What a month November has been. It was a good month, but long and I am tired.
November is birthday month and that was fun. Thanksgiving was good, I stuffed myself like normal on all the great food. Then spent the weekend with a killer chest cold that is trying to hang around even now. The cold will not win, they never do, but they can be persistent little buggers.
On the creative front? Yeah.. I got about six thousand words on the NaNo thing and just did not have any energy left. Inspiration? Oh sure, have that going no problem, but just too tired to write much of anything, on any project.
The new job. I like it, it is groovy. Four weeks in and its cool. I have four more weeks of training to go then boom, into the mix. I was thinking about that last night. I have studied and put into practice (lots of practice) about 1200 pages of material so far. Yeah, seriously. It feels like condensing a semester's worth of college into four weeks. No parties or craziness though, no time or energy for that! And I am thinking.. I have another four weeks to go of more of the same.
Lots of testing and assesments and a weekly review each week. Intense seems too mild a word for all of that. Cant miss a day, cant be late, too much to do in a day to not be fully committed each step of the way. So far, so good.
I am tired today, very tired. But not once, not even a glimmer of a thought, have I asked myself is it worth it, because it is, very much so. Trial by fire and the heat is on. In the end, with all of the effort of 8 weeks of training, I will be prepared and do just fine. That is the part I like, the strive for success and the desire of everyone to work hard and be successful. It will be cool.
I just need a nap.. Then when I am in the groove, all that creative energy will return and I can rock it with the words again. Patience is the key, something I have always had to work at very hard to attain even a modicum of a smidgen of on any given day. Doing that too.
Then we'll finish that novel in the spring eh?