The weather has warmed up to normal levels finally, which mean that Eric and I ran and threw every day last week and played ultimate on Friday. Spring league starts this week, we play on Thursday, but other than that we don’t know too much. Organization for league started later than it should have and registration was slow and smaller than usual. This week I’ll have all kinds of updates to make to the website—teams haven’t even been published yet!
The Western Ultimate League season started on Saturday. The Sidewinders, our local professional women’s ultimate frisbee team, won both their games! Which is good news because the college basketball season is at an end for Nebraska fans. (I have a tendency to mark time via sporting events . . .)
Just been plodding along. Last week the weather was chilly and rainy. Haven’t gotten out as much as is probably good for me, but the weather is supposed to be warmer this week and spring league is (probably) starting next week. I’ll have additional VOTS work this week (probably).
The Comfort of Liminal Spaces (and The Desire to Disappear) (via YouTube) – I’ve been thinking about liminal spaces a bit, especially since watching Skinamarink (2022). It seems that a major factor of why people find Skinamarink scary is that they find the long shots of empty hallways, classic liminal spaces, unsettling. It occurred to me that I don’t have that reaction to liminal spaces. I’ve worked a number of jobs in empty, or nearly empty, buildings. Also, since I am not a driver, I’ve spent a lot of time after events, waiting to be picked up. Weirdly, I don’t find these places creepy. While I don’t agree with all of the YouTuber’s assertions, I do find liminal spaces kind of peaceful.
Let Your Readers Think For Themselves – Against using thought verbs, like thought, realized, knew, and the like. As with all writing advice, YMMV. I think (cough) that good writing includes both brevity and exposition. Contrast is a good thing.
It’s been a rough time for one of my flash fiction pieces. Two rejections in just over a week!
At the end of last year, I started watching “plan with me” videos on YouTube. I wanted schedule/productivity ideas because, well, I’m always playing around with my task lists. A few of the YouTubers I watched use the MäksēLife planner. I’m not one to spend $70 on a planner, but I was intrigued by their goal-setting system. I availed myself of some of their free downloads, did their “compass” assessment, and promptly discombobulated myself for the week. (I really enjoy Cindy Guentert-Baldo’s channel. She’s middle-aged and very down to earth.)
It was a relief when Eric started up a new Rebirth of the Night (RotN) Minecraft server. RotN is a mod pack that adds tool-using zombies and occasional mob invasions, and makes everything a bit harder. The above picture is my base by the end of Sunday, suspended above the water for anti-mob purposes, with a lovely harvest moon setting in the background.
A Good Thing
The lunchtime ultimate frisbee pickup group had its annual-ish potluck party on Friday. I organize it: I ask Ned (fellow player) if we can use his backyard (he also kindly grills for us) and I have everyone bring something to eat/drink. We play a little ultimate frisbee and then have lunch. The turn out is usually pretty good and, though I fret every year, there is always plenty of food. Friday was no different and it was nice to hang out and chat with people after the game.
Ever have one of those weeks when things go a little wrong? When maybe you minorly screw up just about everything? Yeah, that was last week for me. Nothing went terribly wrong, but nothing was quite right either. By Thursday/Friday, I was in a foul, foul mood.
Good bit: Eric started DMing a Gamma World campaign using GURPS. Gamma World is a post-apocalypse setting and is full of mutant animals and puns. My characters is a blind bipedal human-sized guinea pig with radar vision named Ray Carls, Jr.
A Good Moment
I was up early enough on Friday to catch some of the sunrise. The sky was particularly lovely in shades of peach, mauve, and deep blue.
As I predicted, I had a lot of ultimate frisbee things last week. Winter A/B league fully started, so I had some of the schedule and “B” division teams to post. I also had a couple updates for our yearly New Year Fest tournament. I played pickup twice. Dave, who was the co-founder of the pickup game I’m now running, is in town. He retired to Michigan a few years ago and is snow-birding this February/March.
A Good Moment
Friday pickup was again a bit of a highlight. I didn’t play very well, but we had a good turn out, my body was feeling good, and the weather was pretty perfect. (My life is so boring.)
6 Lessons Learned From 4 Years of Writer’s Block – I’ve called the last few years a writing hiatus, but I suppose block is a word for it too. Funnily enough, I can see a parallel between “plot” blocks and “creative” blocks. Both can involve a twisting of logic into something that doesn’t feel like reality and is wrong.
Novel subplots – Not sure I agree with everything here, but that’s how writing advice goes.
I’m not really where I wanted to be at the end of January, but that’s what happens when a week and a half gets eaten by apathy. I intend to continue working on my NaNoWriMo project. I have two scenes left to rewrite and a whole lot of new material to add. It’s more like rewrite a scene, add a bunch, rewrite a scene, add a bunch, so I’d really like to have both of those rewrites out of the way by the end of this week.
Last week, I played Minecraft less and read and wrote more. I also napped a lot. It’s been cold in Phoenix, meaning it’s been 60F-ish degrees in the daytime. Perfect sleeping weather.
This week will probably be busy. I’ll have AB League and New Year Fest updates to do, and Dave, a friend and fellow ultimate player, is back in town as a snowbird. He was the founder of our lunchtime ultimate frisbee game, so he’s itching to play.
A Good Moment
I’ve only played two games of ultimate frisbee this year thus far, both Friday pickup. I had a couple of nice catches last game including a tipped throw that I snagged inches from the ground, while managing to stay in the endzone.
So many of the things I read last week were depressing. These links aren’t:
The Other Lives of Adam and Eve – Some weirdness from the Public Domain Review. (Since I’ve written a couple of biblical “retellings,” does that mean I’ve created apocrypha?)