“The air is cold, metallic, sharp to breathe; scarves of woodsmoke drift in the sky over rooftops outlined with twinkling lights, and porch lamps gleam from early in the afternoon until long into the night.”
– Michelle Morgan
December was a cold but generally restful month. I’ll talk more generally about 2018 in my yearly reflection, so this month will be brief.
Reflections on the Journey
i. Read 12 books: 12/12 – I finished Divergent by Veronica Roth.
ii. Track my wordcount and aim for 100,000 words: 062,001 words – I wrote 50,044 words for NaNoWriMo, and worked on 2 short stories this year. I finished December with 490 new words.
iii. Wellness Weekly: I talk more about this in my annual review, but this month I did just let the dust settle on my expectations. I am a natural hibernator at this time of year.
Smoke and Ember
The cats are good. Smoke freaked a bit at the fireworks on New Year’s Eve but otherwise, nothing to report on their front. Ember hid under a table from about 7pm so it’s hard to know if she was scared or comfortable.
Jumping the Wall…
- We had our annual Yule Buffet with our families, including my niece who was just 8 months old.
- We had Christmas morning together, went to his parents for lunch, then my parents for tea.
- I re-connected with the Pixar in a Box online course while I had a cold; watching videos and re-visiting The Felled Gods for the planning exercises.
- I completed that short story and submitted it; fingers crossed for a positive response.