In the anthropology lab, I am working on sorting broken ceramics found at the old DeMarsac trading post. Someone organized the pieces by the type of ceramics they are, and it's my job to go through all of them, find the number written on them, and put them in bags based on their numbers (which signify where they were found in the excavation). It's cool to see all the patterns and designs. That's all that has been going on there for me.
Another big thing is happening in my life right now: National Novel Writing Month, NaNoWriMo, starts next month. This is an official thing that a ton of people do where we all try to write our own 50,000-word novel in the month of November. I have tried to do it every year since 2010, and I have never succeeded. Every year I say, "This year will be different!" This year I mean it more. THIS YEAR WILL BE DIFFERENT.
I haven't decided what I'm going to write about yet, but I'm playing with the idea of a Night at the Museum-esque plot. It seems appropriate given the way my life is oriented currently. That could be fun, but I am also super into the idea of exploring emotions in my writing. I like writing out intense situations and using my empathy to see how the characters feel. The month of October is the time for me to decide what I'm going to write, so we'll see what happens.