Despite the best efforts of school and vocal demands this week, I managed writing and sent nearly 2K new words off to the Posse. I expected rending, but there wasn’t much. I’m slowly (ever so slowly!) figuring out character motivations and a story line for a secondary character and making sense of the female protag’s character arc. Go me.
Maybe I just have to have school hanging over my head to make me want to write.
Or maybe it was just fun to torture my male protag with the sarcastic voice in his head. Still, success, and it feels good.
The classroom’s mostly done (Friday night was the kinders’ meet and greet we have to reduce the first week tears) and although I’ll head back into the room tomorrow, it’s more about running off homework and worksheets for the first day, and, of course, meetings.
The kids show up on Tuesday. And I’m actually grateful we have a four-day first week. Criers usually trickle off by the fourth day.
The music in my life took a big step forward–class on Tuesday, a rehearsal on Wednesday, a group class on Thursday, another rehearsal on Saturday morning, and then two masses today. The second mass included a cello and an oboe, and I’m in love with those two instruments. I tried to convince them to show up every week, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.
I’m hoping the music schedule settles down a little next week, although I already know I have a rehearsal on Wednesday night again. Don’t know if I’ll actually get to sing that mass, but I’ll be prepared just in case.
What I wasn’t as productive with? The housework. OH WELL. The frig is clean again, and that counts, right?