Belated Goals for 2009

My Goals for 2008 were:

  • Write one novel outline each month while finishing my degree (Jan-May)
  • Choose top two outlines and write at least one novel during remainder of the year
  • Write six full-length (non-flash) short stories
  • Read a wide variety of fiction, a large percentage of it new to the field
  • Read six books on writing or editing
  • Continue 2007 work in blogging, critiquing, etc.
  • Continue to keep all polished, non-published stories in circulation

Those were fairly ambitious, given I still had to finish 20 credits and orchestrate a move, but I did pretty good.  I didn’t write all the outlines, but I did get a couple done and I did write one novel.  Yay!  I only wrote 3-4 full-length short stories, but I’m cool with that.  I read a lot, much of it new, blogged a lot, critiqued, and by the end of the year I had all stories back out in circulation.  Not too shabby.

For 2009 I’m keeping it simple:

  • Re-write Shadow Dance
  • Write the first Keela novel (this will include a lot of world developing)
  • Write queries for both novels above, and start subbing SD
  • Write four non-flash short stories
  • Stay alive in the SF&F world, including my blog, LJ, FB and attendance at cons.

That’s it!

A Plug and a Snowman

I may have known this before, but if so, I forgot to tell myself and will now make it a public announcement so I can’t miss hearing about it:

James Maxey’s book, Dragonforge, has been nominated for the David Gemmell Legend Award!  Go here to vote.  If you haven’t read it yet, do so quickly, and then go vote!  You won’t be disapointed.

And now, for the snowman.

Party Snowman.jpg

As you can see, this fellow’s quite confused.  Probably something to do with finding himself in existence when he’s quite certain we haven’t had weather cold enough for snow.

Trespasser

We heard noise from the backyard today and went to investigate.  A big husky was standing on the far side of our pasture barking his head off–but since the orange cat was up in the carport, with us, we couldn’t see what he was fussing about.  Then I noticed a spot of grey standing out from a wood table in the middle of the fenced area.  Our tom cat, Shadow, was facing down the dog with his back arched and his tail the size of a giant roller brush.

The hissing and barking went on until I walked down to the near side of the pasture (still a good thirty feet and two fences from the dog) and called Shadow.  He jumped down and came to me, and I put both the cats up and chased off the dog, no harm done.

Interestingly, the dog could have gotten into the pasture where Shadow was if he’d had the intelligence to run around to the open gate, but he never left the side of the fence where he was closest to the cat.  He looked like some kind of Husky, with a narrow face and mean little eyes.  I like dogs, but I didn’t like this fellow…still, that might have just been the fact that he was on my property uninvited.  He had a collar, and took off down the long side of our property when I told him off.  Our guess is he lives somewhere down there, with a distant neighbor, and followed Shadow home.

Shadow has, of course, decided the trespasser was intimidated by his big bad self.  He’s dropping comments about getting a medal of valor, and has reassured us that he’ll keep out a sharp watch in case the intruder were so foolish as to come back.

Cats Fall 2008 Shadow Gate 1.jpg

 

Typing in My Sleep

I’m not really awake this morning, just pretending for a few hours.  Our New Year’s celebration was extended, just as it should have been winding down, by a sick child.  I think I got to bed sometime between 3:00 and 4:00am…and, yes, I’m still in bed at something close to 11:00am–though I have bestirred myself so far as to grab my laptop.  That’s progress!

I’m adding a link to the blogroll.  Sarah Hilary is a fellw EDF anthology contributer, and one of her stories is up today.  A delightful little piece that relishes the journey.  I followed it over to her blog and liked what I saw, so in it goes.  Welcome, Sarah!

Blowing Kisses to the Old World

So much has changed for us over the last year.  My graduation, our move, many of our long-term plans for the family by way of where our kids go to school and our financial goals.  Some of it was expected, much of it was not.  All in all, though, 2008 was a good year.  Even the curve balls kept things exciting.  Here’s hoping the new year has it’s own share of joys, and maybe one or two fewer surprises!

Hope you all have a great New Year’s night.  I’ll be celebrating it in true geek style, on WOW.

WOW Lunar 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chocolate: To Eat or Not to Eat

I’ve always had a love hate thing with chocolate.  On the love side, it’s delicious, it perks me up, I crave it.  It’s helped me make difficult writing deadlines and can claim a large percentage of my having good grade when I graduated.

But too much of a good thing, especially a good thing that’s addictive, is still too much.  On the hate side are the extra pounds which tend to linger, the discomfort of knowing I’m consuming on impulse, and the withdrawal headaches if I try to cut back.

As I once again face a January with New Year’s goals that include cutting back the chocolate, I’m trying to figure out where the balancing point is.  Do I have to repeat my trick of some ten years past and cut it out of my life entirely?  Is it okay if I just limit it to writing times, or days when I’m functioning on a modicum of sleep?  What if I just take it dark, and therefore avoid all the milk and sugar calories?  Don’t I get bonus points in chocolate ’cause I don’t drink caffeinated soda–there should be a board somewhere tallying up the chocolate treats one gets for every soda skipped.

I went digging on the net to see what other people had to share, and found that most of it argued in favor of including a little chocolate in the diet.  It seems a pretty popular defendant.  This site, for example, starts off by saying that they can help you give up chocolate, then launched into all the reasons you should indulge.  Of course, it does follow it all up with some helpful advice for cutting back or quiting, but I found it amusing that they prefaced it with counter-arguments.

While googling chocolate I couldn’t resist looking into sites such as this one, the All About Chocolate page on Field Museum, and also found some incredible images, like this chocolate horse,

 Chocolate Horse

found on Theonistas Unite.

The truth is, I lack the will to give up chocolate completely.  After all, I’ve done it before, so where’s the challenge to galvanize my motivation and keep my interest?  I will probably cut the milk chocolate, especially since I’m not crazy about it anyway, and I’ll try to get my dependency back down to the occasional nibble when I’m writing.  But the new canister of Mexican Hot Cocoa I got for Christmas?  Yeah, it’s staying.  The only question is where I’ll tuck it away so the rest of the family can’t find it.

Never a Dull Day

Yesterday afternoon we mostly finished the big project of Christmas–putting in a floor-to-ceiling mural in our daughter’s room.  The room’s small, so the mural really opens it up, like a big window.

Riannas Bedroom 2008 blog.jpg

This morning our daughter woke up at six something with a fever of 102, so we showed her the room even though it still needs a bit of work.  She needed the boost.  It also has a snuggly reading corner with lots of butterflies, so she’s happy to lay back on the pillows and watch the rainforest.

The Joys of Christmas Past

I know I said I wouldn’t blog today, but give me just a few more minutes and I won’t have–it’ll be tomorrow.  And let me tell you, that is a wonderful thought.  I love Christmas.  Love the songs and music celebrating the Savior’s birth, the family togetherness and thoughtfulness, the delicious and fun traditions.  But I find I also love the sigh of satisfaction and relief I get when the kids are back in bed for the last time that night and I realize Christmas is well and truly over.

Hooray!  There’s only so long I want to disrupt my life before I get back into the swing of routine.  After all, I like the rest of my life.  Why wouldn’t I be happy to get back to it?

This year we’re bringing a special new tradition away from Christmas.  Rather, a re-found tradition from Christmas Eve, if you want to get technical.  My dh is from St. Louis, and has a deep and abiding love for that local favorite, toasted ravioli.  In his family, toasted ravioli had a place of honor (especially amongst the teen boys, I suspect) and was enjoyed as a part of the delicious finger foods eaten buffet style on Christmas Eve.  This was a tradition, and one he’s mourned the loss of since leaving St. Louis.

But, no more!  We have located and now vetted a recipe for St. Louis Toasted Ravioli.  And, let me say, this is one tradtion we will carry onward.  Forget motzy sticks, doughnuts, hot wings, and crackers with sausage and cheese.  Christmas Eve has a new favorite.

St. Louis Toasted Ravioli
Submitted by: Barb
Rated: 4 out of 5 by 253 members
Prep Time: 15 Minutes
Cook Time: 10 Minutes
Ready In: 30 Minutes
Yields: 6 servings 

“The St. Louis style of preparing ravioli is unique and delicious. The ravioli is breaded, fried and served with marinara sauce and a sprinkling of Parmesan cheese.”
INGREDIENTS:
2 tablespoons whole milk
1 egg
3/4 cup Italian seasoned bread
crumbs
1/2 teaspoon salt (optional)
1/2 (25 ounce) package frozen
cheese ravioli, thawed
3 cups vegetable oil for frying
1 tablespoon grated Parmesan
cheese
1 (16 ounce) jar spaghetti
sauce
DIRECTIONS:
1. Combine milk and egg in a small bowl. Place breadcrumbs and if desired, salt in a shallow bowl. Dip ravioli in milk mixture, and coat with breadcrumbs.
2. In a large saucepan, heat marinara sauce over medium heat until bubbling. Reduce the heat to simmer.
3. In a large heavy pan, pour oil to depth of 2 inches. Heat oil over medium heat until a small amount of breading sizzles and turns brown. Fry ravioli, a few at a time, 1 minute on each side or until golden. Drain on paper towels. Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese and serve immediately with hot marinara sauce.

Merry Christmas! (From the Cats)

Since I’m not planning to post tomorrow, I bargained with the cats to give you a Merry Christmas blog.  They accepted their payment of fish, but I think regretted the deal when the hats went on.

Christmas Cats 2008 Apricot.jpg   Christmas Cats 2008 Shadow.jpg

Let’s hope they’re in a better mood tomorrow.  Have a great Christmas!

Testing the Smoke Alarms

Christmas is a good time for getting things done.  Plenty of multi-tasking opportunities, too.  Tonight, I decided to really be efficient and simultaneously cook dinner, get some cleaning done in the bedroom, and…test the smoke alarms.

Okay, so maybe that last one wasn’t planned.

The good news is, there was no fire and I salvaged dinner.  The bad news?  The smoke alarms failed.  The house was nearly full of smoke, enough to make your eyes sting and keep you coughing.  Definitely should’ve been enough to set off the alarms, but not a peep.

I think Santa might be getting our house a present!