Progress Report: Week Ending October 29, 2016

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So, another change of routine as exams approached and both my writing and my walking routines were gone. This was not helped by memories of having to choose between my job and completing my degree, and all the workplace nastiness that went with it. I’d thought I was over it, but it really knocked me for a six, and I just couldn’t write through it, so a bunch of housework was done, instead, and I watched a couple of series of New Tricks  while I was doing it. I lost four days to classes, study and what I think is part of the grieving process—or recovery process from the bullying. Anyway, it wasn’t until Friday that I was able to settle into redrafting an exam essay, which took priority over my writing. By Saturday afternoon, I had completed the first draft and had only formatting, and another 11 references to find, which is why there was no Ingress or Pokemon report yesterday. So, not much on the writing front as you can see, not much on the Ingress front, and a little bit on the Pokemon front:

Overview


  • New words produced: 10,451
  • Old words revised: 0
  • Outlines and Notes: 0
  • Works completed: 0
  • Works revised: 0
  • Covers created: 0
  • Works published: 0
  • Works submitted: 0
  • Competitions Entered: 0
  • Bloggery: 772
  • University Prep and Assignments: 3,439


Story-A-Week Catch-Up Challenge Update


Nothing to update. I’m thinking this one’s dead in the water, like its predecessors; I’m just too far behind to catch up, and I’m ready to change gears and enter what I’m starting to think of the transition period before my publishing season. Kristine Kathryn Rusch did an interesting blog that made me think about how I define myself, and it helped me work out a little of what I see myself doing throughout the year, and how it changes as the real-life framework changes around it. I might blog about that, later.

Stepping Up Challenge Update


  • Languages: study of Russian continues, but at a slow pace.
  • Non-Fiction Reading: Slow, and related to assignments, but I read widely for those, so it’s to be expected.

Ingress Updates


Nothing new this week by way of badges or missions. It’s been a little busy on the family, personal and study fronts.

Pokemon Updates


This game is a relaxing way of spicing up a walk and giving me points to walk to, and stop at. Very casual play netted the following badges this week, but don’t be too impressed, they’re a cumulation of stuff I’ve been doing since PokemonGo was released.























Still, they do look pretty!

Publishing Tasks


  • Created 1 blog posts for this blog;

New Arrivals


The following pieces arrived last week and were completed:

  • FF604—A New Beginning at Toad Rock: a piece of science fiction about starting over;
  • FF605—Hardy and the Elves: a piece of urban fantasy fiction about an encounter with elves;
  • FF606—Keeping the Faith: a piece of speculative fiction about looking after your friends;
  • FF607—New Year, New Beginning: a piece of speculative fiction about a new year’s start;
  • FF608—Flood Salvation: a piece of rural urban fantasy set in a flooded piece of the pixie dust setting;
  • FF609—Hang On: a piece of speculative fiction about waiting;
  • FF610—Magellan’s Call: a piece of dark speculative fiction about sickness;
  • FF611—The Crash of the Chelsea Blue: a piece of science fiction about finding a new home in tragic circumstances;
  • FF612—Getting out Alive: spec fic
  • FF613—Troll Hunter’s Notes: a piece of urban fantasy flash about the beginning of the troll hunter featured in some of the 365 Days of Flash Fiction tales, before she met the fairy queen or was betrothed, or had set up her burning moat;
  • FF614—Define ‘Interesting’: a science fiction piece that revisits the relation between Mack and one of his operatives, first seen in the flash fiction piece Persuasion in 365 Days of Flash Fiction.
  • FF615—Deadly Daisies: a science fiction piece about daisies on another world;
  • FF616—One Man’s Food is Another Species…: a science fiction piece about sharing the hazards of sharing meals with aliens;
  • FF617—A Difficult Alliance: a science fiction piece about alliances;
  • FF618—Una and the Shan: a science fiction piece about recovering Earth, set in the Lunar Wolves universe;
  • FF619—Discovery of the Shan: a science fiction piece set in the world of Odyssey and Miss Delight;
  • FF620—Chandra and the Hunters: a science fiction piece set in the universes of the Lunar Wolves, Odyssey and Miss Delight, about a child dealing with night terrors;
  • FF621—The Kelpie in the Dark: an urban fantasy tale about dark water horses;
  • FF622—Novice Hunter: an urban fantasy tale about a troll hunter who’s brand new to the game;
  • Poem832—Hopes for the New Year: a poem about the new year;
  • Poem833—January so Full of Promise: another poem for the new year;
  • Poem834—Hope for a Ruined Earth: a poem set in the Lunar Wolves setting;
  • Poem835—The Village Fool: a fantasy poem;
  • Poem836—Fatal Non-Alliance: a poem about choices;
  • Poem837—The Dragon Comes: a poem about a dragon’s untimely arrival;
  • Poem838—Venomous: a science fiction poem in the form of a quinku about the arach encountered in Melerom Leads the Dance
Location: Canberra ACT, Australia

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