Oh, I did write about Tony Bumper somewhat, and I was starting a good clip there, but then life happened in the form of difficulty, death, sickness, and tragedy. I would have to say this was the worst year I have had in a while. There are other years that are marked like haunting gravestones in my life.
1982: Suicide attempts, my father's cruelest abuse, my mother' heaviest drinking.
1987: My mother' suicide, the mental hospital, losing my home, job, and best friend (the last three in one month!).
1991: Losing my job and being unemployed for 2 years, being evicted and living in the projects, starving, bill collectors, Mikey died, Christine having a job that sent her home crying almost daily, and horrible depression.
2001: Christine breaks both her ankles, Oreo dies, CR has foot problems, my back is injured, 9/11, two narrow misses of layoffs, my brush with death with pneumonia.
2004 didn't seem as bad as any of those years, but I have had to deal with 3 deaths (two with relatives), near layoffs, severe money problems, and a host of friends with problems and deaths of their own. So it's up there. But like so many bad years, a lot of "minor casualties" get buried under the suffocating black clouds of the larger tragedies.
My writing was one of them. I was supposed to have a final draft of my new book done by the end of December, but that's not going to happen. I don't even know about next year, I am too scared to see what happens next.
Want to known one of the weird things? One of those "unlikely fiction scenarios" is the truth: I know of someone who actually, according to her boyfriend, prints out my blogs. It's people like her I feel most like apologizing to, because even though she probably didn't know it, her mini "rah rah: attitude, the e-mails, plus links to writing ideas, kept me from giving up.
She linked to something called NaNoWriMo, a kind of contest to write a small novel in one month. I had heard about it on Hissyfit, and then on Sara A's board, but never actually investigated what it actually meant. Sadly, I only bothered to look it up last week, to find it's only for the month of November. Because of this, I decided to spend 2 hours writing anything, no matter how bad it was (as per the site's recommendation to "break through writers blocks by taking risks"), to see how many words and hour I could do. It did about 550 words/hour (don't ask for the text, it was as bad as the site warned it might be), which means NaNoWriMo is actually an achievable goal.
Too bad I have to wait until 2005.
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