A quiet day, spent mostly reading Kaleidotrope submissions. (The zine’s open again to submissions til the end of March.) On the back deck of all places, since it was warm enough to hang out there in short sleeves for most of the afternoon. Seriously. What’s with this weather?
I tried to do a little writing, but it didn’t really pan out. I did this weird experiment this past week, where on Monday I’d write for ten minutes, then on Tuesday for twenty, and so on. I don’t know. My brain suggests weird things sometimes. I had some pretty mixed results with it, to be honest. I think the important thing is to write almost every day, so I’m going to do that next week, in the evenings, instead of incrementally increasing the amount of time. At least half an hour each day, and I’ll see where that takes me. I really do want to get back into writing more consistently. I don’t feel like I’ve really done that since I went to Banff in September. And here it is, January.
Anyway.
This evening, I watched the…smartly funny? cutely quirky? movie Drones. I enjoyed it.
And that was Saturday.