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In Process -- Feb 2020

I think I have been deluding myself. I got let go from my job of 22 years back in mid-January, and suddenly had tons of time to do whatever I wanted all day, which meant I got up at 9 then walked over to one of the dozen or so Tim Horton's within walking distance, then walked home, then read the entire internet, then tried to write for a while. 

It's been really nice. I can get to the pharmacy when I have a prescription to pick up, I don't have to plan my workday around when I can get to the library to acquire my holds, I can read every day, I can knit. I don't have to take a day off if I want to meet someone for coffee or take a dance class.

However.

Before, when I had that job for 22 years, I thought I was writing every day. I got up in the morning and did my morning stuff, then sat down in my writing spot and looked at my writing, and for the last few years because I have enough first drafts already (and a lot of that page-a-day stuff I used to write would be kind of bad or repetitive because I just wanted to get it done, not get the story written, but get the page done), I would edit. I would always have a printout of something around, and I would mark up a few pages and then I would go to my office and do my normal day job stuff.

And then I would come home and feel good about myself, and work out and write a crit or sometimes data enter the stuff I'd marked up (though more often I would do that on the weekend) or do some research.

And now I'm sitting down and trying to actually finish this novel before my severance runs out, or finish a short story so I can say I actually did something that is like having a job, treating it like a job. And wow. I have wasted a lot of time. 


Wind/Water/Salt
Chapter 23: This is a Fairfax chapter, and last month I'd added a bunch to it, because it was thin and weak and I realized that FF needs more of a mission than just to find a witch.  

Chapter 1-20: Edited and reorganized based on OWW feedback.

Persephone (probably not its real name) 
Started the month with 79,000 words. Started at the beginning filling in some missing scenes. I am going to be way over word count when this is done (whatever word count is) but there's so much to clean up that it's okay. This has a pandemic in it, and I'm finding it really hard to work on right now.

Connecting
Critted 7
Got back 1


Subs
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Knitting
FI Corset belt. Started month maybe 15 rows to go before the edging. Now I just have danglers to tie up, and i-cord to make, and it's done. 
Sunny skies of winter (KP 2015 FI) Bought a set of US3 DPNs at Fabricland so I could do the sleeves. I did about 13 inches of the first sleeve, decreasing every sixth row, and that was too tight of a sleeve so I ripped it out and did it again, decreasing every 7th row. It's still pretty tight so that must have been some horrible tight sleeve before. I'm on the second sleeve now. 
Candlemas by Jean Moss. I'd done the first pattern rep at the start of the month. Fortunately as I go along the rows get shorter! Not looking forward to starting the second piece. Now I have about 5 inches, and I'm already worried I'm going to run out of yarn. 

Decided it was important to finish some projects, so I finished the fall dress. I also worked on my sashiko sampler.

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