Play video games. Almost entirely. I got a package from Play Asia, a site that ships American/English based video games to countries all around Asia, that contained my shiny new copies of Sonic: The Dark Brotherhood and My Japanese Coach. Both are entertaining, and the latter has certainly re-jump started my Japanese studying. If you’re thinking on studying Japanese, I’d recommend it, though not by itself. I think it moves a little fast and its examples/stroke order/translations are sometimes wrong.
In any case, what does this mean for the rest of my life?
Well, I’ve fallen into a rut with writing.
After finishing Steady in a Firestorm, I find myself unable to figure out where to go from here. I really ought to write it’s sequel, especially as it’s hard enough to sell a necessary series (though this is only two books), but when one of them isn’t even finished… Well, that is something I should do if I want to make FS viable.
I have plans for two other books in the works: Christmas Cookies and The Wife Hunt. The problem with the former is that I can’t quite figure out a synopsis that I like. The problem with the latter is I just don’t feel comfortable writing in the era. I’ve also come up with a cool premise for a world, but I don’t have much in terms of plot or characters. Though if I keep working with it, something might come.
I mean, this isn’t the biggest deal. Writing, though wonderful and fulfilling, is not my ultimate dream/career path in life. At least not at this point. I would love, adore, to be published. But it’s not necessary for my worth as a person to be so, nor towards my overall happiness. (Though it might help that whole loan repayment business, and that would very much improve my happiness, as then I could travel through Japan and Asia more.)
Yet, at the same time, I do feel a bit disappointed with myself for lounging away my free time with the DS. Sure, it’s a nice way to unwind, and an excellent (legitimate) distraction while at work–I don’t think any of my schools mind me studying Japanese. But I sort-of miss writing, if you know what I mean. It was cathartic. And as much as I try to write at work, I just end up staring at a blank page, wondering how to begin.
Eh, maybe I’ll get back into it once I start editing on FS. Scheduled to begin this weekend! Eep!


