So, it's been quite a while since my last post. I'm cool like that.
Thankfully, most things that have happened in the past month or so have been great. Sometimes, I have the blahs or there's stress due to my writing and my new publishing venture. And by "publishing venture," I mean that I completed my first book for kids. Thanks to the fabulous people at Secret Fort Press, HOW TO BE RUDE! went live on Amazon earlier this month and can be found here. Don't forget to check out my author page on Facebook as well as my personal writing blog.
Other areas of my life have been tranquil and uneventful. My boyfriend visited his family over spring break and brought me back a sweet Cirque du Soleil metal water bottle thingy. We hung out with a friend for her birthday last Friday and lots of baby carrots and pea pods were consumed. At one point, someone opened a bottle of Dr. Pepper and it proceeded to explode and spew all over the counter. Good times. Oh, and my boyfriend can also pull off a pinstripe suit/t-shirt/sneaker ensemble better than Neil Patrick Harris.
So, my stepmom's been getting better health-wise and that makes both Dad and I very happy. Every day for the past week or so, she's been able to eat, move around, work on her Zazzle shop stuff, and generally enjoy things more. I love her dearly and she deserves to be well. <3 God has been so very good to her lately and it's most definitely something to get excited about.
I guess this is just a little update for now. Between writing and helping out around the house, I've been getting some craft designs together to sell. I'm also working on a totally mean cross-stitch picture. Photos to follow.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Fling That Box
Although I've had no major complains as of late, I still sometimes struggle with problems relating to writing or crafting. More specifically, I go through (thankfully short) periods when I feel completely uninspired. Along with this usually comes a feeling of fatigue. I have ideas, but I just can't get them out and I'm suddenly very sleepy. It doesn't matter how much I plan, how many outlines I jot down, how many craft patterns I look over. I sit down to work and everything just putters out like a dying engine.
As I said, these periods are brief but I hate them. As one can imagine, I can get pretty anxious if I can't write. Since, you know, it's what I do. But the way I see it, at least I have something to be anxious about. I have a loving family, more friends than I deserve, and the beautiful God-given ability to do stuff involving my brain and my hands. Sometimes both. I guess writing is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent watching PBS while eating a chicken sandwich and crying. I digress.
Last weekend was great. I got to spend time with a special someone and I played Apples to Apples for the first time. I also learned the definition of "dudebro." The only thing that didn't really jive was the strained shoulder and arm I got from He-Manning a box up the back stairs a few days prior. Despite this, I woke up Monday morning with a sense of being recharged. Isn't that what defines a great weekend?
This week has shaped up to be productive, despite the semi-block I've had. On another note, I'm really beginning to enjoy having long hair again. There are times I miss having short hair, but I can do so much more with my hair now. A side ponytail being one example. There are lots of things in the works right now (not involving hair). I'll dish about those later. Meanwhile, I'm going to get busy writing and quoting Miles Jai at the most inopportune times.
As I said, these periods are brief but I hate them. As one can imagine, I can get pretty anxious if I can't write. Since, you know, it's what I do. But the way I see it, at least I have something to be anxious about. I have a loving family, more friends than I deserve, and the beautiful God-given ability to do stuff involving my brain and my hands. Sometimes both. I guess writing is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent watching PBS while eating a chicken sandwich and crying. I digress.
Last weekend was great. I got to spend time with a special someone and I played Apples to Apples for the first time. I also learned the definition of "dudebro." The only thing that didn't really jive was the strained shoulder and arm I got from He-Manning a box up the back stairs a few days prior. Despite this, I woke up Monday morning with a sense of being recharged. Isn't that what defines a great weekend?
This week has shaped up to be productive, despite the semi-block I've had. On another note, I'm really beginning to enjoy having long hair again. There are times I miss having short hair, but I can do so much more with my hair now. A side ponytail being one example. There are lots of things in the works right now (not involving hair). I'll dish about those later. Meanwhile, I'm going to get busy writing and quoting Miles Jai at the most inopportune times.
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