Time to wake up

The last day of September. Man that flew by. But I say that every month. I set some pretty loft goals this month, and I didn’t reach a single one of them. That’s okay. I made progress on all three, and that’s what matters in the end. Between a vacation,  a long longggggg drive to go see BTS in concert, and birthdays (so many birthdays), I was quite busy. Not to mention the welcomed change in season, that despite loving, causes my migraines to come out in full bloom. Just a lot going on. But now it is time for all things apple cider and spiced wine, and I am okay with that.

I did manage to read a whole book this week, well, Tuesday. I read it all Tuesday. I took the day off in case we wanted to stop somewhere on our way back from the concert, but we didn’t, and it just so happened to be the day V.E. Schwab’s Vengeful came out. I blew through that book in less than 24 hours. It was even better than the first, Vicious. It was full of fast paced action and interesting characters, and a couple of twists. I really like how Schwab works with morally grey characters. How she can make the reader have feelings for them. How you can think someone is a bad guy, but then you put them next to someone worse, and all of a sudden you don’t know what to think. I am really in love with books that don’t try to tell you what is right and wrong, but rather show you how it is not so black and white. And that ending. It was perfect. So creative.

Still working on a few other books, but the new Haruki Murakami book comes out in a couple a weeks, and a don’t know if I will be able to resist. I am waiting for The Wind-up Bird Chronicle at the library right now as well. Maybe it will just be a Murakami month. I have way less to do, and blackout dates at my job will ensure no wandering off (one way of looking at it, right?). I didn’t get a full finished draft yet, but I did make progress. It doesn’t help that I just keep coming up with new ideas. Whoever said your story will not look like your first draft in the end is totally right. I mean, the characters and overall plot have stayed the same, but other than that, nope. Completely different. Better. Hopefully.

Violent Hiccups

I feel like that could be the title to some kind of, self discovery piece. But really, I just have an aggressive case of hiccups as I write this. I used to get kicked out of class as a kid when I had them because they were so loud/sound super funny. One of my irrational fears in life are hiccups that never go away. IT CAN HAPPEN. (I’m not sure if that is true.)

So far, no writing these past few days. Though I have somehow managed to find other things to occupy my time. Started reading Haruki Murakami’s What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. Very good so far. Very, relatable. Just what I needed to get out of my own head. I enjoy his description of what he thinks about, or rather, lack there of while running. Murakami refers to it as the ‘void’, which I completely agree with.

I had so much to say. But all of a sudden I am just so tired. This will just be a super random post. So I leave you with this:Maker:L,Date:2017-9-17,Ver:5,Lens:Kan03,Act:Kan02,E-Y

Titan attacking grumpy cat. I was cleaning and knocked it over in my bedroom. Next thing I know he was dragging it around the house. Going for the killing blow right there.