Greetings from our new townhouse! After two-and-a-half years at one apartment (a nice change from moving every year while I was in school), it was time to leave. Management at our old place changed, we weren’t thrilled, and it was time to move on. Fortunately, we found a townhouse in our price range only 3/4 of a mile east (not an easy task in a city that’s growing increasingly expensive). 950 square feet, a tiny yard, and a barbecue pit (courtesy of the previous tenants, who also left a few pretty dishes in the dishwasher). We got up early this morning and got the furniture, degus, clothing, food, and books over to the new place. We still have a bunch of stuff from the kitchen to pack up, but we’re taking a break until tomorrow, because 7 solid hours of moving was enough for one day.
I’m especially looking forward to having a yard, and turning the small space into a garden. I’m inspired by Christine Hennessey, who calls grass “nothing but a missed opportunity.” Maybe next week I’ll take a cue from her and start prepping things for spring.
In other news, it’s been an interesting month in terms of my creative work. Although I had planned to spend this month working on a large nonfiction project in my free time. And then, at the last minute, I got an idea for National Novel Writing Month. Unfortunately, about a week in, I wasn’t really enjoying myself. Between a day job, dance, and preparing to move, getting the minimum 1,667 words per day in was stressful and eating into my free time. While 1,667 words isn’t that many in the grand scheme of things, with my schedule the way it was, NaNoWriMo was feeling like a chore rather than fun. Nor was the story coming together the way I wanted. I was also neglecting my poetry as a result, and starting to resent NaNoWriMo for pulling my attention away from that. So, after about two days of deliberation, I decided to call NaNoWriMo a wash for this year.
This wasn’t easy for me. I don’t like giving up for any reason. But, as I said, I wasn’t enjoying what I was doing. It’s not that it was challenging, but I was getting something out of it. I was not having fun. And life is too short to not enjoy my free time. I’m glad I attempted NaNo, and I’m glad I started the story. I’m just going to take a cue from Chuck Wendig, who notes that sometimes, the story just isn’t ready, or you’re not ready for the story. My focus is on my poetry right now. If I’m doing prose, I want to work on nonfiction. This just isn’t the write time for me to work on this piece. I don’t plan to let it sit in hard drive limbo, though. I’m not going to give up on a project I think is cool. I’m just not going to kill my love for it trying to write a draft of it by the end of November.