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I'm trying to get better at posting regularly in here, but it's January, so we'll see how long my New Year's resolutions will last...

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I made cake for the first time since I moved in — unfortunately, I used a cake mix, so that if the cake would fail, at least I wouldn’t have invested a lot of effort in making it. Well, the cake was perfect, but whatever additives were in the flour wreaked havoc with my gut. Lesson learned...

I also ordered some yarn and started knitting again, and omg it’s the best decision I’ve made in at least a decade! Knitting is soo restful for my poor, overstimulated brain! I don’t even need any noises in the background, like music or a show; just letting my mind drift while my hands are moving. This is already cutting down my screen time, and I caught a knitting fever, so I’ll probably be even less online in the future.

My cat got sick on the 28th, so I had to take her to the vet, but it’s not clear what the problem is. She has lost considerable weight since our last visit two months ago, and there’s too much calcium in her blood (her bloodwork was completely normal two months ago). Ultrasound and x-ray was normal, so we have no idea what’s causing it. For the time being, she’s getting an anti-emetic, so she’s at least no longer throwing up, and eating normal again, but we're due for a checkup on Wednesday. Fingers crossed.

Aand I also set up my Bullet Journal, another measure to get me aways from screens more. All my to-do lists will go into the BuJo. I’m not talented at visual arts, so my hand lettering is pretty wonky, but still better than my doodles. Which is why I’m not going to post pictures of it anywhere, haha. As long as it works, I don’t care if it’s pretty.

Writing-wise, I’ve finally finished The Enemy, the third story of my second series for Planet of the Apes (TV), and the 15th long story in that cycle. I’m still editing it, but it’ll land somewhere between 60K and 65K. I’ve also outlined the next story for it, and plan to start the first draft this week. Once that story is complete, I’ll have written 1/3 of series 2.

I’m honestly not sure if I’ll live long enough to finish series 3. Not that anybody would notice, heh.

I was alone, as usual, over the year change; I stayed up until 1AM for my dogs’ sake (and I also had a prime view of the fireworks from my kitchen window. My frugal self noted with satisfaction that I was enjoying a great spectacle without having to pay a penny for it), and I had a glass of sparkling wine, but otherwise, I didn’t feel celebratory... for the first time, I really felt like we were trying to beat back the darkness with all that light and noise... at least for a time. 2026 carries a feeling of dread, I can’t pinpoint a specific thing, though.

Vibes, man.

Anyway, I spent the remaining days of my vacation mostly on my couch (except for walking the dogs), and discovered that Gemini AI is great at tag identification. Tags have been my nemesis from day one; and while I’ll never use AI for anything creative (like brainstorming or, gods forbid, writing fic), identifying tropes and tags with it isn’t different from running a spell or grammar checker to me. YMMV, of course.

Today, it snowed — really heavy snowfall, too. It’s always like this up here on the coast: you have a much too warm winter until Christmas, and then, when all the bling and glitter of the season has been taken down, and it’s just dark all day and everyone is fed up with winter and impatiently waiting for spring: then you get all that snow that you don’t care for anymore. Argh.


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After months years of fighting for my writing spark, I've finally admitted to myself that it's not coming back - at least not as long as my living circumstances are what they are. True, a lot of things came together in 2019 when it all began to unravel, but most of them have ceased to bother me. What hasn't changed, though, is my job and my ridiculously long commute every day. When I come home, I'm so tired that I sometimes fall asleep on the couch, and the weekends are spent catching up on all the adult things you need to do if you don't want to drown in, uh, entropy. And after I'm done with that, I'm so tired that I fall asleep on the couch...

Fortunately (ha!), all that is going to change this year. After I lost my car at the beginning of November (let's remember that during that month, I also had to deal with a burglary and getting covid because surely my life is too boring otherwise), my landlord just gave me notice that he wants me to move out asap, but April would be nice. Fortunately, he hasn't given me the boot in writing yet, so it's not official, but it's still stressing me out! The irony is that I had already planned to go apartment-hunting this year, that landlord-initiative wasn't needed!

Anyway, looking for a new place to live is my new main focus on my days off now, on top of all the other adulting, with the hope that once I live closer to where I work, and won't have to spend three hours per day in the car, I'll get that energy back to actually have hobbies again (it's not just writing that has fallen by the wayside, it's everything). In the meantime, I decided that instead of wasting what little energy I have left by struggling through my WIP, I'll put it aside until I've moved. It's just not happening anyway and at least I won't stress over it anymore.

Still, PotA's 50th anniversary is happening this year whether I'm ready or not, and the 'kinda'-part of the hiatus refers to that. I promised to write a short story (5000 words), and I'm determined to at least get that one written. But it'll be the only writing project, and once I'm done with that (I'm aiming for a completed first draft until March 31st), everything else is going to be shelved until my life stops sucking me dry.

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You know what I hate? When I type something that interests me into the directory search on DW, and the top journal or community has last updated 526 weeks ago.

Know what I hate even more? When I then look at my own journal, which I've updated 36 weeks ago, and am reminded that I'm a damn hypocrite for being mad at the other journal being silent for 526 weeks. Granted, mine probably isn't as interesting, but still.

I mean, I'm chronically exhausted, I have a two-hour commute - one-way - to work now thanks to a gazillion road construction sites (or rather, road obstruction sites), we are still understaffed and overworked, yadda, yadda, yadda. But if I let that continue to dominate my life, I'm no more than a drone. Call me One-of-Three or something. Resistance is futile.

The point of my rambling is that I'm herewith making a solemn effort to revive my journal. Since I know myself, I'll set the bar extremely low and aim for one post per month - I mean, if I can post once a week, that'd be great, and twice weekly would be excellent, but if not, a monthly post seems possible even under the most adverse circumstances.

And this means that I've just fulfilled my monthly quota for June. Checkmate!

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