The Day Before Thanksgiving...

[xakara]

The icon says it all. But I'll get back to that in a second...

Despite reassurances to the contrary, and a passing resemblance to (alleged) relatives, I'm left to wonder sometimes if I'm adopted. I just lack certain things in common with my family that leave me guessing. For instance, I lack the holiday tradition gene.

Tomorrow's Thanksgiving and we have turkey breasts and mashed potatoes and such waiting to be thrown on a plate with words of thanks said over them. That's nice. It's just not me. I could have been happy with pizza and gone on my merry way without another thought. It's about being thankful and sharing food, the idea that it needs to be certain foods for a certain day just doesn't sit well with me. If it's a Tuesday in July and one of us wants turkey, we have turkey without another thought. So that this one day in November demands it...well, I'm going with the flow.

Perhaps if I was back home I'd feel different. I always enjoyed the time at my families and the food was a part of that. I just think it was a secondary part to the point where I could substitute anything and have the same feeling if we were all together. Not that it's a bad thing, it's how it should be, right? But traditions have their place and I wonder if I should put some into play that do say "holiday" to me each and every year. Hmm...

Anyway, back to the icon. I have been very naughty, surprisingly so in fact. I'm behind on everything, (and I do mean everything). I only had two days of edits left on BloodSprite and managed to somehow drift away from it. Not finishing BloodSprite means not sorting out BloodQueen which means not making notes on Chimera, which means not settling back down to The Forgiven, which means not researching Camelot Inc and not finishing The Way To A Dragon's Heart for submission. No cookie for me. But I'm turning that around.

I'm caught up in a new fitness passion, (two really, but one isn't new, it's returning for a second season) and I'm tying all the stuff I want for it to work on the stories waiting. I can get up and move about and have a time, but I have to sit still (or find counter space until I get a desk high enough to walk and type) and get to work first in order to do so. No more bellydancing dvds (the returning passion) or new gear (for the new passion) until I make some progress.

It might sound like a strange thing, but writing and fitness have always tied together for me. Some of my best ideas and most innovative solutions come to me while working out. I've just let the fatigue from work and the lack of a desk distract me from doing what I should. (Okay, true, it might also be the huge amount I'm editing out of BloodSprite that finally got to me, but let's not go there). So it's butt-in-chair-writing, before coin scarf-on-hips-dancing, and no anklet bells until I'm finished.

Speaking of which, I should go do a bit more before calling it a night. Then I can spend tomorrow grateful for the fact that I'm healthy enough to get even healthier and that I have so many ideas and stories in my head that I've had to get tough about getting them done! :) 

Happy Thanksgiving (Happy Gratitude Day, Happy Friends and Family Day, Happy Turkey Day, Happy Whatever You Call It Day)

"Naughty Author/Holiday Traditions Ramble" Done

~X

Comments

[gloomybardgirl.livejournal.com]

I think I'm adopted myself. I'm just glad I'll get a part of the day to myself because I don't bother with the whole fake family crap at least my fake family crap.

That's interesting. The only inspiration I've gotten while working out would be farting. I actually get ideas sometimes in of all places the shower. No idea why since I'm not a fan of the shower but circumstances have stuck me in a shower since whoever put the bathroom in the basement decided to not put in a tub for whatever reason. I've wondered if there was a law against a tub in the basement but I never found out.

I've also done thinking while in bed and sometimes a dream might get me going. There was an odd dream that I had that I might see about turning into something and of course there was the day when my leg seemed to be possessed and there was a possessed washer that doesn't seem to be possessed anymore.

Have a good weekend. I have to say that I wouldn't mind having some pizza myself. In all likelihood, I'll probably end up dining on chicken watching Hollyoaks. I am six months behind England and maybe I'll see about getting some writing done without my finger screaming at me.

[xakara.livejournal.com]

The shower is a great place for sudden inspiration as well. Everything my subconscious mulls over while working out comes to fruition during the shower afterwards.

On the way to sleep or inspiration from a dream is another good place but much more frustrating as there's no guarantee I'll remember enough to preserve the original idea.

Happy Thanksgiving.

~X

[gloomybardgirl.livejournal.com]

I try to keep a notebook in the bed just in case I think of something. I did get an idea the other day from a dream but I'm not sure if that will go anywhere since it was odd.

[i-amsherlocked.livejournal.com]

::huggles::
Do you at least get tomorrow off?

[xakara.livejournal.com]

Yay, I am indeed off today and got to rest. How you and the bubbies are having a wonderful day!

(((Hugs)))

[i-amsherlocked.livejournal.com]

I hope you're having a wonderful day too!