Spinnerette

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I’m planning a trip to Victoria in April to visit with my mother. Since announcing it, one of my dearest friends (the tiny lady who lives in my iPhone most of the time, with whom I am in constant conversation) and I have decided to revive our musical project and make attempts to record during my stay. I am over the moon about this! We wrote often together over the last few years for our own pleasure and never really entertained the idea of bringing it to fruition, so this is just wonderful.

I’m so excited! Even to just have a record of our collaborations, it’ll be so great. We have 8-9 songs completed and 2-3 more in early development :)

I want to begin designing knitwear and knitting again, as I feel like I might have a bit better handle on my work schedule, now. I’m slowly plugging away at that Reece sweater for Alex. It’s been a long, long time coming, and there’s still a long way to go. I wish very much I could knit faster, I think he’s lost all hope of getting it at all!

I’ve combed out my dreads completely now, oh how strange it is to have brushable hair!

It was wonderful to be around loved ones and be silly and laugh and enjoy company. I woke up this morning after much wine, gifts, fudge and festivities with a stuffed up nose and scratchy throat, and despite all my wishes for it to go away, I’ve resorted to drinking NeoCitran so fast my salivary glands are going into overdrive.  Tonight, and for the next week, I’m going to make plans for the New Year, which is coming up faster than I can think.

New Years’ has always been my favourite holiday of them all, and I can’t wait for this one.

Merry Christmas, folks.

A good friend of mine was informed that my neighborhood thinks he’s a pedophile. Let me explain.

In an effort to get some exercise, because he works from home, he has taken up walking in the mornings, just after six am. His route takes him past my house, down the road on the side of the middle school grounds to the neighborhood on the other side. He arrives back home before school begins. Today a man belonging to the maintenance staff at the school told him that people think he’s crazy because they see him walking every day past the school, in the cold, with shorts and a long coat on. Like a pedophile.

I want to say, that on behalf of my friend, I’m absolutely disgusted at the fact a wonderful father to two beautiful little children can be accused of being a pedophile because he walks the same route every day in the cold, wearing whatever feels comfortable to him.

I’m appalled to live in a place where grown men minding their own business walking down the street now have to completely avoid routes near schools to prevent these thoughtless and demeaning assumptions from being made. I hate that we as a community are alienating each other because of fear like this.

Since I last posted, my word count has doubled and I feel as though I’m running out of steam. I’ve found wonderful and exciting new ways to procrastinate, like watching music videos on YouTube that I would be embarrassed to admit to, learning to thread my eyebrows and jail-breaking my iPhone. I’ve done a little in the way of plot development, and have been concentrating on fleshing out what I have written. Perhaps it is time for another round of rough outlining on the page summary sentences of various scenes to boost my productivity and give me something more to write.

I’m now going to read a bunch of other people’s blogs and learn their strategies for getting past this stuckness. I’m not procrastinating still, I swear! >_>

I like to surprise myself by doing what I never thought I could do.

I uploaded the updated first draft, and there’s a link to the right, let me know if you’d like the password to check it out :). It’s looking like it’ll turn out to be a really heart-wrenching story, all told.

I had the day off, and managed to hit my word goal for the day in two hours, and that seems to be my average time as of late. I’m 10% complete and it was easy, I just have a feeling things are going to be a little bit more difficult for me as I continue. There are going to be more characters, to be sure, I’ll need them.

Anyway, if you do take the time to read it, let me know what you think, I’m really interested.

I started NaNoWriMo two hours before midnight last night for no reason other than I was struck with such sudden, fierce inspiration that I had to. I wasn’t planning on doing it, honest. I literally sat down and wrote 1318 words in those two hours, and submitted my word count 3 minutes before midnight, to make it official that I started on day 1. I haven’t written anything fictional since elementary school, it’s a big deal for me to even be inspired to do such a thing.

I wrote today for a good three hours and beefed up my word count to 3384, going over and above today’s total word quota by 51 words. I’m caught up, and it wasn’t even that bad. I have my manuscript linked in the sidebar, let me know if you’d like the password :)

My husband Alex is doing NaNoWriMo, too, so I have a feeling we’ll get a little friendly competition going shortly ^_^. He’s creating a race and society of people for his text-based role play game, and it’s going to be awesome.

If you’re doing NaNoWriMo, add me, I’m Goethe over there

Voila, the maiden voyage!

Site’s almost finished, and it’s been a learning experience (read also: horribly frustrating). The image map on the front page is all set after a few false starts, ready to direct here, to my About Me page and my art portfolio.

NaNoWriMo is now up and in full swing, and I find myself wishing I knew some people nearby who were participating for mutual encouragement and brainstorming. I’ve never been very good at writing fiction, but I’ve always wanted to try. I think this year, attempting to blog something every day will suffice.

With blogging, painting and knitting I hope to be buzzing for the next while. I redid my kitchen table/painting space and I’m quite fond of how it looks.

I began painting the lower half of Alex’s face, I’m hoping to do a small series of super zoomed in body parts and such. It’s still very much a work in progress, but I think it’ll be great when it’s finished.

(I have strange patterned old wallpaper. We rent. I am not culpable.)

Snow is here. My heart, she breaks! It’s treacherous to go walking already with all the icy sidewalks around where we live right now. Here’s a photo I took with my iPhone on the way to Tim Hortons (OH, Canada!) for breakfast.

The roads are quite dry for now, but not for long..

I had a great find recently at the painfully understocked thrift store in town – a hand-knit sweater just a little too big for me. I consulted the hive mind that is my twitter and was told to wet and smell it to determine fibre content. Being the reasonable girl I am, and not being totally in the mood to commit arson on the thrift store (should I burn the sweater and find it is baby-melting) I took this wetting advice and Lo! Wool smell! (Don’t even try to convince me that you don’t know what I’m talking about, don’t even front). So, I’m unraveling that baby-blue beauty. A sweater’s worth of wool for a buck-fiddy? I think so!

I’m beefing up my blog roll, so if you want to be added, leave a comment here and I’ll link you!

À Tantôt!

Today has been quite productive! I’ve finally put together the blog portion of my domain. I’ll be tweaking quite a bit, but here I am!

I hope to have a bunch of fibery articles, patterns, photos and art projects up soon, all in one place.