October 2nd, 2006
|10:10 am - What's with this sudden addiction to deadlines?|
I have just officially signed up for the 2006 National Novel Writing Month. I am Sarah Izhilzha, if you wish to friend me as a fellow NaNo person. :-)
I must feel like I need to finish a lot of stuff, or why else would have four ficathons plus NaNoWriMo this fall? (aside from the fact that I may have finally hopped over the edge into crazy, lol.)
Current Mood: amused
Well, I like deadlines and goals, because even though I fail miserably at reaching them, at least they push me to do something; I get further if I set my sights high than I do if I set them low. But I'm not even thinking about NaNo until the fifteenth or so, because at the moment, I'm swamped.
I get further if I set my sights high than I do if I set them low.
Well, I suppose that's true enough. I have tended to avoid deadlines for a couple of years, because I feel like such crap when I fail to meet them. Thank goodness the coordinators of the Friendship Ficathon were nice when I sent them an email and begged an extra day.... :-)
Well, I do currently avoid or limit deadlines where the fic is for some other specific person. But when I fail yet again to finish NaNo, nobody's going to be upset, probably not even me. :)
On a totally shallow note, my real name is Sarah too.=)
LET'S TAKE OVER THE WORLD!
(Seriously, there are more Sarahs in this country than is completely safe, imho. I am not planning to pass the name on; by the end of university I'd had quite enough of never being the only Sarah around. But it's much cooler meeting other Sarahs online.)
I hated being Sarah Y. in grade school so in Jr. High I started going by Sarah Beth and still do occaisionally, but these days more people know me as Maeve or the 13th century Gaelic Meadhbha (pronounced the same.)
In high school? I had two best friends and we hung out together all the time. Sarah P. (me), Sarah M. (my friend from homeschooling), and Sara D. (my friend from church). People called us "Sarah-Sarah-Sara" when they passed us, or assigned us numbers by age (which made me Sarah 2).
The year I lived in the dorm in college we had a Sarah (me), a Kara (CAREa) and a Tarah. It was sort of confussing. (especially when you factored in that Tarah, myself, and another girl were all dating guys named Nate.)=)