Week one of the 100 days of writing challenge
So I’m 7 pages closer to done. Only 74 pages to go.
Making the commitment to spend time on this project in particular was also a good decision. I love it. Every day I learn new things I didn’t know about the northern half of this state. For instance: Highway 49, which runs north/south along the Sierra Nevada foothills, is named after the miners who worked that whole area for gold in 1849 (and were often referred to as the 49ers, long before the football team adopted the name). How had I never put that one together before?
And did you know that great white sharks only really troll the northern California coast between August and December? A recent study shows that from January to July they convene in the deep waters off the coast of Hawaii for a sort of pelagic key party.
Or how about this one: in 1949 Marilyn Monroe was Artichoke Queen at the Castroville Artichoke festival.
I thought I knew a lot about Northern California. I was wrong.
If your interested, you can follow my Twitter feed – I’ll be posting a lot of Nor Cal trivia over the next few months, I’m sure.
I have a bad habit of taking on too much. I know I’ve said this before, but the fact remains that there are so many things I want to do in this life. I’ve actually gotten much better at turning down offers, and yet I’m swamped. My mom laughed at me this morning and told me that I’m happiest this way. She’s right.
And the truth is, I’m only feeling overwhelmed because a couple projects are at critical points. The Digging Deep website just launched, my new business writing website is almost done (just waiting for the logo to go up), I’m doing a big final push to finish up my Northern California book project by the end of the year, and then there’s just the usual of keeping up with current clients, blogging, and oh yeah, raising two kids while I’m at it.
I do love it. If I could bear to cut anything I would, but it’s all fun. So I guess I’m not complaining about being busy reallly, I’m so much as I’m blogging about it because I don’t have room in my head for any other topics right now. Gotta run.
I am super excited to announce the launch of my new website Digging Deep
For the next couple months we’ll be in beta mode, collecting feedback from supporters and generally keeping it quiet, but if you’re reading this blog, I count you as a supporter, so click on over, check it out and send us your thoughts. It’s a real passion project, and it feels like it’s been forever in the making (having a baby will really put a dent in your pet projects), but it’s finally live!
I wrote a nice long post this morning about how I’m taking on the 100 days of writing challenge, and now, for some reason Weebly has deleted it. Bah. I’m getting really sick of Weebly, I’ll tell you whaaaat.
Anyhow, don’t have time to rewrite just now. I’ll catch up on Monday, right after I talk to my favorite web designer about transferring my blog to a new format. Thinking WordPress.
My guy and I had all weekend together without the kiddos. His folks watched them, and we went to a wedding in Connecticut, where we stayed up too late, and watched movies in bed in the middle of the day. It was awesome. We realized it was the first time we’d taken a trip away together for fun (as opposed to work) since Celeste was born in 2007! It was long over due.
We flew back to San Jose Sunday night and stayed for a screening of Daniel’s new film Knife Fight on Monday night. I’m contractually not allowed to say anything about it, but I’ll press my luck a little here and say I was so proud. My guy is freaking cool.
So then yesterday morning we made our way back to LA. We dropped Celeste immediately at preschool and headed home to a world of mess. My dad had been visiting when we left and after they dropped us at the airport they packed up to go and hid the key in our super secret hiding spot on the side of the house. Only thing was, when we got home the key was missing. Now, put aside the fact that Daniel had forgotten his keys at his folk’s house in San Jose, and we were totally locked out. The super weird thing is that there is no where the key could have fallen. Someone had to have taken it. So we called a lock smith, and after paying him to break us into our house (which he did in about five seconds without even asking for ID or any proof that this was in fact OUR house) we proceeded to pay him HUNDREDS of dollars to rekey every lock in the house. Arg.
Then, while he’s working on that, we deal with the garbage disposal which has started spewing half rotten food ick all over and the black “water” that is pooring all over the floor. And oh yeah, it smells like shit.
Thankfully, by the end of the night everything (except our bank account) was back to normal. I had a couple glasses of wine while sorting through emails and went to bed early. And now I’m back at the computer, where I love to be.
I’ve got more to tell you about work stuff, but I’ll save that for Friday – as I actually have to do some of that work stuff before the day totally gets away from me.