Okay, I’ll admit it. I was a bit lazy this weekend. It was nice to have some time at the house and not have to strike out and go do something. I’m still chasing after my goal of posting at least twice a week, so I may do an extra post this week to make up for my lack of…uh…posting-ness.
Friday I went with my son’s daycare class to a pumpkin patch/farm place that has all kind of activities for kids to do. Everyone had a blast. The kids got to lean about different farm animals, go through a hay bale maze, pick a pumpkin from a pumpkin patch, and a lot of other fun things. We spent a full day out in some beautiful weather and had a nice day. Come Saturday, we were pretty tired and took it easy at the house. I did some laundry and watched college football; you know, the typical thing to do on an Alabama Saturday.
I’m staring down November 1st with a little bit of trepidation. I have my basic outline done for my NaNoWriMo project, and I generally know how I want the ending to go as far as the result for the characters, it’s the specifics of how it happens that I’m having trouble with. I’m hoping to sit down sometime this week, put on some good mood music, and brainstorm like crazy. The ending needs to be high energy and full of action, but still give the emotional payoff that I’m working to get. My main characters is being brought into a hostage rescue that is obviously a trap set by my antagonist, but I don’t want to execute this thing where you can see everything coming. I’ll get it. My biggest concern here is that I won’t have enough by the time I start. I don’t pencil in everything on my outlines, but it’s hard to get started when I don’t know where I’m going.
On a separate, but equal note: I’m enjoying the daily journaling I’ve started for myself. I’ve kept pace for an entire month, I’ve had to put a weekend or two into one entry, but it’s all good. In reviewing some of this stuff, I see how busy I am. Now granted, this past few weeks have been a little bit of a special occasion with the play going on, but it’s a part of my life that comes around every now and then. If it’s not theatre, it’s something else. What IS happening, is that my memory about stuff is getting better. Writing in the journal, even if it’s only a blurb, is forcing me to sit down and remember the things I do day by day. The things that get filed into stuff my brain dumps as information that isn’t important is smaller. I look forward to seeing what effect this will have over several more months.