Long week.
Apr. 25th, 2008 09:51 pmThere were lows, there have also been highs. I'm writing a little; mostly poetry, mostly that I'm mostly malcontent with. I still can't really remember my dreams well... it feels artificial, as though I'm shut off from them. It's a hollow sensation in the process of my thoughts, where I can feel myself forgetting the imagery soon after waking. I don't like it.
I've started a community for writers, away from LiveJournal. It's partially-live, but I need to put up some more information on the front end of the site before I go promoting it very actively. Membership for people whose work I don't know well will, at least eventually if not immediately, be on the basis of submissions that the existing membership will look at. If you're interested in potentially participating, get in touch with me. It will be open to all varieties of original work, with a focus on community, development, critique, and opportunities for publication. I'm extremely proud of the way it is coming out so far.
Also, I've never met a wine that could even begin to approach the complexity of flavors that good scotch carries. I suppose it's just a matter of my palate being better tuned to this than that... but damn. Perhaps, also, it's particular to how infrequently I drink on a general basis... preserves the magic of it. The exoticness.
I've made myself useful enough at the clinic that I was temping at for data entry that they're going to keep me on as a receptionist. I'll get a few more hours each week, and a firm schedule from now into the summer. I'm very pleased. It's a little boost to the ego that I've been able to demonstrate, cold, without instruction, superior organizational skills, motivation, and creative problem-solving, which always just sortof sound like inflated buzzwords on a resume. But, frankly, that's precisely what I've done here... entirely of my own accord, and not initially under the direct scrutiny of my superiors. I got -noticed-. It feels good.
I've started a community for writers, away from LiveJournal. It's partially-live, but I need to put up some more information on the front end of the site before I go promoting it very actively. Membership for people whose work I don't know well will, at least eventually if not immediately, be on the basis of submissions that the existing membership will look at. If you're interested in potentially participating, get in touch with me. It will be open to all varieties of original work, with a focus on community, development, critique, and opportunities for publication. I'm extremely proud of the way it is coming out so far.
Also, I've never met a wine that could even begin to approach the complexity of flavors that good scotch carries. I suppose it's just a matter of my palate being better tuned to this than that... but damn. Perhaps, also, it's particular to how infrequently I drink on a general basis... preserves the magic of it. The exoticness.
I've made myself useful enough at the clinic that I was temping at for data entry that they're going to keep me on as a receptionist. I'll get a few more hours each week, and a firm schedule from now into the summer. I'm very pleased. It's a little boost to the ego that I've been able to demonstrate, cold, without instruction, superior organizational skills, motivation, and creative problem-solving, which always just sortof sound like inflated buzzwords on a resume. But, frankly, that's precisely what I've done here... entirely of my own accord, and not initially under the direct scrutiny of my superiors. I got -noticed-. It feels good.