It seems I haven’t had much to say lately and I am not feeling a strong urge to create in this format right now, so I suspect it will be awhile before another blog post appears.
All is well; I’m just learning to slow down and limit myself and take time to enjoy what I already have.
I spend more time sitting on my front porch and watching the neighborhood, and taking weird pathways home, so I can admire the country roads. I always loved driving and seeing nature again (I grew up in the country, and it’s weird not to have the sights and smells of the country around me).
I drove through a local town that got left behind by the railroad that is now a commuter paradise, or would be even more so if people knew it existed and it inspired me to think about another novel idea which I’ve been brainstorming in Scrivener. My husband and I are working on a project to build an online text game so we can both work on our coding skills and I can design the place just to storyboard it out. Since I think in text and plan in text, creating a world where I can make my characters move around and interact in the right settings might help me with the physical description I have to work harder than the average writer on since I don’t see images in my head. Besides, I miss unwinding with a good “scripting” session (repeated actions to “level up” a character) so I can feel productive in game as I continue to level up or gain skills while I’m, say, cleaning my office.
This project will use a lot of my time as I try to create a playground for my writing so I can learn coding (useful!) and also (hopefully) be able to get back to writing in general. From there, I can start to heal while learning new skills (still coding and statistics) while allowing my muse some time to play.
This is not a career, but a hobby. I am learning to have hobbies since my work does not consume me.
I think this is called work-life balance.
But for now, the blog will be hiatus-like (unless I get some revelation to share).
All is well, though.
The priest across town who, at various intervals seemed to support me or at least seemed to NOT unsupport me, has been ousted.
The congregation never “took to him.” He does have a tendency to use allusions the working class can’t follow and he doesn’t always lay a clear transitional path in his homilies. Actually, he also has this tendency to never change register and talks to kids with the same, unfiltered version of what the Catholic church teaches that he does to adults. The little kids actually like him a lot; the big kids, who have been socialized to learn you don’t hurt feelings with the truth, are suspicious of him. It doesn’t help he followed a very loved priest, who died unexpectedly who really only seemed to focus on eldercare and, in our experience when we were there, our son was summarily thrown out of the school because of his Autism, because the late priest neglected the school.
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If you’re curious, there were a fair number of hidden posts that went unhidden. Some may not have been published at all yet, and others may just have been hidden to be doubly safe because I can be a bit paranoid. So, if you’re wondering about that, well, that’s what happened.
I now work for an employer who even says in the policy manual that blogging at work or on work machines a personal blog is fine on my own time, so long as I add the standard disclaimer. I know full well that if I do that, then it can be “discoverable” in a lawsuit so I’m not going to do THAT, but it does lessen the burdens on me that I faced as a teacher-administrator blogger. It’s just one of many new perks I have now that I no longer am in Catholic education.
So, I’ll be back as I have things to say, and hopefully we can get to know each other again in a new way.
I’m back, at least, from a “you can see the blog now” angle.
I learned a lot over the past few months, and I’ll be blogging again soon, assuming there’s interest in a return. If I do return, do note there will be considerable changes with regard to content since I’m making a lot of serious changes in who Nicole is, as a result of leaving the school I loved far sooner than I intended. Identity is an ongoing problem with Autistics, particularly Autistic women who love to mask, and I’ve done a lot of introspection over these last two months.
BUT the main thing is that I am gainfully employed again, so I feel safe resurrecting the blog.
During the job hunt, which has come faster than expected due to a mutual agreement with my now former employer, I am temporarily putting the blog on hiatus and removed a lot of posts.
I am still writing blog posts, and will work on design/revision of what is here, so you may notice some changes.
You can reach me, as always, via e-mail or Twitter.
To tell you how it’s going at school, now that my boss is back, let me give you an analogy:
You’re in the midst of a divorce and you sit down to talk about assets.
In the conversation, your ex (who pitched you out; you were fanatically loyal) implies that he’s considering paternity testing on all of the children born of the marriage.
He goes on to gush about his shiny new family, and how he can’t wait to get started with that. His life is going to be so much better when he’s rid of you and those inconvenient kids he had with you.
You sit there, realizing you’ve been duped for your entire marriage and wonder if you have the energy to fight for your kids and what they deserve.
So, yeah, it’s going fantastically.
The last bit before Christmas is always hard for me because I’m busy trying to “act normal” with my kids to keep them from freaking out just before Christmas.
I think we did a good job this year, since we had relative peace and continued learning like we always do so as to smooth out the panic kids get before the break.
I’ll do some thinking about school and other adventures and will be back to writing ASAP.
Catch you all soon!
This week, I thought I’d share some creative writing for something different.
Hope you enjoy!
Regarding yesterday’s post on missed opportunities:
Guess whose pitch went well enough that the agent, looking for authentic female voices who also has background in working with Autistic children as a volunteer…greenlighted this person to send her the full novel? Not chapters. Not an outline and a chapter a two. The full novel?
(This is agent speak for: this particular project, I really do want to see and I’m not on the fence about whether or not I want to see it.)
She seemed very nice and nurturing enough (she literally said she doesn’t like to give up on an author if she keeps believing in him or her, even if they have to change direction sometime) that she might be a good fit for me. She also seems to be kind and gentle enough that she might have actually developed relationships with editors in such a way that she stands out. I know New York can be rough; a Midwesterner selling a Midwestern book (she’s sold to all the majors) might be a welcome contact for them in terms of being treated pleasantly, but firmly.
It’s early, and the actual book might not be a fit for her, but I felt blessed to even move to the next step.
This time, I know we moved forward because of my Autism, and not in spite of it, since we spent quite a bit of time talking about what adult Autism looks like and how it can manifest in the novel without completely revealing itself. There is something quite beautiful about that.