Another school year survived: it should have been the easiest, since I was only teaching (without piling on MA.Ed homework or BTSA nonsense in addition), but “only” teaching 3 different grades, while undergoing formal observations from my new boss, and trying to make sure every lesson was purposeful, interesting, enough for a 54-minute period, etc…
So once again, I did not get a lot of writing done during the school year.
Summer kicked in as of 3:00 pm last Wednesday, and I spent the next few days down in San Diego with Jeff, since his work sent him to a conference (and I got to tag along). Now it’s Monday, and I’m home, and I’ve already ran with Benny, cleared out the dishwasher from last night, and finished two loads of laundry. My (iced) coffee is in hand.
I need to find my writing groove again.
I am a little torn because I think I want to keep working on Copper, the manuscript that haunts me. It’s changed so much since it’s conception; it’s already been rejected in a previous format; I feel so attached to it that maybe it affects my ability to tear it apart like it needs to be; now that I’ve read all of Leigh Bardugo’s stuff, I worry that it’s too close to her creations (and hers are done way better). But I also want to work on something BRAND NEW so I don’t end up feeling like I’ve wasted away the summer working on Copper… again.
GAH. Decisions, decisions.
In good news though, I figured out that I can annotate PDFs, so I’m currently re-reading the last draft of Copper (just in case) and figuring out what to fix and where to pick up on the revisions. So… that’s fun? I used to have to waste a lot of black ink in this process, but now I’ll do it on my computer! Where I am easily distracted by the internet and writing new blog posts like this one.