Reading: Atomic Robo (various volumes), Batman: Hush, more
Playing: Nuclear Throne, Guild Wars 2
Drinking: Eggnog, cut with milk
I gotta write more often.
Not just in this journal, though it is eerie that it feels like I wrote the last entry just yesterday instead of a whole year ago. But also more in general. I have big plans to rewrite Tergonaut into what could possibly be a series of books (not like huge epic-length books, but a respectable episodic length), I have ideas about various fan fiction, I just need to write more. I'm sure you've all heard this sorta thing before (and if you are a writer, you probably feel the same way yourself), so I'm not gonna focus this journal on beating myself up for not doing stuff I wanted to do. Just more of a reminder that time zips by all too fast and I'd better get stuff written, or else it ain't gonna get done. So, I'll be trying to work on that and some other projects this upcoming year, so stay tuned.
I'm at the tail end of another trip back home for Christmas, here on my birthday. In fact, I would likely not be writing this entry and would be on the road at this minute had it not been for an untimely flat tire on the car we were going to use for the long drive. The good news is that it can be fixed, and it is only a delay of about a day, and we were leaving a little earlier than we needed to to account for exactly this sort of setback, so no real harm done. More importantly, no one got hurt when the tire blew out. I likely would not have gotten all my packing ready and done in time anyway, being the notorious procrastinator that I am, so I can finish that tonight so I'll be ready to roll tomorrow, with plenty of sleep for what will likely be a twenty-four hour drive, give or take. And we can have birthday cake this evening with everyone present, instead of haphazardly at the last second right before leaving.
It is hard to sum up a year fairly. It was a lazy year for me, 2015; a year I spent doing a fairly physically active schedule, with hiking and weightlifting, combined with taking care of errands for my grandmother while helping her watch her budget, and nearly every night playing Guild Wars 2 or watching online videos with my regular "gaming crew" as I sometimes call them. But that's the majority of what I did, and while I did get started on one of my long-awaited fan fiction projects, I haven't gotten the first story to completion. Nor for that matter did I find a job that suited me, though I'd be lying if I said I was trying really hard. I could afford to live without one, so I decided to. Odd thing about that; I seem to get more accomplished when I have a regular working schedule than when I am technically "free" of work responsibilities or time restrictions. I guess I can do more with my time when I know I've got less of it to spend on myself.
Nevertheless, I do feel blessed - both in the literal and figurative senses - by having had a few weeks back at my parents' home, to give me a little refreshment before returning to my usual responsibilities and getting some more ideas for stories. It was a welcome break from my usual routine. I've been having feelings of wanderlust lately, a desire to travel somewhere new and have a fresh start there on my own, rent an apartment, get a real feel for the world. I think this will help assuage that for a while.
Well, let's see what this upcoming year has for us, shall we?
Life and Story go on. To the reader, I'll see you later!