NaPoWriMo 2014 & Camp NaNoWriMo – Day 14

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I have no poetry to offer up for today or yesterday. Chaos and pain got the better of me yesterday, and, today it is pure unadulterated exhaustion. It appears I also did not post anything for Day 12. I honestly cannot recall if there was poetry that day or just a lot of free writing as there was yesterday. I type this blog post with eyes barely open, mind barely functioning. I have a lot of work to tend to today – editing, caring for my nephew – and uncertain of how I will manage it.

So I have missed three days of NaPoWriMo but, at the same time, I have missed nothing for it. The challenge is a poem a day but I’ve been cranking out two to eight poems a day. The odds are in my favor here. Yesterday’s free writing put me over 11K for Camp NaNoWriMo too. Things are progressing well even if the day to day is not in my favor.

I hope for a decent bedtime and ample sleep this evening so I may resume my awesomeness tomorrow. 😉

And a baby…

There has been a lot of craziness the past week and a half with Thanksgiving and preparations for my nephew’s arrival. T decided to grace us with his presence at 10:48pm on December 2, 2013, at 7lbs 8 ounces & 20 inches long, after a rather quick labor and delivery process. My sister started having contractions about noon and her water broke around 5:45pm. Considering that this was her first pregnancy, all are surprised how quickly things progressed.

My sister, brother-in-law, and nephew arrived home today from the hospital.

Baby T

T, sadly, has inherited the odd toes my sister, our father, our father’s mother, and I all have. (We can pick up stuff with our toes – it freaks people out but can be very useful.) He also has his mother’s Mediterranean coloring and his father’s detached earlobes. He’s fairly relaxed for a baby thus far. T only cries if you move him around or when he’s starving. He has a very hearty appetite so feeding happens every hour or so.

I am certain there will be more T anecdotes and pictures to come.

NaNoWriMo 2013: Days Nine through Fourteen

I survived the second move but finding it difficult to get my “groove” back.

Day Nine did not give up any poetry, only free writing. Suffered a drought on Days Ten, Eleven, and Twelve as I moved, unpacked, worked to adapt to my new living arrangement & role, and tried to gain some familiarity with Denver. Release Day for the last three chapbooks in the Moments of Self series – The Mirth of Equinox, The Solitude of Harvest, and The Embrace of Solstice – passed without much acknowledgment because I was too distracted. They are presently available on Kindle for 99 cents each or for free with Amazon Prime Membership.

So far, living with my sister and brother-in-law is a little odd but mellow. They leave for work before I get up and I only see them for a few hours once they get home from work. Keeping their house picked up is pretty easy since it was clean to begin with plus most areas they never use as they are rarely home. My main task everyday is cooking, which is fine with me, and the meals on this week’s menu are fairly simple, leaving me time to write, read, and continue unpacking. I do a lot of baking too. My very pregnant sister loves sweets and is delighted that desserts keep being on the menu. The desserts have also been a big help in using up the 5 pounds of apples she bought a few weeks ago and never ate.

I am almost done getting my wayward cave setup. During the move, I acquired a new bed frame and desk. The bed frame I needed and the desk was something multipurpose I desired. These new items sort of cement the concept of the clean slate, a new beginning.

Day Thirteen had me scoping out the local (and horribly pathetic) coffee shop scene within a few miles of the house. There are two Starbucks (crazy busy and hardly any seating at either location) and an Einstein Bros. Bagels (ample seating even if it is a little on the busy side and closes at absurd times). I spent a few hours that morning at the Einstein Bros. Bagels and got two poems written along with a bit of free writing. However, word count was very minimal. I, now, need to write around 2,500 words a day in order to get 50,000 by the end of the month. Pretty sure that such isn’t going to happen.

Found out that a SCA friend and fellow WriMo lives on the other side of the neighborhood. I knew she lived in the general area but couldn’t remember where exactly. I thought she was a bit further away in Aurora. We may try to get together to write-in soon. Most of the Denver Region write-ins, while inconvenient from where we live, are near her work so she attends when ever possible. She is reasonably excited about the potential of having write-ins near home too.

Day Fourteen had me back at Einstein Bros. Bagels and their internet connection kept dropping. Oh well, should be writing and not checking Facebook/Blog/NaNoWriMo.org obsessively. Not feeling the creative vibe in wayward cave yet. I am hoping it will show up as soon as I get everything put away. The bulk of the day’s words were free writing but a few poems snuck in too. This, very surprisingly, brought me to 2,500 words for the day. Given recent writing tendencies, clearly, I will not be finishing the first draft of Reaper’s Moon this month.

While my sister wants the baby to come NOW, I am hoping he holds off just a little longer so I can settle in some more and get a lot of writing done. I also have a manuscript to edit. I received it just before the move and haven’t gotten a chance to work on it. I have less than two weeks to get it done.

While unpacking things, I downsized more of my belongings. I could not fathom why I kept certain clothing items when I had never worn them and/or they were always ill-fitting. This weekend, the local SCA branch is having an event and the event “fee” is a donation to a local charity that collects food and clothing so they’ll be getting three large bags of clothing. This downsizing process makes me feel very accomplished. My sister, however, gave the impression that she did not think it was much of an accomplishment.

At this point, writing a single poem feels like a big accomplishment too.

I do miss my fur babies and wish they could be with me. I pray that we can be reunited in a place of our own in 6 to 8 months if I can find and obtain an apartment I can afford. Apartments are in very short supply post-flood and apartments in my price range are like unicorns. I do have a lot of concerns over what will happen if I cannot find a place in a timely fashion and/or something goes wrong with/for my sister or my brother-in-law. I do not wish to live with my mom or my dad again nor do I want to be homeless. I am trying not to dwell on the negative but it is a very real concern given my present situation and very limited income. Hoping for the best but considering my options if the worst comes to bite me in the rear.

I suppose it is time to cap off today’s writing stint in an attempt to get the rest of the wayward cave unpacked. Maybe tomorrow, it will be a good place to work in.

Big Changes

This post is brought to you by drastic changes which about after August 25th. Most are for the best, I hope.

My sister asked me to watch my nephew five days a week while she and her husband are at work. Given the amount of time and the distance between our homes, it would be easier to spend the nights as well. This means my furbabies have to go elsewhere – my mom’s house – as my brother-in-law is very allergic. This ends up with me at my mom’s house on the weekends in order to spend time with my furbabies. It became very clear that I should sublet my house for the next year. Yes, my sister would like my ‘nanny’ services from January 2014 until, at least, February 2015. However, she keeps talking about me moving to an ‘affordable’ apartment after that time in order to be around to keep watching my nephew and the future baby #2.  I, personally, want to see how this goes for the year before I make any further commitments plus her idea of affordable and mine usually differ.

I primarily agreed to do this for the money. I have a variety of medical bills festering on my credit cards. The extra money would mean digging out of the debt black hole I have ended up in. Contrary to the often popular belief, being a writer is synonymous with being poor. Very few authors make a lot of money and it takes a lot of books being published before they may even make enough to pay their monthly bills.

I am looking at this opportunity as a chance to finally get my ‘clean slate’. I started working toward it in November 2011 with the beginning of the decluttering process. My debt was a huge stumbling block to my end goals. The whole notion of subletting will also finish off the decluttering process. I will also have the chance to live very simply in a small space as I will be living in the guest room with only a small amount of personal possessions. The rest of my belongings will be in storage at my mom’s house.

As of Labor Day weekend, I have lived here at Al-Bisslii for six years. It is bound to be unsettling – at first – to no longer have a home and to live with others. Moving out also means more money coming in to pay off the mortgage on the house. The sooner the house is paid down, the sooner I can do something more with it and gain the possibility of downsizing to a small house.

At this time, I am striving to have the entire house packed up – except for daily essentials – before November so I can spend November focused on writing. December’s focus will be moving out the packed items. Moving includes the selling of the larger furniture items. Do not have the space to store them and I’ve been contemplating on selling them anyway because they are much too large/bulky for a smaller place. Some of them haven’t been used in years too.

I do look forward to spending a lot of time with my nephew and be part of his upbringing. It is has been a long time since I have cared for children so I am a little nervous although not as nervous as my sister. She has never held a baby and has never really spent time with children. December will bring a learning curve for all of us.

If I become quiet here on These Words I Scribble, I’m probably surrounded by boxes wondering what kind of hell I have gotten myself into.

Did I mention that I hate moving?

Where Has The Time Gone?

I am having a hard time believing August is coming to an end as I wanted to get more done during the month.

Writing has not been very forthcoming the past few weeks as I’ve been rather distracted by sewing projects. Last weekend, I help my sister and brother-in-law paint the baby’s room then we went fabric shopping. My sister asked me to make curtains and a wall décor item for the room. We found a really nice Australian themed nursery print which made my sister extremely happy. The baby’s room has an Australian theme because my sister likes Koalas and both were living in Surfers’ Paradise when they met.

I have occasionally ventured out of the house to the local coffee shop and for write-ins but finding myself more interested in going home to work on sewing/housework than to write. Nevertheless, some writing has been accomplished – just not as much as usual.

At this point in time, I am hoping to get the baby’s stuff completely done by the end of August so I can spend September focused on the house, writing, and prep for NaNoWriMo. I really need to get all the housework done. I am completely exhausted and disillusioned by the decluttering process now. I just want it done so I can devote time to other things. I know I have said such before but distractions and the disillusionment got the best of me and held me back. I am hoping to move beyond these hindrances and forge ahead finally.

I’d also like to get a lot done because, soon, my nephew will be arriving and it would be best for the house to not be in chaos when he does.

In about two weeks, it will be the release day for Moments of Self: Volume One – consisting of five chapbooks that were previously released as 99 cent ebooks.

Later this week, there will be a few sewing-oriented posts as I forgot to write and post one last week for Baby Quilt #1. I have remembered to take pictures of the various stages with that project. I meant to take pictures of the beginning of the progress on the curtains and wall decor but did not remember in time. 😦 There is another sewing project in the works but it is a surprise so it will not be mentioned much until after October 27th aka day of the baby shower.