Really weird story. And it was about a story... huh. So I
turned in a finished draft of a short story to Kevin, with the purpose of fixing major problems so I can turn it in for the Conference. The morning after I turned it in, I woke up having this really absolutely horrible panic
attack - like hyperventilating, crying, shaking, the whole deal. Scared the crap out of me, lol. I went and told Kevin about it... and he laughed and told me I didn't have anything to worry about and that nothing I've done has ever been completely irredeemable, which is nice to hear, but... yeah. I'm still worried about it. It's about these high school kids who build a tree house because they're bored and have run out of zombie-related things to do. It's a little strange. I think it needs more zombies.
I guess I freaked out because it's the first thing I've had a completed draft of in a while... long pieces are easier because you don't have to worry about being finished, I guess. You just don't think about the end until you get close to it. I feel like the panic attack once it's done will be correspondingly larger, though, lol...
We'll see how it goes. Kevin and I are meeting after break to talk about Tree House and also Mothwing, because I turned in more of that too. More news on that later, I guess...
Cadence and Cambiata (two a capella groups, in both of which I am vice president) are getting intense. We're learning all kinds of new music for Cadence and have a concert on March 25 (TWO DAYS BEFORE COMPS UGH) and Cambiata's finally getting rolling after half a semester of planning. It's going to be awesome if we can pull it off... which I think we'll be able to. Catherine's got a lot of new, hard music for us, but all of it's fun and a good bit of it was arranged by herself and Cain. So... should be interesting.
Oh, and I did an interview with the Southern Teachers' Agency. Woo hoo for teaching jobs... I guess.
And that picture is like my favorite thing right now.
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I had a panic attack once and I truly thought I was dying. I had been under HUGE stress and drinking a zillion cups of coffee a day. It was an impressive thing.
I won't be at Sewanee this year - next year, I hope.
Joni
Oh no, Joni! Why not? You will definitely be missed.