Hello all you writerly people!
I know Iβve said this often in recent months, but this past month has been a weird one.
It started off well, but in the first full week of June, I was asked to deliver training with just one week to prep in and amongst my other duties. We didnβt even have a proper participant list until the Thursday before the class was to start. At least no one had to travel.
So, a week of frantic prep and two weeks of training followed by five weeks of post-training monitoring (PTM). Yeah, Iβm going to be busy through to August.
Iβve had another life lesson confirmed for me. I no longer have to deliver training away from home to feel exhausted by the activity. Introvert me has to be on all the time in front of a class. It really leaves me drained at the end of the day with little to nothing left for my creative pursuits. And what little energy I have is still focused on Torvi, who, while she is showing steady improvement as she grows older, is still a handful. More on the T sitch, later.
On Wednesday of the second week of training, our group was inducted into a new PTM pilot project. The first class and group of monitors was chosen to be the pilot in advance of that class. The participants, their team leaders, and the trainers and monitors were all provided with training and information prior to the class. In other words, they were well-prepared.
Following the training, we were scrambling to mark the final tests, create course summary reports, and my co-facilitator was the lead monitor for the transition week, essentially dedicated advice and guidance for the whole class of fifteen. Plus, we both had our own agents (three each) to take care of.
I wonβt get into the details, or this will be a very long, ranty post. Needless to say, it was madness.

Given the crazy, I think I did pretty good. I wrote more days than not, and I wrote less than I would have liked, but I wrote, and that was the biggest part of the battle. I only wrote 6,635 words of my 10K goal, or 66%.
This means that it will be one more month drafting Playing with Fire. I should, however, finish the draft by the end of July.
I wrote 3,363 words on this blog, or 129% of my 2,600-word goal, got my DIY MFA column in early at a honkinβ 2,141 words, or 241%, and assembled my last Sudbury Writersβ Guild newsletter at 4,072 words, or 102% of goal.
In all, I wrote 16,213 words in June, or 92% of my monthly writing goal. Not too shabby π
I did nothing in terms of creative events this month, but I did have supper with a good friend the other night. We havenβt seen each other in forever and it was lovely to catch up.
This coming month, however, Iβll have a couple of events to share. Iβll be heading down to Ad Astra next weekend, and the Sudbury Writersβ Guild will be holding a workshop with Gail Anderson-Dargatz on the 28th.
I may have another critique group in the making. Iβll find out more tomorrow and be sure to fill you in when I compose next monthβs update.
In other news β¦
Phil continues to trudge toward sanity at work. Itβs still rough, but theyβve hired someone whoβll be able to ease some of Philβs burden and whoβll be starting mid-month. There will be some training before the new hire is going to be able to take some of the workload off Philβs shoulders, but itβs another small win.
Health-wise, Iβm pretty much sorted. My doctor put me through a battery of blood screenings, and other tests, and all of the results came back showing that Iβm in good health. The one issue Iβd wanted to investigate turns out just to be age-related and manageable without medication. Oh, and I have fibroids, which I didnβt have a few months ago, but I havenβt experienced any problems as a result of them. Funny, I donβt feel old enough to have these problems β¦
And β¦ five months after the ablation, I had my first non-period. It was essentially just prolonged spotting. Iβm cautiously optimistic.
We have one class left in Torviβs intermediate obedience. As I said above, sheβs improving, but sheβs still a handful. One bit of progress is that I was able to take her across town in the carβwithout meds (!) I think weβll be able to stop using them soonish. She may never enjoy the car, and sheβll probably drool every time we take a ride, but sheβs not really distressed, and she hasnβt thrown up.
I took her to get her nails trimmed and she was snappy with the groomer. They may have to muzzle her in the future π¦
Feisty pup is feisty.
Tomorrow, Iβm going to introduce her to a beach and see if sheβll swim. If, as I suspect, sheβs got a good bit of husky in her, she may not do more than wade in and get her belly wet. Iβll be instagramming the pics.
And that was a month in this writerβs life.
Until the next time I blog, be well, be kind, and stay strong. The world needs your stories.
