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What Life Is Doing
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Well, life ate March (oops), and there are many Big Things going on behind the scenes for me to explain this, but sadly none of them are safe for public consumption just yet... So instead, today you get a hilarious story in which I am PHYSICALLY CRUSHED BY HUBRIS, ah ha ha.
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So. The story begins innocuously enough, with me sitting at my desk at home trying to create some Year 12 course resources. It's been a while since I was on Year 12 resource creation and I'm feeling the pressure, because a) it's been a while, b) three other colleagues including my boss will be using these resources and c) did I mention it's been a while? And thus my maladaptive perfectionism is raging? O:)
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Anyway. We're studying a novel, this is nearly the end of the study, and I've decided Because Reasons that I want the students to play around with NSM, natural semantic metalanguage. You don't need to know what this is (though I've put some links below if you're curious!): you just need to know that, apparently, the internet is devoid of both pithy explanations of it, AND examples of how to use it to define emotion, which is what I specifically wanted it for.
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But, like, I studied this in university, right? So if I can just find my university textbooks, which I'm SURE I kept, I'll be able to find some examples......
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Except I literally know every book that's in the house right now, because we only moved a few months ago and unboxing all my books after SIX YEARS IN STORAGE was a GLORIOUS, GLORIOUS MOMENT, and the textbook I need isn't in the house.
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Okay, I think, but I know I have a storage tub full of university reading bricks (the photocopied course reader booklets-cum-bricks) somewhere, and surely, SURELY I at least have some semantics stuff in there, since semantics was one of my favourite subjects??
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Right. So I toddle off to the garage, in search of said tub, since it isn't any of the storage tubs in the house (easy to verify because - have I mentioned? - we're renovating live, which means the house has ZERO usable storage internally right now apart from the kitchen cupboards, which definitely do not contain the storage tub I need).
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And lo! There is the stack of storage tubs!
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And lo! Of COURSE it is not any of the easily visible ones! Which means it's at the bottom of the stack, behind a bunch of sheets of what look kind of like grey plywood. I mean, like, they're about 3mm or 5mm thick, and they're big, like plywood, except grey, and there are maybe eight of them, but, like, they're really THIN, okay? So if I juuusst ease the tops of them away from the tubs, I should be able to peer down behind them and identify that yes, yup, there it is, the tub that I want with the bricks that I need, but oh crap, oh no, oh DEAR, YOU GUYS, THESE ARE NOT PLYWOOD SHEETS.
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They are, in fact, EXTREMELY HEAVY SHEETS (of what I later found out are concrete, oy) and I am NOT strong enough to hold them up :'D
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Thank goodness there is a stack of IKEA cupboard behind me (in their boxes), because I'm there juggling the concrete sheeting being like OH HECK THIS IS COMING DOWN ON TOP OF ME AND I CAN'T STOP IT and then being like AH IKEA IS BEHIND ME, trying to balance on top of the IKEA pile without knocking anything off and thus denting corners of cupboard doors and such like, and I end up sitting perched on the pile with the concrete sheeting on my legs, literally pinning me in place.
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And I'm like, okay, I didn't fall, nothing broke... Now what??????
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Because, you guys: I could. Not. Move.
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And of course I didn't have my phone.
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So I'm bellowing out my son's name at the top of my lungs, thanking my lucky stars I left the back door open, but knowing nonetheless that it's probably futile because Kid is playing Minecraft and is In The Zone... But again, luck is on my side and after the third bellow he hears me and comes out to investigate :'D
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He's like, o.O Mum, what are you doing??
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And I'm like, lol, I just need you to get Dad please O:)
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Which is how my husband found me, pinned between concrete sheeting and IKEA, completely unable to move until he got the sheeting off me and helped me move it AWAY from the stack of storage crates, so I could get the tub I needed - which turned out to include not only the reading brick, but also the textbook, and I found the information I needed and the resources were fabulous and everyone was happy :'D
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In other news, Bones Of The Sea got shortlisted for Best Fantasy Novella in the Aurealis Awards, which is kind of a Big Deal ;) :D hehe. #BuryingTheLede
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What's New
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April Showers
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Six stories written during April of 2020, April Showers draws together the fantastic made ordinary, and the fantastic in the ordinary. These rainy-day stories celebrate moments of peace amid chaos, the value of family, and the extraordinary adaptability of the human spirit. Collection contains:
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- Crystalline And Bright
- Love In The Time Of Corona
- Moon And Morning, Offer Scorning
- As Time Whirls Slowly Past
- Across A Corpse-Like City
- More Than Mushrooms
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April Showers is finally here! I'm so pleased to release this collection to the world; it contains some of my very favourite stories and I can't wait for you to read them <3
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What I'm Working On...
Mostly formatting, this month. The next round of Inklets is done and up for preorder (I've just finalised #85 - 89, whee!) and YOU GUYS THERE ARE ONLY ELEVEN INKLETS LEFT TO GO, OMG. Very exciting to nearly be done with that HUGE project :)
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Otherwise, I've also just finished up with the initial formatting for our next public domain title, The Great Gatsby, and am doing a lot of business structure things behind the scene. More to come soon!
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Flavour Of The Month
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My entire tea collection has returned home from school, so I have about 50 teas in my cupboard right now :'D SO. MANY. OPTIONS. I'm about to go make a cup of Jaffalicious, however, which is always a solid entry <3
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The Monthly Chicken Stick Insect
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