What's New?
You might be wondering. Well, lots. I resigned from my job on Monday. And I'm going to start a new one. Two new ones, actually. As soon as the New Year starts. Fewer hours, which means more time for me, for writing, for my toddling little sponges. And more money, which needs no explanation.
I've also joined a group of very intelligent women and I'm going to write with them on a new political blog. These women are really smart. And eloquent. And very savvy, politically. I feel like I'm passing, but I'm going with it.
I've been writing a lot of new stuff too. In some cases I'm looking at old stuff I wrote eons ago and just kind of seeing it anew, or putting a new spin on it.
I officially finished a short story. That's way new, like in the first-time-ever sense. It's good to legitimately finish a piece of short fiction. And then to send it in somewhere. That's a first for me. Nice new feeling.
Over the past two weeks, I’ve tried some new things. I went to a new coffee shop, tried a new fancy restaurant, and listened to a new CD by an artist I never knew before. Some girlfriends gave me some swanky girly products that now sit in their new home on my bathroom counter all lined up in a neat little row. I shook hands with lots of new people and signed contracts to sit in new cubes in new office buildings. I’m going to get new phone numbers, a new schedule, and a new budget.
I'm typing this on my fabulous new computer.
Hmph. What do you know? If you look at it just right, everything’s all shiny. Change is good.
I've also joined a group of very intelligent women and I'm going to write with them on a new political blog. These women are really smart. And eloquent. And very savvy, politically. I feel like I'm passing, but I'm going with it.
I've been writing a lot of new stuff too. In some cases I'm looking at old stuff I wrote eons ago and just kind of seeing it anew, or putting a new spin on it.
I officially finished a short story. That's way new, like in the first-time-ever sense. It's good to legitimately finish a piece of short fiction. And then to send it in somewhere. That's a first for me. Nice new feeling.
Over the past two weeks, I’ve tried some new things. I went to a new coffee shop, tried a new fancy restaurant, and listened to a new CD by an artist I never knew before. Some girlfriends gave me some swanky girly products that now sit in their new home on my bathroom counter all lined up in a neat little row. I shook hands with lots of new people and signed contracts to sit in new cubes in new office buildings. I’m going to get new phone numbers, a new schedule, and a new budget.
I'm typing this on my fabulous new computer.
Hmph. What do you know? If you look at it just right, everything’s all shiny. Change is good.
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"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another."
- Anatole France