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Half-a-year gone (and then some), checking in on my goals for 2019 as posted on 1/13:

1. Post to DW at least once a week, not counting the monthly book list.
Haha no. Mostly managing once a month, but inconsistent at best.

2. Finish Yes My Queen and post it.
I've been working on SO MUCH PODFIC this year that I really haven't made time for writing since winter. Story languishes at about 4800 words, last edited in March or April. Still hoping, though. I considered joining the HP WIP fest for some motivation, but I've got a lot of pending podfic deadlines so I didn't. Does anyone out there want to alpha-read a Harry/Hermione/Draco (plus bonus Luna) polyamory PWP-with-feelings and kick my butt into gear?

3. 100K words of podfic.
Already done. If I complete all my projected podfics by their deadlines, plus the ones I'm expecting to sign up for around Christmas and my ongoing progress on podfic bingo, I should make 200K easily.

4. Audition for a solo in the Spring and Fall concerts.
I tried out. Didn't get one, but I didn't do well in the audition, either, even though I'd nailed the songs at voice lessons earlier in the week. Bah.

5. Perform at least one song at a karaoke.
Not yet.

I'm struggling with a weird aversion/phobia about practicing at home when the family is around; I don't know how I imagine I'll be able to sing on stage.

It's 2019, and as usual, I'm going to attempt to post more often. (Probably also as usual, I will fail. but I'll try.)

I haven't written anything not work-related in years, and yet I was rather unexpectedly hit by a story idea while not-sleeping last night, and I've actually put a few hundred words of it down. Watch this space. It's very porny (porn with feelings but basically no plot), very poly, and very bi. Also, not surprisingly, very HP-verse.

2018 was a year. The world continued to suck as fascism breaks out all over, but my life was mostly decent.

I got married, and exactly nothing changed in my daily life except that every once in a while Tammie and I make schmoopy "we got married" faces at each other, and that I added her to my health savings account card.

Rosa started college, to mixed success. I haven't seen her first semester grades yet but I am pretty sure from things she's said that she did relatively badly in a couple classes and relatively well in the others. She's living in the dorm on weekdays and coming home every weekend, not ideal, but better than living at home in the 'steps to independent adulthood' category. She still persists in refusing to learn to drive.

Chris had semi-emergency gall bladder removal.

I found out I have cataracts and will be having cataract removal surgery in the next few weeks. I am honestly terrified--I have a phobia of any kind of eye injury or even portrayal of such--but my vision is really deteriorating rapidly.

I made some stuff. Over 12 hours of podfic (check out semperfiona on AO3), some incomplete knitted things that I can't even locate right now, and just this month a quilt top of my own design. I've never made a quilt of any kind before, but as usual I dive in at the deep end and design one from scratch.

Charis still rocks, we got some new members this last concert cycle that have really gotten into the community-building aspect and have been inviting everybody to everything. I joined the governance committee and get to nitpick grammar and inclusivity in the bylaws to my heart's content and then some.