First off, I know Christmas is over. But Orthodox Christmas is January 7, 2014, so technically it’s still the Christmas season. (Hey, a technicality still counts.)
Anyway. Sometimes even I want to read something sappy and happy and romantic (shocking, right?), so I got my hands on a review copy of the Christmas romance anthology A Christmas to Remember. (So I have to review it now. You know how it goes.)
Aside: I’m a hopeless romantic at heart. Also, I love the holiday season (with the possible exception of the insanely crazy Christmas dinner season). So really, reading a Christmas romance book isn’t that far out of the realm of possibility.
Can you believe it’s the end of the year already? I just got used to writing “2013″ on things! (Kidding.) (Sort of.)
But since I’m not a Time Lord (damn it anyway), I have to acknowledge that it’s the end of 2013. What have you done this past year? Anything you’re proud of? Anything you’re not proud of and would rather forget? (Can you tell me what that thing was, because I like knowing these things?)
For me, my year was generally
low-key boring. But maybe that’s because I can’t really remember what I did this year (darn that mommy brain). Here’s a recap of the major events:
…and Happy Festivus to the rest of us!
Unless you’ve been living under a rock without WiFi, you’ll know that it’s Christmas Eve. That day of horrible, horrible last-minute shopping and the start of ALL THE EATING. (I never want to step on a scale until about February. You know how it goes.)
Anyway. Around this time of year, every year, there’s some sort of controversy between the “Merry Christmas” and the “Happy Holidays/Season’s Greetings/everything else you could say” people (or maybe it’s just the people I know/places I visit).
Am I the only one who keeps hearing “Jesus is the reason for the season!”? (Yes, that has TWO punctuation marks.)
Right. So. A few weeks ago I’d said I was going to be writing more often than I’d originally thought. And then I promptly disappeared for three weeks or however long it’s been.
That was unintentional. For real. After all, the holiday season is insane during a good year. During a not-so-good year, it’s psychotic. Or psychotically insane (insanely psychotic?). This year is…more insane than most. Hence my unintended writing hiatus. (Oh, irony.)
I have some post ideas percolating in my head; I’m hoping to be able to sit down and write them. Preferably sometime in the near future (you know how it goes).
In the meantime, I wrote something (really short, and about zombies) (because OF COURSE it’s about zombies). It was published by Eggplant Literary Productions in their Miscellanea: the Transdimensional Library. Here’s the link: linky link. You should go read it. (It’s really short.)
Apocalypse Lesson: Never underestimate the amount of time you won’t have to do things. Especially during the apocalypse or post-apocalypse. I mean, after the world goes to shit, you probably won’t have a lot of time to climb Mt. Everest or whatever else is on your bucket list. You may not even have enough time to sleep. You know how it goes.
Okay, so I may have said I wasn’t going to post until the new year. But…I’ve discovered that, in my current sleep deprived state, one of the things that helps to keep me sane is writing. So I’ll probably be blogging more than I had originally thought.
I’m likely not going to be posting every week, but I will be posting every now and again. (Hopefully what I write actually makes sense.)
Apocalypse Lesson: We all need something to help keep us grounded (and hopefully sane), regardless of how busy or not busy our lives are. This won’t change in the apocalypse; if anything, we’ll need that one sanity keeping activity even more after life as we know it has ended.
We should all figure out what those activities are when we can, before the world, you know, goes to shit. (Just a thought.)