Happy June 1st!
Midsummer or the Summer Solstice isn’t until June 21st but I’ve noticed how long the days have gotten.
The sun doesn’t set now until around 8:30 or so and we still have three more weeks of the days getting longer until we reach June 21st and then the days will progressively start to get shorter. At the very height of summer, the seeds of winter are planted.
My last post was about how overwhelmed I had felt last week. So this weekend I came up with a plan. I turned to my favorite plotting and time management tool, my Excel spreadsheet, and I sat down and outlined every single frikkin’ thing I have to do with every single frikkin’ one of my writing projects.
My writing project spreadsheet is a glorious and rather scary testament to anal-retentiveness. But I had to do this. I seriously had no choice.
One, because as I’m currently working full-time there is no way in heck I’m going to keep track of everything I need to do in my head. Two, I’m not as young as I used to be and I forget stuff. So having it all nice and neat on my spreadsheet reminds me of what I need to get done.
I even set the spreadsheet up so that if something is due today, a cell in the row for that particular task turns a garish red and yellow and the words DUE TODAY jump out at me when I bring the spreadsheet up.
I also took stock of how I’ve done since January 1st. So far I’ve met the goal I had set at the New Year of a submission a month so I’m pretty happy about that. Yay me. I got some stuff accepted and that’s cool too. But I have a LOT more I want to get done for the remainder of 2009.
But back to Midsummer. Here’s a sweet little tidbit.
Pagans called the Midsummer moon the “Honey Moon” for the mead made from fermented honey that was part of wedding ceremonies performed at the Summer Solstice.
I like that. Honey Moon. For some reason I’m itching to write a summer solstice story. Maybe I will. Just dash one off the week before Midsummer arrives. Perhaps the power of the Honey Moon will flow over me, inspiring my honeyed words.
As the day approaches I will speak more about it. And I haven’t forgotten the blog posts I want to write about the panels I attended at Wiscon.
Anyhow, back to reality. Another work week looms and it’s a full week this time around. No holiday to make it short.
Hmmm, I think the Summer Solstice should be a national holiday. All adults of consenting age would be required to drink honey mead, dance around under the stars, and then steal off with the man or woman of their choice and…well, celebrate Midsummer. 😀