Ramblings

Soooo, the interesting things of late…

I’ve recently discovered that I’m very much the fan of humorous and fashion blogs alike. I read them, skim them, and I come away with a smile on my face, so thank you to recent followers who have such blogs. I need them and so do many others. Keep at it!

Next, update on the writing class…pretty much, the teacher has challenged me so much, that I’m secretly trying to write a whole other story in my head because I’m beginning to dislike the story that I’m almost finished with, no joke!

However, she warns of such a phase and to push through it. Great, (I think) Of course, finish what you start. And I will….(I think)

That’s the update for now.

~Peace friends.

 

Monday Again

So, here it is Monday again. The good news is that my husband and I woke up early and worked out, so no matter what happens for the rest of the day, I can scratch off a large item on the to do list, and if I don’t accomplish much else, then I’m still ahead ūüėČ

The bad news? There really isn’t any for me and I’m grateful. I truly am. I’ve tried to keep this blog focused solely on writing, but honestly the events of the world effect everyone and everything and I just need to face that reality, pray, absorb some positive vibes and move forward.

Today, I’m trying to ignore the turkey tasks and impending cooking and cleaning and enjoy the time I have with my daughter who’s here from school. It’s nice to catch up on the life of a 19 year old college student. I’m also trying to stay true to my goals with blogging and writing a chapter a day. Have a great week amigos!

~peace to all.

 

Psst…

I didn’t write today, and it’s okay…the world won’t end, no one is taking grades today. Relax, pull down your shoulders and breathe…

Yes, I’m talking to myself and anyone else who has high standards for themselves like I do.

No, I didn’t write, but I did do a “brain-cleanse” of sorts. I thought a whole lot about the world at large, my kids, and other random stuff. Sometimes that’s what I¬†need especially after an especially heavy brain-load of information.

I had writing class last night and so today, I decided to put my energy into cleaning the bathroom tiles. How does that dark stuff accumulate in between the tiles? It’s so annoying!¬†Anyway, manual labor like that helps me¬†process thoughts, the news of the world and the details of my small life.

I’m coming close to finishing another draft. That’s what I’ve decided to call it. A draft and it’s liberating to call it what it is. ¬†It’s not a complete book. Simon and Schuster isn’t knocking at my door just yet. But, it’s a goal completed, and that is an (or will be) accomplishment.

Until then,

~peace amigos.

Monday’s Reflections

How am I doing? I’m great! I edited a blog for someone, started laundry and intend to finish my story before the frantic-ness of the holidays begins. I may not finish the latter in one day, but I vow to complete at least one chapter per day until frantic day-1.

That is the goal anyway.

Here’s¬†what¬†I’ve further learned thus far from my writing class:

  1. Just because the story is a good story doesn’t mean it’s a story that is ready to be a story until it’s a story.
  2. An author alone carries a magic wand in his own world. Rules guide her, but by no means, define her.
  3. A well-read book is a book that read’s well.
  4. Just freakin’ get the story down, forget all the other details that you’ll end up paying someone else down the line to do.
  5. Let loose!  rap, car-dance,  karaoke or sprint until you fall, in real life and in your writing.

That is all for today.

~Peace friends.

 

The whole day

Seriously, it took the whole day and two glasses of Pinot Grisio to get me in front of the screen to¬†write. Oh, and a square inch of Theo’s dark chocolate. I could’ve eaten the whole bar, but I need to pace myself on the stuff, a slow steady supply is perfect for the soul.

Anyway, here I am and I facing some heavy reflections from my vaca. Here in lovely Seattle, where the air and water are fresh and the connections few, I have time to think, to sit, to ponder. I think that what is important fades to the background here, but it doesn’t disappear. It’s a constant on my heart and mind, the conversations, the interactions I had with the people I love. They don’t go away.¬†¬†I know and have learned what’s important in life. I’m one blessed individual to have been given a chance, again, not one chance, but multiple to figure it out.

Do I have it all figured out? H-e–l-l no! (I’ve wanted to say that!) I’m not saying that. I’m blessed, but I have obeyed the “voice”of God these days because I know I didn’t in my past. I was the queen of doing what I pleased. I was the quintessential brat. Spoiled in the “soul”way. I thought life revolved around my desires. I had to be shown I wasn’t all that. I had to be torn down to finally “see”. My life had to come crashing down around me in order for me to smell coffee brewing.

Do I know 100% what He wants from me in this life? No, I don’t. Do I have the answers to the problems of this world? Not even close. My gift isn’t intellect, nor especially insight. That isn’t what He’s given me. What He’s given me is mercy. I deserve punishment for ALL the wrong I have done and continue to do, but no, He continues to give me mercy and I’m just so grateful, so, so grateful.

But here’s the thing. I’m not special. I’m not favored. I believe His love¬†is for everyone. Everyone is given the same as God gives me. His gifts are for all who choose to believe and who choose love.

What are you going to choose today? What voice are you obeying today? What has happened in your life to get your attention? What has happened that has made food unappealing and life scary? Are you wondering how you’ll live another day? Yeah, I’ve been there as well. I want you to know you’re not alone. I remember it well and won’t allow myself to forget it.

Finding home

There’s plenty of hospitality and friendliness and smiles in Texas, that’s true. The¬†visits with friends and family are welcomed¬†fun and needed. The familiarity of what I once considered home,¬†comforts my soul, like putting on a worn jacket when that first chill of fall makes it’s presence known.

I’m keeping my heart open to the realities of¬†my life. There was a time when I struggled to find a place to call home. I longed to find a place to hang my hat, to grow roots, but no more.¬†I’m not running anymore. I have found my places to be, my places to visit with¬†the¬†people I love and cherish. Home for me is my loved ones. The ones who make my heart sing.

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Downtown Fort Worth. My home town and where my son currently lives.

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Kansas City, where my son plans to move.
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Seattle is where my husband, daughter and I currently reside.