Still alive! The baby overlord continues to be demanding.
Days and nights blur together but somehow we parental units survive. (If you look very closely you may notice twitching of the eyes, a glimmer of madness, spit stained clothing and unwashed hair).
Every day we face a different challenge. Perhaps it’s not easier but we’ve grown more accustomed to the baby’s demands. Consequently, a new weapon has been deployed to keep us from rebellion: the gummy smile.
It is perhaps the most effective tool the baby has used yet. It also serves as non-financial compensation (or as distraction from the lack thereof). I do not understand how the baby manages such a feat. Every smile is as effective as a drug, causing an immediate reaction in the heart region.
Still in need of sleep. Can that be bottled?
Signing off one handed. The overlord has claimed the other.
Must compose hasty missive. The baby overlord is finally asleep but I may have only minutes to type.
Observations from the field:
Babies appear harmless at first glance. Their heads are floppy and they start out unable to fend for themselves.
Due to this condition, parental units are assigned under the guise of voluntary service. However, few parentals (even those who have previously served under other baby overlords) judge correctly the amount of work involved. I suspect the perpetual sleep deprivation makes it hard for second timers to remember the previous experience.
Baby overlord’s disciplinary tool of choice is a cry biologically designed to be the most irritating sound in existence. Parental units are most vulnerable to this frequency.
The first weeks of service are most demanding. The baby overlord may request food or attention at any hour of day or night. Parental units may have to choose between eating, sleeping or personal hygiene practices during the brief moments between feedings.
Because the species are so different, misunderstandings are bound to occur. Misunderstandings result in further use of the disciplinary tool mentioned above.
Strongly suspect their species would not survive if they were not so cute.
Baby is stirring. Must end missive. Enclosed is a photo of our baby overlord. Looks harmless, but looks can be deceiving. Please send cookies.
Can you believe it’s 2015 already? It’s going to take me a while to get used to the new date. It also means that things are going to change SOON. With less than 30 days left till baby, I’m excited, terrified, and impatient. I’ve always been a goal setter, but this year things will have to stay flexible. Here are my goals for the year:
Reserve a little time to take care of myself daily: making sure to eat right, exercise, just bathe regularly (I’ve heard the baby stories), or just take a time out.
Be more forgiving of myself and others: because E and I will have to figure this out as we go, and so will the grandparents. Also, not to feel too guilty if I have no time for anything (including writing) for a while.
Lastly, to just to take it all one day at a time.
Here’s to less stress, and more joy in 2015! Happy new year :)
It’s been a busy year over here, but writing wise, things have been a little slower than normal. It was back to book research and editing for the first 6 months. I finished another two drafts of the historical novel I wrote a couple years ago, and sent it off to beta readers. I haven’t had the chance to do the last round of revisions it needs quite yet.
In the meantime we started looking for a house, and that ate up most of our weekends until we finally moved into a new place in the summer. That also meant renovations, and shopping for furniture.
As soon as we moved in, I also found out I was pregnant. It was rough for the first 5 months, and included a brief stint in the hospital, and complications from medication. It’s really hard to find motivation to write when even water makes you throw up (morning sickness is a misnomer – it should really be called all day sickness).
I’m feeling a lot better these days, with only the normal complaints of pregnancy (which are surprising and numerous), so I’m happy! I’m taking it a lot easier than I usually do that is a strange adjustment to make, but my body is thankful for it. Right now, nesting instinct has totally taken over, and I keep wanting to clean the house. LOL
Next year, I expect I’ll have to play it by ear. I’m not sure how things will go or if I’ll have time to write at all. It will be different, that’s for sure, both exciting and scary too.
What were some of the highlights of your 2014?
And before I forget… Happy Holidays! May you have a holiday season blessed with good food and good company. See you back here in the new year :)
I’ve been blogging for about 8 years now (though this one hasn’t existed that long) and I’ve noticed how advice around blogging has changed over the years, and so has the medium. It’s probably a result of maturity, people figuring out how to leverage their blogs the best way, and the proliferation of new types of social media.
Here’s a random list of things that I’ve observed:
Fewer personal blogs, and diaries/journals. Maybe this is a result of people losing interest, or that people are more cautious these days? They might also just not attract as much attention as more instant forms of communication like Twitter.
(Outside of the fiction writing world) Many blogs have high production quality, professional photos, commercial polish. Popular ones have gotten non-fiction book deals, advertising sponsorship, or are built in conjunction with an existing/new business. Blogging is full time work for many of those folk.
Many agents no longer advocate that you must blog regularly, but only to blog if you enjoy it. I think this is likely because audiences are dwindling. If everyone has a blog, how do you have time to read them all? On the other hand, it’s still a good idea to have at least a website where people can find links to all your work, or find out more about you.
Times are a-changin, but that’s always been true. Maybe it just seems faster now that technology changes so rapidly, and there’s always the next big thing around the corner.
I’ll still keep blogging, because I enjoy it, but probably not so frequently with the baby coming and all. Honestly, the best thing about the blogging is you guys :)
The nesting instinct has kicked in big time, and I’ve been trying to get organized for baby’s arrival. There are so many things to do and think about (some of which I’ve been avoiding), but in between, I’ve been baking, and had a chance to go on a couple of short adventures.
There isn’t much action on the writing front, but a novel is simmering away in the back of my brain and characters are fleshing out. I’m excited to get started on it, but I’m not sure when I’ll be able to. Just taking things one day at a time for now.
Oh and I also joined Tumblr, mostly to browse beautiful artwork and find some inspriation. If you’re on it, let me know so I can follow you!
Casey Blair tagged me in a game of 777, and I’m happy to play along. The rules are to start on page seven, seven lines down, and post seven sentences of your work. So here we go (An excerpt from the bronze age fantasy I worked on last):
“We have wintered here for five generations. We will not leave.” Her mother stood stiff as a rod, and threaded her arm through Tama’s so that she could not run. “Patience, child,” she whispered softly.
They were near enough to Qin lands that they encountered the foreigners often and spoke their language passably well, but never had Tama seen Qin dressed for war. Their black lacquered armour was not much different from their own, but the soldiers wore their hair in elaborate braids, or topknots, tilted off center. Several soldiers displayed ribbons of red and blue pinned to their breasts.
I’m tagging anyone who wants to play. Send me links to your juicy writing tidbits. You know you want to.
It sometimes seems like these days social media can be a constant flood of bad news, and it can be both very tiring, depressing, and can cause real anxiety.
You’ve probably heard the advice to get away from it all for a while, but social media and public life on the internet part of the new reality we live in. Some people depend on it for their livelihoods. Getting away isn’t always a viable option.
So what can you do? Here are some things that have helped me. Your mileage may vary, but if you’re already feeling overwhelmed, it’s worth a try.
Limit the social media you participate on. You don’t have to be on every network, and easier to engage if you’re focused on fewer. I’ve heard the advice to pick 4 networks at maximum, but I’m down to just Twitter and blogging for now.
Stick to the social media you enjoy the most.
You don’t have to follow everyone. I weed out my Twitter feed and blog list regularly, so that the people and things I follow mostly make me happy.
There’s nothing wrong with giving someone a temporary time out (even if they don’t know it) to give yourself a break. A temporary muting can save a your sanity if you don’t want to follow a particular subject. So can turning off re-tweets on Twitter.
Make peace with not having to be caught up with everything. The world won’t fall apart if you missed a few blog posts, or neglected to comment.
Use lists. You can choose when to view certain feeds or people, rather than automatically displaying them. This way, you can check on them when you feel that you’re able to / have the energy to, and not have them forced upon you. For example, authors, publishing industry talk, or agent chats.
For big more popular sites / news / big media, don’t read the comments. I make an exception for friends blogs of course :)
Take care of your real life relationships, and try to cultivate a healthy social life offline. Sometimes the real world can be a lot more civil than the internet.