If they are up front with you, then they are worth it. If they try to skirt the question, then I would look around some more. Safety is a huge part of this sport like most others.
As for NaNoWriMo 2013, I am working on my novel. I am a little behind, because I pulled 52 hours last week. I mostly slept this weekend. Once I get the Prologue and maybe Chapter One fleshed out, I am going to put them up here so people can read them. I always love feedback. Also, I am absolutely fine with you sending me a grammar or spelling correction. I hate finding them in printed books, and wish you could write someone and let them know.
Candy was eaten. Costumes were admired. We watched vampire television. And, now it is time to hover over my keyboard for a month. Between work and writing, I fully intend to abuse my spell check and caffeine tolerance.
Welcome to NaNoWriMo 2013!
For the third year in a row, I have a concept going into one of the most thrilling months of the year. It is only rivaled by my yearly wait for Dragon Con, or as I like to call it Geeky Christmas. This year I am indulging my obsession with Steampunk and fairytale. I am writing a modern variation of Alice in Wonderland that will hopefully tie back beautifully to the core fiction. I am doing this more as personal challenge. Since I used to write Supernatural fanfiction, I have always worked to support the integrity of the original fiction. Alice is a natural choice for an alternate history genre. She does the lovely thing of actually stepping through a radical world change for me. For anyone who finds this and wants to become my writing buddy, here is a link to my profile: Zandee.
So down the rabbit hole and off to type.
Last night NaNoWriMo kicked off here in Atlanta. With three Kick-Off parties, I had an array of choices. Going with my general love of Atlanta icons, I went to The Varsity in downtown. It was the second time I stepped foot in the Atlanta staple. I actually don’t know anyone who eats there on anything close to a regular basis.
It was a blast. My niece came with me. I worried that she would be bored, but once she found the social aspect that changed. I met Hype, mattkinsi, and tiakall our fearless MLs. I am considering becoming a write-in organizer next year. I want to see what it is like doing the great NaNoWriMo 50k challenge with a full-time 40/hrs schedule. I imagine I will understand more about the effects of caffeine by the end of this month.
I am working on getting the rhythm of this blog down. I know there isn’t much of a pattern to my blogging. I am going to start a few article types this week. So once I know what my schedule will be I will post it. I know I am going to make Mondays a warm-up fiction piece. Also, Friday will be Friday Fiction… I love alliteration, so I can’t resist.
This week I found the most amazing thing: Goodreads. I am a huge fan of Felicia Day. So when I learned she had a book club with three other amazing ladies. I joined Vaginal Fantasy Hangout by Felicia Day, Veronica Belmont, Kiala Kazabee and Bonnie Burton. (I haven’t picked up this month’s book yet.) I love that I can see my friends reading list. All of my friends are huge reading buffs. Most of us read fast or obsessively… or both. I tend to be a fast, but not obsessively. If you want to friend me on there here is a link to my profile.
So… I had a post about day three. It was amazing and full of quirky geek references. Then my iPad died before I updated. It is amazing. As a long standing web designer, you would think the mantra of “Save Often; Save Now” would have translated over to blogging. I even have this mantra where it comes to writing. Actually I just set Word to auto save every two minutes. I am the kind of lazy paranoid that allows the computer to automate my neuroses. I remember the highlights, which I guess in retrospect are really the only things I should have talked about anyway.
The relativity of Dragon Con: My brother and I have this theory about how time and space seem to work at Dragon Con. Neither of us really like being swamped in a crowd. I am 5’5″ and my brother is 6’3″. So we both have completely different reasons as to why. I don’t like being short and unable to see the way traffic is flowing mainly because I get shoved along it with only the ability to jump in and out of the stream of traffic. This is usually how I get around Con when I am by myself. I will jump in the line that seems to be passing in front of where I want to be. My brother who is a broad shouldered 6’3″ man however can drive through the traffic of a crowd like a cop with his lights on. Everyone seems to notice he is coming and usually try to get out of his way. However, this works up until it doesn’t because Con is super crowded. But, for some reason at Con we both seem to tolerate the being packed like little sardines in the flowing pattern that is Con-going geeks. Everyone tries not to run you over. If they do, they will usually turn around apologize and then try to make space for you. So space though tighter some how doesn’t seem as crowded as anywhere else like say Ikea. (Yes, I love me some Ikea.)
I follow The Athele Series on WordPress. The two writers talk a lot about how they behave as writers, things that are important to them, and then they post snippets of fiction. It was only a few days ago that I realized that I was procrastinating putting my own fiction out there. My brother asked what my blog was about. I told him then I gave him an update on posts I have posted. He asked where the fiction was hiding. I have always posted under the name Nykole Todd. It was a persona I created to give me the freedom to post, but this blog is under my name. I guess the divide has allowed me to hide nervousness behind the guise of contemplation and consideration.
So I am going to use writing prompts I find out there on the great wide internet as my own exercises for a while to get me back into the swing of things. So here is the first draft…. Hopeless.
Magda spun through the dance floor exchanging pleasantries with her current dance partner. Step. Turn. Smile. Nod. The music continued on as Magda feigned interest in the man talking about her father. It was the same conversation over and over again. Magda crinkled her nose trying to adjust the light leather mask back up her nose.
“If you wouldn’t mind speaking with him and putting in a good word, I would greatly appreciate it.” The man with the sandy blonde hair was still in the middle of a conversation she had abandoned.
“I do not have much sway with my father on the topic of internal politics. We unfortunately do not agree on several subjects. It might do your chances harm for me to get in the middle.” Magda tried to break away from the dance and conversation. It always felt like kicking a puppy watching the men’s eyes go from eager to hopeless.
It is amazing how a convention can change your opinion of being a morning person. On a normal day I have my alarm set for seven in the morning. The amusing part is I can apparently do my nines multiplications in my sleep. The iPhone alarm will go off every nine minutes when you hit snooze. By 7:36 a.m., I am up and showering for my 9:00 a.m. job. Not bad. But DragonCon weekend is apparently a very special place in time and space where I was awake at 6:48 a.m. waiting for my alarm to go off. I seem to still have the childlike reaction of not getting out of my warm bed until the alarm sounds.
By nine, my brother and I were Downtown staring at all the wonderful connies who were already up and in costume. We spent the morning in the writer’s track. I find it interesting how many people were overly serious in the panel. I was giggling with the girl in front of me about the plot we were roundtable creating. And, two people got up in a huff and stormed to the other side of the room. Okay, I am not quiet, but I actually was being quiet at that point.
Now that I have been to the con and slept, I thought it would be fun to do a catch up of the Con and everything that went on. After work on Thursday, I rushed home from my office to catch up with my brother and head right back into Downtown Atlanta. I work in one of the gleaming glass towers of Downtown, and I live about 20 minutes into the Buckhead area via GA400. It was actually rather amazing. By 5:58 p.m. I was attempting not to run to my car in the parking deck. By 7:00 p.m., I had eaten dinner and was parking in Downtown. I then promptly walked three blocks to the registration building. The was the moment where I began to notice all the little differences. I must preface this with the fact that I have not been to the Con since DragonCon 2006.
The first major difference was the little cards sent out for those of us smart enough to pre-register for the event. This lovely little blue card came in the mail with all of my information on it. Then there was the Pre-Reg line. It was a line of colored tape on the floor, which I remembered from my last event, that fed into what I lovingly call the Mickey Mouse line. It is the maze like back-and-forth queue that exists only in an amusement park. Hundreds of geeks of various states of costuming rushed back and forth high-fiving and knuckle bumping as they sped towards the finish line. Finally when we moved to the front of the line the attendant directed us immediately to the numbered booth, where the wonderful DragonCon volunteer scanned the barcode on my previously mentioned blue card… printed a tag… then turned over my badge.
My desk is littered with projects I am working on. Bonnie Burton (@bonniegrrl), Felicia Day (@feliciaday), Kiala Kazabee (@kiala), and Veronica Belmont (@veronica) are discussing the benefits of the word mewling from the Avengers. All I can do is push through the day, because I am experiencing the feeling most 8 year-olds have in regards to Christmas presents. If I could sneak downstairs and unwrap Dragon Con early, I think I would try.
I have a schedule planned out. I will be spending my time in the Alternate History and the Writer’s panels. There are also several famous people I want to meet.