So far: hosted and survived a baby shower, booked first external fictional film shoot, took on/over casting for a main project, made some headway on a secondary one, got hired and then ignored for a transcription position (no huge tears except for the money), attended the best book launch in the history of book launches (Wonderous Strange by Lesley Livingston, highly readable, release at the Dominion on Queen with 150 or so people, 2 TV stations and Magners on tap) made some new friends, drafted (finally) a proposal for a YouTube series I'd be interested in doing which will serve my interest/promote the video company I have/save the world (more on that when episode one airs, I promise) and received a notification from the 3 Day Novel contest I completed last year. Seems I was not only one of 428 people who finished their novels, but I was in the top 20 and received an honourable mention. Years have started off better and worse and stranger, I think, but this one has potential and I'm going to do all I can with it.

Did I mention about the honourable mention? So. Bloody. Pleased with that. I've reopened the story for the first time since submitting it and the first four sentences are terrible, the judges are to be commended for reading that far. There are ludicrous plot turns and holes you could drive a small truck through and more than a comfortable sprinkling of cliches. What the hell, it was written in three caffeine enhanced days. Still - the characters are still charming to me and I like the basic story, elder god chic lit though it may be, so amongst the filming and the trying to make money to pay for trivial things like hydro and food I'm going to start this year by re-writing portions of St. George and the Dragon - and trying to come up with a less stupid name. Open to suggestions there.

One thing freaking me out? Turning 38 next week. Thirty eight. Three o eight eep. I can see it in the mirror and it vexes me somewhat. Then I remember that I've lived on sugar, bread and red wine for the last two decades and it doesn't look so bad anymore. (sigh)