May. 29th, 2015 10:17 am
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 So, yesterday was my last day of teaching for year. It is frightening and liberating at the same time staring into summer. Frightening because, three months without pay. Plus, I have to do everything necessary to get my license for next year in that time. Liberating because, more time for writing! July. I want Nemesis finished by July. 

Totally doable. That's only....approximately 3k words per day. No problem. Eep.


Apr. 16th, 2015 09:50 am
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 So, I am working! TSPC finally issued my license, and I have spent this week observing classes, and I *may* be teaching for the first time today! It has been grade school special ed. I never thought grade school would be a good fit for me, but I will say these kids are adorable. Who knows, I may need to reevaluate my plans, but we'll see as we go forward and I experience actual teaching. 
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 Yesterday, I walked away from the negative job for the last time. Everyone was amazing and nice, and it made me realize that I will miss several of the people. However, several things also happened that made me so happy to know I wouldn't ever have to deal with that shit again. I also talked to the guy who is hiring me for the long term sub job (not sure if he will technically be my new boss), and that will be starting next week and I am SUPER excited about it! The HR lady should be getting ahold of me today with a copy of the contract.

You guys, from here on out my husband and I will have essentially the same schedule! I am really pumped about this aspect. I am also excited and nervous about working from home, and nervous about June when this new income goes away for three months. (Maybe I will take off my education off my resume and apply to be a barista for the summer. I know so much more about coffee now than I did back when that was my job.) They are going to send me a computer to use for work, so sadly I will not be using my beloved Mac. I suppose there are benefits to having a separate work computer, I am just sad it will be a PC. 

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that the actual teaching part makes me a little nervous, too. But I will be paired with other teachers in the beginning, so that should be pretty nifty. I'm looking forward to it. 

For now, though, I have a long weekend of no obligations. :D

Last Day

Mar. 25th, 2015 09:10 am
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I had this dream last night where I couldn't find any black thread to finish fixing this co-workers bag I'd promised to do before I was gone from this job. (I fixed the bag this morning, black thread was right where it was supposed to be.)

When that dream was done, I segued straight into another where I was trying to get back to work after my lunch break and got stuck in this theme park that was trying to be Disney-like, but made really stupid mistakes, like letting wild animals run loose with the people visiting the park, and I couldn't find my way out and the time just kept getting later and later, and for some reason I was worried about getting fired even though it was my last day of work.

Yikes subconscious, what are you trying to tell me? Is this my anxiety about leaving this negative but secure job for a more positive but unknown future? If so, lame. Very lame.

My REAL last day did get off to a super auspicious start, in the form of the world's slowest train blocking the road one block away and making me five minutes late for work. My boss, however, just laughed instead of firing me. Imagine that. And now it is time to think about cleaning out desk drawers and removing anything smacking of personal from the work computer. I know, I know, nothing personal should be there anyway. Whatever.
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All of my stuff is sent off to the licensing commission to get my sub license. So I can start that job next week. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Tomorrow is my last day at the current job. I. Cannot. Wait. In the meantime, there is pretty much nothing for me to do. They've taken away almost all of my tasks except answering the phones, in preparation for me to leave. So it's look busy and talk to people about leaving all day, ha ha. Oh, and tomorrow they are doing some kind of going away party or something for me, which I find kind of ironic and ridiculous given how negative much of the environment has been.

I will start posting word counts for writing here soon. :) It is so awesome, returning to a place where I am actively writing and creating, I can't even tell you. I have had multiple people tell me how happy I must be with this life change, because I just seem so positive all of the time now. I am pretty sure it has a lot to do with writing regularly. Not that the life change hurts. ;)

I am doing some kind of Nano thing in April, so that should be a really fun push to make good headway on Nemesis.

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Hi LJ! Long time, no talk. *sigh*

Lately, I have really missed you. Like, really, REALLY missed you. There are things I can't talk about on Facebook, because, well, on Facebook everyone knows who I am. My boss and co-workers have me friended. I post something about a scary life change on Facebook in vague enough terms to be appropriate, and people I forgot could read it are texting my husband asking if everything is okay. (It is. Except that my husband believes Facebook is THE DEVIL, won't have anything to do with it, and then asks me things like "why for-the-love-of-God would you post anything about our lives on Facebook??" A serious introvert, he does not understand the need to talk things out when facing terrifying choices that literally effect your entire future. He's like, "but we talked with each other about it, that should be enough." *pets husband* I love you, baby, but I'm a writer. Sometimes I just have to write things out into the void, even if I get no response back.)

Anyway, this seems like a great time to resurrect LJ. I keep coming back here, meaning to be faithful, and then I'm not. But I'm making all kinds of life changes right now. Why not here, too?

So here's the deal. I finished my degree about eight months ago. That would be the soul-sucking graduate degree that I insanely decided to do after finishing my BA in English, resulting in a grand total of four years of higher education that literally sucked the creative energy right out of me. Writing for myself? Forget it. Jewelry? Eventually that had to go, too. (I believe I already posted here about the crazy/scary high blood pressure issues that required me to remove stress from my life. My BP is doing much better now, thank you.) Anyway, I finished my degree, and two things happened: 1. I found out that because my degree did not include a certification track, I could not use my newly minted MAT to actually, you know, teach in Oregon. 2. I was so paralyzed by self doubt after four years of not writing fiction, I couldn't make myself write something. I literally crippled myself creatively.

These two things led to months of unhappiness and depression, not helped by the fact that my job had become a place of constant negativity chipping away even more at my self worth every single day.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago. Two things happened. 1. After trying unsuccessfully to really write for months, I opened up the space pirates novella and read through it. Along the way, I tweaked things here and there, and then I started adding whole new scenes. And they didn't suck. I had a "light bulb" moment. If I could read this thing I had written at the height of my previous writing ability, and find things to edit and make better, I was obviously at least as good at writing now, as I was then. Maybe those years of writing literally hundreds of acamedic papers hadn't ruined me forever! (Hey, I never said my self-doubt made sense!) 2. A teacher friend of Mark's who has since moved on to administration, and administrates at one of the two virtual k-12 schools in Oregon came to us with an opportunity. He could hire me as a sub and get me a restricted sub license, so I was at least using my degrees. The catch? I still need to figure out getting fully certified in Oregon sometime in the next couple of years, which means finding a program that will let me do as little actual classes as possible and give me the needed student teaching and certification recommendation pieces. He also gave me some names at local universities to talk to. The huband and I spent three long weeks waffling about whether or not to take this opportunity. I didn't want to just make the decision emotionally because I am so unhappy at my current job. We need two incomes, so the idea of working the rest of the year at teaching and then suddenly having no income over the summer is REALLY scary. But, summer would be the perfect time for me to enroll in a cohort of whichever program I need to finish my certification, so there is that. There was lots of talking and tears. Eventually, we decided to take the chance. Next Wednesday is officially my last day at the negative job, YAY.

In the meantime, I have been writing again, and it has been glorious. I've started cleaning up the studio to do some jewelry again. I have remembered what it feels like to be doing something I love that makes me happy. I posted something on Facebook about that, about how just the act of writing creatively again was making me happy, and a friend said "Of course it is. Writing is your natural state of being."

I also started an online writing group, and as soon as I finished adding about 10k words to the novella and editing it, I sent it off to them for critique. And then I unearthed my email to and from the wonderful agent who read Nemesis way back in the day and spent a couple of very generous hours on the phone with me telling me what she felt it needed to make it better. I sent her an email, explainging why I'd disappeared off the map and failed to send her a rewrite. I explained that I was writing once again, the state of the novella, and that Nemesis would be next. She responded and said (to my vast joy and relief) that she would be happy to look at either of them when I finished.

This was my other great fear. That by taking time away from writing to finish my degrees, I had wasted an opportunity that I had spent so much time working for. Luckily, that does not appear to be the case! Words cannot describe how I felt when I read her reply, they really just cannot do it justice.

So now the novella has been e-mailed to her, and I am working on Nemesis. Full circle, f-list. Full circle. And now, here I am. Writing about it to all of you. I think LJ will be the next great thing I resurrect into my life, along with writing, jewelry, and oh yes, happiness.
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In a stunning error of accounting, and also somehow due to the fact that this fiscal year has 16 extra work hours in it than most, I suddenly have 48 hours of vacation/leave I have to take between now and October 31st.

I don't know how this happened, exactly. It's all very complicated math which they've e-mailed us with from back East, which my boss and I spent several hours today checking and rechecking. I'm a writer and an English major - remember all of my whining complaining about the science part of writing an SF novel? Yeah, math gives me a freaking headache.

But the numbers do appear to be accurate. Instead of being completely out of leave, with four hours I have to work overtime to make up, suddenly I have 6 days to use in the next seven weeks.

Just last week, I was complaining to my friend L about how nice it would be if I only had a day of leave left to use just for staying home and sewing. For once, the universe answered my request in an embarrassingly generous manner. Thank you, universe.

I'm taking off Halloween, for sure. That's the day of the masquerade, and I'm quite sure I'm going to need it. In the meantime, I may just be decadent and take off a couple of hours early this afternoon...


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