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Sunday state of the Saber: scheduling.
It seems that my life is now a series of Excel files masquerading as schedules, proposals and lists. I have never liked Excel. Will never like it in the future. At the moment, I simply tolerate it, just as a wolf tolerates people staring at it.
Hell, I am a wolf. Wolf is chaffing much.
I haven't done much photography in the past few weeks... nay... months. Started doing some simple shots and they came up like crap. I have gone rusty.
Next week, work will ramp up a new notches. I am going to start revising the schedule once more.
Writing wise, I was able to put in some words into my urban fantasy work in progress. The wip is now 51k and counting. I am still worried as to how people would accept/like/hate/meh Book One (out next year).
Baby's fever subsided overnight. Cub's having examinations. It seems that the year is tumbling forward. Soon, it will be Samhain and then Yule.
Hell, I am a wolf. Wolf is chaffing much.
I haven't done much photography in the past few weeks... nay... months. Started doing some simple shots and they came up like crap. I have gone rusty.
Next week, work will ramp up a new notches. I am going to start revising the schedule once more.
Writing wise, I was able to put in some words into my urban fantasy work in progress. The wip is now 51k and counting. I am still worried as to how people would accept/like/hate/meh Book One (out next year).
Baby's fever subsided overnight. Cub's having examinations. It seems that the year is tumbling forward. Soon, it will be Samhain and then Yule.