Something that went well? PrincessSwan’s comp in Cali
I always plan my blog posts, and sometimes, I follow the outline in my thoughts and I write an okay post. Other times, I just go with the wind, Argentine style, and end up with a stream of consciousness spew that when I read it later, I’m like, “who wrote this?”
This one is a combination of the two. I wanted to write a blog post the day after Thanksgiving and tell the world that although this year was brutal, I still did great things.
I did finish NaNoWriMo. And I did it in record time. 16 days of writing frenzy. Jeff was in Nepal and I had so much time to write! I don’t really know why I had time. As I type this, I have a super clingy 17-month-old baby semi-asleep in my arms. He’s even holding a strand of my long hair to make sure I NEVER put him down. And by never, I mean, NEVER. So I don’t really know how I was able to write this book–which remains untitled. I’m thrilled about it. It’s loosely based on Persuasion and it follows the story of a young, single mother and the boy whose heart she broke six years ago and who is now a world famous soccer player.
I’m putting that book away for now to finish edits on my Middle Grade book about a Latina Irish dancer who wants to go to the World Cup in spite of her anxiety problems.
I know. All my stories are so sad. They have good endings though 🙂
What I didn’t accomplish was the half marathon I trained all year for. I got sick the day before Thanksgiving, and although I wanted to run it, I couldn’t even get up to cook Thanksgiving dinner, which we had to reschedule.
So 2013, I didn’t reach all of my goals, but I will. The year isn’t over yet. I might have to run it in the snow, with this clingy boy holding on to my hair, but I’ll still do it. I’ll even post a picture; I promise. It could have been worse, right? I could be RSL. *tears*
For a long time I decided that I’d finish the re-write of my book at the end of September so I could read all through October. No writing, just preparing my mind for the writing fest of November. But the end of September came and my book wasn’t finished. It took me an extra week. I plunged into reading right away, decided to enjoy October, my month of creative vacation. The reading was great. The running was feeling better and better every day. This year would be the year I’d decorate the whole house for Halloween, a christening of sorts for this new place. But the middle of October slapped me, and I never saw the hand coming.
Yaya’s last Halloween
My mom had gallbladder surgery. A simple procedure. She was home the same day. I was grateful for my month off because I could go to her house every morning and stay with her until it was time for the kids to get home. Baby Hulk slept in her bed with her while I read. The three of us watched and old telenovela that we loved. We talked. I held her hand, thinking how cold it was and wanting her to get better.
Thursday morning, I arrived at her house and she was already up. She had cleaned the kitchen. She wanted to be doing things, like always. She didn’t feel well though. I took her to the doctor who reassured us that she would be okay.
That night, already Friday morning, she passed away.
And today is Halloween, one of her favorite holidays. We won’t have her delicious treats or her laughter as the kids pretend to scare her. The house isn’t decorated. But we’ll celebrate anyway because she loved it.
In October I learned that writing isn’t the most important thing, but it helped me record those things that are vital, that I need to keep on going. The memories of the people I love most. Writing helps put my thoughts in order. To create from scrambled thoughts in my head.
Tomorrow, I’ll start my new story, the one I’ve been planning since the summer. Now that I think about it, the overall story arc, it dawns on me that maybe I’m not up to par with the image of this story I have in my mind. I’ll have to draw from my heart then, and that will hurt. But it will also heal. Words, beautiful words.
I’ve been out of the blogsphere all month, and this is why:
This month, I wrote my yearly novel, I set out to read The Book of Mormon (I’m a couple of days behind, but I will catch up!), and I started training for a 5K. I trained my mind, my spirit and my body, and I’m feeling so good! While I was gone some pretty awesome things happened in my life, and I’ll be back with more details later, when I don’t have a sleeping baby snoring in the baby sling. I love this feeling of having achieved something important for me! I love it!
I can’t believe it’s already December. Being immersed in NaNoWriMo makes me forget all about getting ready for Christmas, our family trip in less than two weeks, Nutcracker, and a million end of the year parties. Every year, on December 1st, I feel like I’m waking up from a dream (or a nightmare) and realize I have to do a million things when all I want to do is sleep. Who can really function with this cold? It was only 14 degrees this morning (-10 in Celsius!).
Come December, I always feel like the year has blown by. The years seem to go faster as I get older too. So, I decided to make a list of 2011 favorite things.
Music has the number one spot. My favorite song, by far, is Latinoamerica, by Calle 13.
Even if you don’t understand the lyrics in Spanish, I think the spirit of the song and the beautiful images of the video don’t need any translation. It’s an Anthem for America, from the North Pole to Antarctica.