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Writing wise, I had a breakthrough the other night and ended up spending about five hours finishing a short story I started a few years ago. It's very different from anything else I've written since I was trying a new style (sort of mythic/western/fantasy...), and was just a lot of fun. It'll be the fourth story I submit to a magazine this month. I only have one other short story I could finish at this point, and it requires a bit of research so I've returned to my books after a month long absence. Unfortunately, I read through what I had for the non-HP Uric rewrite and while it's okay, it also no longer fits in very well with my main plot, should be written from a different pov, and I don't write that way any more (I could imitate it, but why imitate your earlier writing?). So now I think I have to scrap most of it, and start the book at a different point... I'm just not sure where that point is yet. Maybe I should work on my demon book, or my ninja book... *sigh*
Bujinkan tonight was good. We've finished the sanshin no kata, so we moved on to the kihon happou, which meant omote gyaku (a wrist throw). It's taken me several years, but wrist throws are something I am very good at, so it was pretty easy and I enjoyed taking it slowly and fixing any of my small errors (need to stay in my kamae a bit more). I liked my partner, but he couldn't seem to get it through his head that you didn't have to force the other person to the ground. I think I finally taught him it by the end of the class but by then my wrist was bruised. I won't be wearing a watch for a few days. My partner told me I was cruel, and Jack caught me at the end of a technique and said, "you are mean" which is pretty funny when you considering I was going *slow*. (I caught one of the other old time guys snickering when he saw me take the guy down.) I made the mistake of trying to explain what I was teaching my partner to Jack so he had me teach the whole class. That, at least, is no longer as nerve wracking now as it was when I was fifteen.
Bujinkan tonight was good. We've finished the sanshin no kata, so we moved on to the kihon happou, which meant omote gyaku (a wrist throw). It's taken me several years, but wrist throws are something I am very good at, so it was pretty easy and I enjoyed taking it slowly and fixing any of my small errors (need to stay in my kamae a bit more). I liked my partner, but he couldn't seem to get it through his head that you didn't have to force the other person to the ground. I think I finally taught him it by the end of the class but by then my wrist was bruised. I won't be wearing a watch for a few days. My partner told me I was cruel, and Jack caught me at the end of a technique and said, "you are mean" which is pretty funny when you considering I was going *slow*. (I caught one of the other old time guys snickering when he saw me take the guy down.) I made the mistake of trying to explain what I was teaching my partner to Jack so he had me teach the whole class. That, at least, is no longer as nerve wracking now as it was when I was fifteen.
