Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wouldn't it be nice if I could pick something and just bloody well stick with it? God knows that Wolf would be overjoyed if I could, lmao!
Writing. Here I go again. I picked up a free copy of Writers Guide 2005 from a fellow homeschooler and freecycler. (Or rather, Wolf did on my behalf). I've been totally off my game in every creative pursuit. Haven't done a new design for my shop in God knows when, probably close to a year. Signed up for NaNoWriMo again this year, didn't write a single freaking word. Something about being disabled, chronic pain, and a wee bit depressed as a result has sucked all the creativity out of me. Add on to that my always present fear of success, and its a sloth inducing stew of crapola.
BUT...enough is enough, dontcha think?
So, I've set myself some goals. I need to get off my butt and actually work this writing thing. Maybe it'll be successful, maybe it won't, but bloody Hades, its time to honestly work it. I'm tired of the what ifs, the maybes, the fears and hesitations. I'm talking myself into the business headspace of it. Look at it as a business gig, not a personal emotionally invested "they hate me, I'm not good enough, who do I think I am to even submit to a publisher, I suck and am unworthy and even if they did accept something, they'd want more, and of course it would only be a fluke the first time" mindspace. (Thanks Spawn, for that.)
First order of biz...Short story contest, deadline Jan 30. 6000 words or less. Allowed to submit more than once.
Pray, vibe, whatever you will, I'd appreciate it.
Momma needs a new career, cause health care just aint ever gonna happen.
Friday, November 28, 2008
We were working on letter recognition today, with wood pieces and letter cards (like a puzzle, the letter cards show you the shape, and you use the wood pieces to make the letter).
Taz was starting to get bored, so I picked up a letter card and pretended to not know how to do it...so he announced he would show me. He did, turned to me and asked, "Do you get it now?" *snicker*
We finished off the alphabet, and he announces to me, "Imma good teature! I fink you learned enough now. I teach you more later, k?"
I guess Momma got schooled!
Monday, November 24, 2008
But, I've been thinking about this, and a tradition is just something you do every year, right? If so...
1) Put the tree up
I curse and swear under my breath while putting the tree together. Bending all the branches this way and that. Wolf takes children and disappears until its done, so the children don't get a very different idea of what 'fa la la la la' really means. They emerge after lights are on, and procede to decorate the tree. Wolf hoists a kid up to put the angel on.
Grab tree from falling over as kid puts said angel on.
Spend rest of season chasing little people away from attempting to climb tree.
2) Bake cookies. Usually twice before Christmas, since I live with Not Me, who chows down every cookie in the house prior to Christmas.
3) Christmas Eve: wrap gifts. Run out of paper. Go rummaging around, certain that I bought more...paper, gifts, whatever, always that feeling I forgot something. Stay up til some unholy hour, putting gifts under tree/putting gifts together/wrapping/wait for littles to fall asleep.
Fall into bed exhausted.
Eyes fly open at the brink of sleep with the realization of a) what I forgot to put under the tree or b) Santa forgot to eat cookies and drink milk.
4) Christmas am: Assemble blearily around tree. Watch zombie like as everyone opens gifts. Start turkey. Make breakfast. Disappear for nap.
Hows that for traditions?
Ps...this is also the first time that I've added an image to my blog.
Oh, and I'm also supposed to include the link of the blog that nominated me, so here it is:
So, everyone nominated, c&p the butterfly, nominate others, and chuck my link in...keep it rollin, rollin, rollin...