The Day Draws Near

Saturday night… my parents will meet Zai’s parents.

Oh the horror of it all.

Picture, if you will, my family…

1. Very liberal in their thinking

2. Strong aversion to other races.  I wouldn’t call it racism, just… aversion.

3. Absolutely love the idea of us getting married, and moving in together before that.

 Now picture hers…

1. Very traditional and conservative

2. Mexican.  Her father doesn’t even speak English.

3. Grudgingly accept the idea of us getting married, and loathe the idea of us moving in together before that.

It will be an evening to remember, I’m sure.

In other news, my continuing work on my short novel is over halfway through the first draft.  I’m hoping to maybe, MAYBE finish the first draft by the end of April.  If I keep on myself to work on it every day, its possible.

Whenever I write, at least lately, I always have two voices in my head arguing.  One, of course, is the voice that says my writing is worthwhile and should be persued.  The other reads what I have just written and tells me how horrible it is, that I should quit now before I embarrass myself.

But, it helps that Zai is always waiting for my next chapter, and always supplies me with honest feedback.  I have made changes and improvements based on her advice, and I highly respect her opinion.  This is good, because a few years ago, I could never get honest feedback.  It would either be overwhelmingly positive, or it would become a nitpicking session.  In both cases, I rarely got honest feedback on the story itself.

So, I’m grateful for her input, and hopefully you’ll be finding my masterpiece on your bookshelves soon!

Zel-kun out.