A time for summing up. Some nice, some not.
This year translations took up much of my time, so much of rewriting; the volumes somewhere still work-in-progress. Own writing output was much lesser, I situation I must correct next year. It was a scarce year with only ten acceptances and about thirty-three practice stubs for the writing group. I did many rewrites, some of which got accepted. That excel sheet is patient and uncomplaining!
Among new forms—poetry in translation and scripts, though I’m all thumbs just about bumbling along; but I like how visual this treatment is, almost like poetry, only it’s moving.
Also a time for another summing up. I opened up a portfolio on moneycontrol to track stocks that I’d sold. Three stocks that I shouldn’t have sold when I rationalized my list in Feb last year. After cussing myself for being too hasty, I finally have a number and I can live with that without wincing.
Yesterday I cut out stars from crinkly salvaged gift wrap paper and silver foil from old Quaker Oats packages, and hung them from twigs from an old basket that I placed in a gold ribbon decked green bottle. Enjoyed the process even if the outcome is kindergarten-ish. Am going to do craft this year, methinks.
Our complex is looking v pretty with lights and stars put up, and the decked up buildings for occasional parties.