Winter Solstice Update, 2012 Edition
That the winter solstice saddens me because I don’t want days to get longer isn’t anything I haven’t said before, for example in the similar post I wrote in 2009, which references what I had written a year before as well. It’s also a part of a longer post I wrote back in 2007, which would also explain more about where this is coming from and why does this time of year make me feel like this, so I see no point in repeating any of that. At least we seem to have some snow again, which is a good thing, but that’s about it.
Otherwise, writing’s going poorly, but that’s no news. What may be news, however, is that I actually seem to be on my way to reaching the goal I had set for myself regarding submissions on MobyGames this year, even though I was only at some 75% of it some two weeks ago. Now I’m just where I wanted to be at this moment, opening up the option of slowing down to a more reasonable pace if I find myself needing to, but also that of securing a decent buffer if I’m able to maintain the current pace. Obviously, I’ll try to go for the latter, because a buffer will be needed if I’m to have so many of them actually approved directly, in part because doing so many means I’m sure I made at least a few mistakes and in part because sites change things around or vanish completely at times, so I always have a few that are rejected through no fault of my own, because it can’t readily be verified that they were true at the time of submission anymore. The oldest ranks I have waiting in queue have been there since the end of August, after all, so a lot may happen by the time somebody’ll get around to what I’ve been adding this month.
What’s been making everything even harder than usual is that some neighbors just moved in recently and started modifying their apartment, so there’s a huge amount of noise just about every day, starting in the morning. That means that for the past couple of weeks, or perhaps even more than that, I keep waking up with my heart racing, after usually something between three and five hours of sleep. Granted, at least they start later than others, only a few times around 9 AM, usually at 10 AM or later, when during the warmer months it’s not exactly unusual to have somebody start drilling and hammering at or even before 8 AM, but the fact that they’re right below me and use such powerful tools makes it an awful problem, since everything carries so well and sometimes I’m pulled right out of a dream and think everything’s collapsing around me for a moment.
That’d be about it I guess. I’ll try to take some comfort in the darkness and the snowfall while I still can, while seeing how much, if anything, I can get done. After that, 2013 will come and we’ll see what it brings. Most probably, it’ll be more of the same, only worse, seeing as that has generally been the rule over the past seven years, but there is always some faint hope, even if a fake one.
