Not weekly prose-writing concerns:
Some time in the next two weeks, I'm going to find out if I got into grad school or not. Exciting! Also, I moved some furnature today, and now I have my own corner of the basement because, alas, it's really beginning to look like I won't move out until obligated by marriage. Yay post-collegiate poverty. I'm thinking of getting a second job, but I should wait on it until I find someone to fill the gap in the schedule where I'm managing.

Weekly prose-writing info:
1a) zero. great big giant zero, in fact.
2a) I had planned to write five pages in my notebook.
3a) It's pretty much the things I foresaw last week. My one true boy was home this week (and we invented a cassarole, and made our own rootbeer, and we are the awesome!), and during work I was watching Gilmore Girls when I wasn't needing my full attention on work.

1b) I'm going for three, and hoping for five.
2b) Again, I plan to write on the long story I had been working on.
3b) I'll probably lose a little time to the Gilmore Girls, but I anticipate running to the end of the episodes they have available at the video store. Also, I might get stuck because of not being totally sure what happens next with the plot.

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If you like Stephen King, Clive Barker, or Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, read .

I don't know why, but I think seventh day adventist sounds cool, which is how I explain the title of my journal. Anyway, =GunShyMartyr suggested this once a week thing for prose writers (which I suppose poets could do as well if it appealed to them) that I'm going to try out. The cut and paste:

Every week you will have to list three things:

1) How much you wrote this week.

2) How much you planned to write this week.

3) What stopped you from writing this week.


You will also follow this up with three additional things:

1) How much you plan to write the following week.

2) What you plan to write.

3) What you anticipate losing writing time to.

So, beginning this week but nonetheless referring to last week,
1a) I didn't actually write this week.
2a) I didn't figure I would write this past week.
3a) My brand new addiction to Gilmore Girls (which I watch on DVD at work while waiting for customers) prevented me from writing at work. (I seem to not be good at focusing on my writing when I'm at home, which seems kind of bad.)

1b) I hereby plan to write five pages in my notebook (front and back) this week.
2b) I'll probably write these pages in the story I've been working on.
3b) I'll probably lose writing time not only to my Gilmore Girls addiction (and the inevitable 'helping customers' part of work) but also to my one true boy, home this week on Spring Break.

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If you like Stephen King, Clive Barker, or Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, read .

[fanfare, with trumpets]

I began a story several months ago that I'm calling "Night and Day." I stopped at about page 15. I did a little work on it around Christmas, then left off again. This past Monday, I started work on it again. It probably sounds very silly, but I'm so happy to be working on that story again.

[applause]

I'm not sure how long it will take me to finish. It's been coming along about a page a day so far. I'm not sure if I'll post any more than I have in my scraps at the moment, as the story seems oddly personal, but I wanted to broadcast my happiness, and also as a bit of "where is she now" trivia. So yeah. I'm writing. (oh happy day.)

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If you like Stephen King, Clive Barker, or Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, read .

I got more than half of my twenty-five things, which is ok because getting my grad school application started and a promotion at work supplanted things actually on that list. To see if I can get all the numbers done, here's the list (what there is of it so far) of twenty-six things to do before I'm 26.

1. Finish and send in my personal statement and my resume, and thus be finished with my grad school application. (preferably no later than this Friday, 2-16)
2. Pay off my credit card faster than I add things back onto it.
3. Bash at least one piñata.
4. Look for more money.
5. Sort through all my wonderful paraphernalia in the basement.
6. Sort through all my older but also wonderful paraphernalia in the upstairs.
7. Cook something like eggplant.
8. Get the stickers, which apparently are called license plate tabs.
9. Make cookies with the fancy chocolate chips.
10. Write.
11. Reduce the ratio of unread books to total books. (currently between 1:4 and 1:5)
12. Patronize all possible library book sales anyway.
13. Chill.
14. FAFSA it up.
15. Keep finishing Great Expectations.
16. Run a mile without stopping.
17. Finish the Aileen and Seth story.
18. Think of more goals for this year.
19. TBA
20. TBA
21. TBA
22. TBA
23. TBA
24. TBA
25. TBA
26. TBA

NOTES:
Ratio of completion= 2:26
3. Mexian Wizard Day is a holiday for the day before Valentine's, celebrated by bashing a pinata in the shape of a wizard hat. (unless that was a black clown hat.) 15. 30/59

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If you like Stephen King, Clive Barker, or Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman, read .

It's official. I'm 25. At last count, I could find only about three of my glorious white hairs, which is irritating because at one point possibly a year ago I thought I had found six. (I found the first one right around my 21st birthday, for those who are keeping score at home.)

I got a coat and socks and movies and a hula hoop and THE FISHING GAME! It's not magnetic, but otherwise it's just like the one I wanted so bad when I was in (get this) kindergarten, approximately twenty years ago.

Tomorrow marks a new step in my development as I boldly go take the GRE and hopefully remember to e-mail my old history prof about being one of my references for my grad school application. It's weird to think about being twenty-eight or -nine when I'm done, perilously close to the dread thirty. If I'm doing the math right though, twenty-nine is the next prime, and those tend to rock, and then thirty-one I think is another one, so thirty will be a nice plateau between two awesome prime numbers.

I've been reading crap novels and introspecting, and I've decided that twenty-five is going to be a wonderful year. Wish me luck, please.

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