I was away all weekend, but still managed to get some things accomplished, so I am feeling rather proud of myself.
We took a trip to check out the campus at SUNY Plattsburgh, which is on Lake Champlain, close to the Canadian border. I must admit that my near-complete ignorance of New York State was in full flower. The sign announcing that we were entering Adirondack State Park also mentioned that it is 6 million acres. Six million? I didn’t think there was a state park that big east of Montana. I was also amazed at how beautiful a drive it is up through upstate New York. It was stunning.
My husband has been wanting to return to his dream of photography in more depth than he has been able to do in recent years. I finally convinced him to buy an entry-level, better than point-and-shoot, good-amateur camera. He was happily playing with all the bells and whistles during the trip. It was very nice to see him one step closer to his dream. I hope he will upload the pictures soon so I can use them! I plan to ask him to put them up on the WANA commons site so they will be available for everyone’s use.
We stopped on the way at Fort Ticonderoga, which is at the southern end of Lake Champlain. I am an avowed history geek, so I had a lot of fun reading about its founding in 1755 by the French, and Ethan Allen defending the fort in 1775. The men were more interested in the guns and swords exhibit there, but that’s okay. There was a flintlock demonstration, too, seconds before a noisy thunderstorm rolled up and drove us all inside.
Writing: I heard back about my logline, and it was closer than I expected. Not perfect, but not bad, so I’m pleased about that news as well. The next step is to continue to flesh out the antagonist to a point where I am comfortable sending that off for vetting. It’s still happening–and I am still pinching myself!
The day job threw me a loop at the end of last week, but I’m endeavoring not to panic. Although I knew that my “shall-we-keep-her or shall-we-cast-her-into-the-darkness” evaluation was coming up soon, it is going to happen even more quickly than I thought. Sigh. I do not want to stress, but I have to admit, it is slightly stressful. More to the point, I will have to spend more time on academic writing in the near future than I had hoped. Again, sigh. I know it means nothing more than having to work smarter, goof off a little less, and perhaps lose a little bit more sleep. but having made the commitment to work on the novel after all this time, it feels like two steps forward, one step back.
However, I will not sink into the doldrums. I know I am not alone in facing the day job conundrum. I also have a wonderful support group here and among all my other friends.
If any of you are so inclined, I’d appreciate your support of the other ROWers who can be found here.