Enemy of Entropy
NaNoWriMo, NaPodPoMo, NaBloPoMo
Utter insanity. All of it. My fall classes just started. I’m in a flare (when am I not? but seriously, I am).
But hey! I hate my birthday, and three insane new things for the month should, at least, be distracting!
So, yes, this would be my second NaBloPoMo post. I’m having a little technical trouble actually posting the NaPodPoMo part, but I’m doing them. And fine, might as well top it off with NaNoWriMo.
It’s Hope’s fault. And Sam’s. And, um, right. Kioshi’s. All of you. Dreadful.
Don’t mind me. By the end of November, at least, I won’t have any hair left, so I won’t be spending any more time worrying over whether or not to get it cut, or color it, or whatever!
Empowered by a microphone
I gave myself a gift today: a headset with my very own microphone for the podcast.
It isn’t as fancy as the one that I was using, which is my partner’s Very Nice (read: intimidating) microphone. That one, though, sits on the desktop on its own stand. I know this sounds pitiful, but I have trouble staying within proper range of it, because my voice is soft. I have to lean over and up from the chair I’m in, and even then I end up feeling as if I’ve had to nearly shout to record a podcast, which takes far more energy than simply speaking normally and is very stressful, to boot!
That removes one of the main barriers to getting podcasts out on a regular basis. The next is that Sam produces the show for me, but he has a full-time job and is much busier than I am outside the home. Do I dare release the show unedited, brain fog effects and all? What do y’all think?



