I'm now trapped between more cataloguing, which I'm really enjoying, and writing the actual damned story, which I'm enjoying when it goes well... and it so rarely goes well these days. Both are work and, I would argue, necessary work, but I need to get the book written.
Though, I'm awaiting comments for the wonderful writers who agreed to tear my first book to shreds, it might be worth holding off on writing book two in case super major changes need to be made.... Hmm...
Maybe I'll parcel it out. Do the cataloguing Mondays, write Tues-Thurs, and do my video editing Fridays. Maybe I'll do that. I think I'll do that. Yeah. I'll do that.
My brain, ladles and jellyspoons.
Things are otherwise well for me. I'm moving onto the next module for guitar lessons. I was supposed to do that last week, but I didn't feel like I was good enough to then. I'm happy with where I'm at now, so I shall be moving to the next lesson tonight. I'm excited, because this lesson has one of my favourite folk songs (Scarborough Fair), and for the first time has a strum rhythm that is different from the notes, so that's going to screw my brain up for a while. I enjoy it when my brain struggles with something new in this way, mostly for how good it feels when it finally gets it. Like, for example, I was having issues with America the Beautiful, and it was driving me nuts. Yesterday I managed it to my satisfaction at long last. It felt great.
I'm also planning a series of paintings. I'm going to take a couple of online classes to learn how to paint with oils this summer, and then set about getting those paintings done. Due to the nature of oil painting, and the fact that I don't have a room just for art (waiting on those magic lotto tickets so I can get a house with all the fixin's (basement home gym, gaming room for my live streams, music room, and art room... also a shed for leather and wood working... and a lakeside piece of land so I can build a replica of a Skyrim manor for my cottage. Oh, if only I was joking)), and I don't want those fumes poisoning the air, I can only paint outside. No painting in the winter, in other words. Though that would make a hilarious extreme sport. Cana painting be completed before your fingers freeze off?
Right, I'm just blathering in about goals right now, and I have some cataloguing to do. Have a great day. I'm off to work.