innerslytherin: (act her age)
Although not yet, really. That's just one of my favorite U2 songs (out of many!). :D

I turn 40 in a little over a week. Honestly I'd been sort of dreading it. I loved turning 30, especially since I'd gotten my quarter-life crisis out of the way at 25 (I was supposed to be published and a famous writer by then, come on!). But for some reason, 40 felt old.

Oddly, someone on Twitter changed my mind on that, simply by sharing a link to a study that proves people are happiest in their 40s.

Okay, then. Bring it on!

I'm ready for 40. I'm publishing another novel this week, and even though self-publishing (or, as I like to call it, indie publishing, because I do hire some people to do the things I can't do myself) is not yet considered quite as...hrm, legitimate... as traditional publishing, it is actually a great deal more lucrative. My novels are starting to pay for things. Not big things, nothing like a car payment or letting me quit my job. But they're paying for my web hosting, for my email newsletter service. This month, for a Wordpress plugin I use on my website (in very good timing).

I'm in pretty good health. I did a Whole 18 last month (it was supposed to be a Whole 30, but 10 days in I got a wretched ketosis rash and on Day 19 I Couldn't Handle It Anymore and started eating bread again. Thank God for carbs, the rash is almost gone again.) so I've done some diet analysis and have learned that dairy definitely triggers IBS, and high fructose corn syrup is another likely culprit. How lucky for me that high fructose corn syrup is in everything! <end sarcastic voice> As a result, I've started really reading labels and rejecting stuff that isn't naturally sweetened, either with sugar or stevia, or stuff that is completely unsweetened, like black and green tea.

I've been using the Bullet Journal system for my tasks and such since March of 2014, but this summer my BuJo system, in combination with a bump of my Zoloft from 50 to 100, has really made me much more productive, calm, and happy.

I decided to try Project 333 (wear only 33 pieces of clothing for 3 months) this fall, which isn't much of a challenge because I'd Konmaried my clothes over the winter anyway, so my closet and dresser are way emptier than they used to be. But almost every piece of clothing I have brings me joy. Some of them are just necessary because I live in Indiana, and you need to layer in the winter, but most of them please me mightily.

I am still deeply in debt, and that isn't getting much better, thanks to my job paying less than $10. But I still love my job almost every day I'm at it, and I feel fulfilled in a way that no job before every allowed me to feel. I definitely consider that worth the trade-off, even if it means I am juggling credit card balances hoping Sallie Mae keeps granting me forbearances on my crippling student loans.

I'm working my way through Your Best Year 2017 in the hopes that it will help me develop an an actual business and marketing plan for my writing. This, in turn, should alleviate the financial situation somewhat, and will hopefully allow me to quit my second job (which doesn't really suck but a. isn't my passion, and b. takes another day away from writing) and write more.

Anyway. There's a big life dump for you all, since I'm bad at regular posts. I miss LJ the way it used to be. I still read it, but the community isn't what it used to be.
innerslytherin: (college socialists)
Wow, hi LJ! *dusts off blog* How is everyone doing? I have been focused so much on work and novel and SWC blog that I have been almost entirely absent here.

I love my job. Every single day I go to work and feel like I have made a difference to my coworkers and employer, and that I have given an excellent experience to our visitors. I don't think there's any way I wouldn't like a job where the mission statement was to "celebrate and renew belief in the power of the individual spirit to affect American history and culture." And one of these days, I'll even finish reading Ben-Hur.

About three weeks ago I swore off Facebook until the election was over. Too much vitriol from either side of the aisle, and frankly I was tired of losing respect for people I had always liked. Tonight I took a cool quiz at www.isidewith.com and, to no great surprise, learned that I side 76% with Barack Obama. (What surprised me more was that I actually agreed with Mitt Romney about...well, um, anything.) The website had sharing links, so I took a deep breath, bit the bullet and outed myself on Facebook as someone who's voting Democrat this year.

Of course, now I'm too cowardly to go read my friends feed, with its three lonely liberals. Ah, the loneliness of being a moderate. You may get to poke fun at both ends of the political spectrum, but you also have twice the number of people pissed off at you. *G*

Because of a request one of my beta-readers made, I've been spending my writing time this week working on an episode in the backstory of five characters. It's not something that will appear in the novel, except as each of those five people remember it from their various POVs. But the more I work on it, the more I love it, and I'm gaining all sorts of new understanding of these characters I've been living with for...um...over 22 years now. Well, most of them. Poor Ranulf, he didn't show up until draft 3, I think. *G* Anyway, it's fun.

I'm not doing NaNoWriMo this year. I made a miserable attempt at Camp NaNo this summer, which consisted of me signing up for it and promptly refusing to write for nearly two weeks straight. That led to some consideration of my novel-writing process, and I decided that, while NaNoWriMo is awesomely fun, I have learned all that it has to teach me at the present, and I really want to concentrate on finishing my current novel revision. So I'm setting NaNo aside for 2012. I may go back to it in future years, but not this year. NaNo taught me how to plot a novel, and NaNo gave me characters like Zeva and Edmund and Fithian, and I will forever be grateful that I discovered NaNoWriMo. But this year, it isn't in the cards.

In other news, still looking for a second part-time job. Retail and waitressing are out, unfortunately, because as much as I love my job, it requires a lot of energy for someone who is an introvert. I think adding a second job that requires too much interaction with the general public would make me a wreck. And in the meantime, I'm squeaking by financially. I had to borrow $10 from my dad until payday on Friday, but since that $10 is going to keep his and mom's cell phones working along with my own, I think that's okay. And one of these days I'll get around to selling my Gaiam balance ball chair and that Boonton ware I inherited from Gedna and have no use for.

A while ago Eowyn brought me a present, in the form of a not-quite-dead mouse. I'm not afraid of mice, but I don't particularly want them in my bed, so I carried her back downstairs (mouse firmly in her jaws) and put her in a large box. She proceeded to kill the mouse and jump out of the box, leaving the mouse behind to feed me, I guess. I think she's getting the hang of this hunting thing. :)
innerslytherin: (lotr - daughter of kings)
So I love my job. Seriously love it. I GET to go to work every Friday and Saturday, and it is awesome. The more I learn about Lew Wallace, the more I adore the man. And it's so much fun to share that love with people who come to the Study.

I am, however, not making a lot of money. As in, hardly any. So I am still hoping that another historic location in town will get in touch with me regarding some part time work.

In have changed my mind about Camp NaNoWriMo and dropped out. As soon as I signed up, I think I got this mental block. As soon as I deleted my profile, I got unblocked. I think I may have come to the end of NaNo's usefulness to me. It's fun, but honestly, I have to find the motivation to write within myself, and I have been, and I no longer seem to need the camaraderie of NaNo to keep my word count up.

Except that I have backslid a great deal this month. Of course, Mom goes back to school this Wednesday, so I am trying to enjoy all the hanging out time and all the accomplishing projects time that we have left. Today we hiked a little over four miles at our local state park. It was awesome.

We saw a yellow-billed cuckoo today. First one we've seen there in years. We saw a cuckoo in Trinidad (a squirrel cuckoo, I think), but it's neat to see the local one. :) Our cuckoos don't really say "cuckoo" though. There's a little "coo coo coo" noise, but the awesome one is the "c-c-c-c-couwl couwl!" It's a fun bird to listen to.

Eowyn has caught five mice in the past four days. Friday night she caught one and we threw it way out in the yard. Saturday night she caught one and brought it upstairs to me. I was at the computer when she jumped on the bed and I realized what she had in her mouth. I carried her back downstairs, mouse still in her mouth, and ended up taking the mouse outside. Then Sunday she wasn't downstairs for two minutes before she had her first mouse. I felt bad for taking them away from her, so I put her and the mouse in a big box and let her play with it for a while. Then Strider jumped in the box, took the mouse, jumped out, and ran for the upstairs. I had to chase him and take the mouse away. These wretched, adorable creatures. They must really want to feed me mice. >.< Eowyn caught another mouse 15 minutes later, but it got away down a hole to the crawlspace. Then about an hour later, we heard growling from the area of the stairs. Eown had caught a mouse, was holding it in her mouth, and was growling around it at her brother to keep him from stealing her mouse!

She doesn't seem to know what to do with them once she catches them though. I let her play with that one until she seemed bored, but the mouse wasn't badly hurt when she was through with it. I carried it well out into the field and dropped it in the beans. Hopefully now that Mom and I sealed up the hole to the crawlspace, the mice won't get back into the house. :P

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