So, I’m supposed to be a girl doing stuff and I said I was going to do some stuff this year. We’ll call them “goals” because “resolutions” sounds too much like “solution,” and I am not a problem to be solved. I posted my GOALS on December 31 on Facebook so you know they’re official. Like relationship statuses.

  1. Learn to play the ukulele
  2. Write
  3. Run a half marathon
  4. Some surprises. Expect great things from me. ‪#‎livingthatLinlife

That hashtag refers to Lin-Manuel Miranda and his android-like ability to get shit done. Like, all the shit. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, just Google the man and see the overflowing cornucopia of awesome that pours out.

In honor of Lin, I’m going to provide a Hamilton playlist for you to enjoy as you read through these updates. Each song gives some insight as to where I am in my progress.

1.Learn to play the ukulele.
For your listening pleasure: “Wait For It

The title of the song says it all. I haven’t started on this one just yet. The first thing I need to do is research what kind of ukulele a beginner should buy. So hey, if you have any ideas, send them my way. I know you’re all waiting for me to debut my newfound ukulele prowess, but in the meantime, you can settle for listening to that tasty Hamilton jam.

2. Write
Theme song: “Non-Stop

Even now as I’m typing thing, I’ve got “write day and night like you’re running out of time” on a loop in my brain. I’m not actually writing day and night because I still have a day job, and I volunteer a lot, and I read a lot, and I just started playing Uncharted, and unpleasant life things happen, and it’s really easy to get carried away watching Buffy. What? It’s research.

I actually am writing a lot…and it’s HARD. I’m trying to keep up with the blog (duh) and I’m working on story things that hopefully might get published. Maybe? Possibly? I have to try. I have – no exaggeration – about seven different ideas which I’m trying to get down on paper. Or in a Word doc. Technology! Anyway, yeah, it’s hard. It’s really hard. Most of the ideas are currently living as a little family of amorphous outline doodle blob monsters in my Moleskine notebook. I find that I am really easily distracted and my mind spins around like a three-year-old hopped up on cotton candy, which ends up crashing onto my notebook pages. Because, see, this one idea could work for one story so I write it as part of that outline. But then I think I might want to save it for a different story so I draw a little arrow that says “save this for later.” Then I decide no, it works better for the first story so I scribble out the line. And then I notice that the scribble kind of looks like a raptor walking on a tightrope and she needs an umbrella. And a hat. And something to eat. Like a rabbit. But I can’t draw rabbits. I can’t draw raptors either so who can tell? And then I stop and FOCUS and right down REAL ideas until my brain eats more cotton candy and…doodle blobs. I have never been able to write anything until I know the general path that the narrative will take and how it’s going to end-ish. So I have to write down ALL my cotton candy mind vomit, and thus, the doodle blob monsters breathe and feed. Sometimes I think I should probably name them, but naming them gives them power, and I don’t think the world is ready for that. Apparently, John Irving also doesn’t write until he has an ending, so I’m in good company. I doubt he draws raptors, though.

Believe it or not, I have a couple of stories which metamorphosed out of the doodle blob monster phase and emerged as beautiful rough drafts. They are the roughest of drafts with misspellings and split infinitives, but gosh by golly, they’re going to make it Mexico and winter with all the other finished stories and…this monarch butterfly metaphor isn’t working. See, I told you this was HARD.

3. Run a half-marathon
Motivational track: “Guns and Ships

“I’mTAKINGthisHORSEbytheREINSmakingREDcoatsREDDERWITHBLOODSTAINS!” It is actually impossible not to have adrenaline pumping when you hear Daveed Diggs rapping at 80 words per minute. When I’m running and I think I need to stop and walk, this song helps me go just a little bit longer. It’s short and fast-paced so I think, “I can just make it through this song.” Kind of like how Kimmy Schmidt can turn that crank for just another ten seconds. I am nowhere near ready to run a half marathon tomorrow but oh, I will be ready by May 8. I’ll be doing the Tinker Bell Half Marathon at Disneyland, and yes, I’ll wear fairy wings. In the meantime, I signed up for the Phoenix Marathon 10K on February 27 which should help me determine how much harder I’ll have to work to get to May.

4. Some surprises. Expect great things from me.
Building suspense with: “The Room Where It Happens

Like any girl who wants to do stuff, I want to be in the room where said stuff happens. I don’t know if it’s necessarily a good thing that I’m sympathizing with Aaron Burr, but it happened so I’m rolling with it. I recently signed up to volunteer at Phoenix Comicon this year as a panel moderator. No, I don’t know which panels and I wouldn’t be allowed to tell you if I did. That’s pretty much all I’ve got so far. I have plans, of course, marvelous plans but I’lllllll keep all my plans close to my chest (did you listen to “Non-Stop??). But I will tell you this: they do not involve birthing children. While I take pride in my biological potential to bring forth life unto the world, both Husband and I have other stuff to do first. Please stop asking. Kthanks.

I’ll check in again around March with some updates on that 10k. Hopefully there will also be more ukuleles and fewer raptors.

Who am I kidding? There will ALWAYS be more raptors.