Of Nerves and Notebooks
Hi, remember me? The person who never posts here? Yeah, there’s a reason I told you that it’s probably more informative to follow me on Twitter. How’ve you been?
I’ve actually been really good. I finally feel like I’m at a point where I’m back to being myself, so to speak, and I’m pleased to say I actually managed to finish something. I wrote a short story for a holiday anthology, believe it or not. I was doing the whole mental purr thing at the amount of “I really love this” comments I was getting, and started the submittal process this morning. (No, I don’t know why I say ‘submittal’ instead of ‘submission’. I’m not sure ‘submittal’ is even a real word. I blame the engineering firm I used to work for, who used ‘submittal’ when describing plans and things that they submitted to the appropriate agencies. It just kind of stuck, I guess.)
And now I’m panicking. This is pretty typical for me. I’ll get over it. When I hear more, I’ll let you know.
I’m pleased to say that I’ve discovered I’m not the only one who feels it necessary to fondle her notebooks before she buys them. I have an addiction to notebooks. I can’t begin to tell you how many I have tucked away in my house. God knows how many I’m going to find when I eventually move out of this place and into an apartment. I may need an entire closet just for my notebooks. My roommate will either laugh at me or want to murder me for taking up so much room just for things I’ve scribbled down.
Anyway, traffic was really hideous on the way home from my desk job yesterday, so I got off the freeway and stopped at Staples. Because, you know, notebooks. I have some very specific things that make a notebook squeal-worthy to me: the texture of the pages, the thickness of the covers, and the design. As I was browsing, I found the one on the right. In fact, I managed to find two of them with the same cover, and they are now both mine. The covers are THICK, like you’d find on a hardcover book, the design made me squeal, and the paper is like silk, it’s so smooth — also, perforated, so I don’t have to deal with the spiral binder chunkies on the edges if I actually need to remove a page (though that’s not a common thing with me). I really would have taken three more home with me if I’d found other designs I liked as well, but I didn’t, so I only came home with two. (Clicking on the picture will pop up a larger version, so you can actually see the details. You know, in case you’re a fellow notebook addict.)
Yes, I’m this excited about a freaking notebook. I told you I have issues, but you wouldn’t believe me…
I’m going to go panic some more now. Once I have more details, I’ll add the story to the ‘books’ page (which I think I’d better go clean up now anyway). I still haven’t touched rewrites on the first book of the series formerly known as Intentions (I really need to work on new titles), and I have two books I want to finish to submit to two different publishers. One of them was a NaNoWriMo story years ago that I need to rewrite, but that one won’t be as difficult to tackle as the former Intentions book. So much to do, so little time…