Friday, April 13, 2012

Wedding. Part 1. Temple.

My facebook has decided to boycott my wishes and not post more than about 20 photos of my wedding. So I'm posting them here... because I can.
Here's the best day of my life in a bunch of photos. And hopefully you can see ALL the photos later.
























Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Real Writers Write Every Day

At least, that's the advice given... almost all the time. And for the most part, I believe it to be true. But the thing is, you can't do it every day without burning out. It's like working every day. Or having a sculptor sculpt every day etc. The point is, you do it almost every day. The real question is "Why am I not doing this?" I mean, I don't even write every other day. Or most of the time, not even once a week. I keep telling myself I want to be a writer. I want to become a published author. I want to write. I keep saying I want to write. And just keep saying it. I go to writing conferences. I read about writing. But when it comes down to it, I simply don't write.

About a year and a half ago, I had a blog that I wrote either a short story, poem, a scene or chapter to a story every day. I think I missed like 3 days or something. And after about 100 days, I just... stopped. I started working full time while going to school with 15 credits and I had ZERO time for myself. I hated that I quit it. But I had lost all of my umph to write by the time I quit my second job. And since then, that umph hasn't returned.

In short, my get up and go had got up and gone. And it seems to never want to come back.

However, I'm going to try and break this curse. Whatever I can do, I will break it. This summer, I want to write, and I want to actually finish writing my book, and I want to edit through it and finally get through more than that mere first craptastic, awful draft.

Maybe, since I've announced it (...again...) I'll follow through this time.

#AGREE

My friend put this perfectly. In regard to text messages, I couldn't have said it better myself.

"When engaged in a conversation via text message, I do my best not to give one-worded answers. For example,
"Hey, I forgot to tell you I have to get my appendix out in a few hours, so I don't think we can hang out tonight.."
"Oh."
Oh? Oh? I just told you I'm getting an ORGAN (however superfluous of an organ it may be) removed from my body and all you have to say on the matter is, "Oh?" If I were the person on the other end of the conversation, my reply would have been something like, "Oh....my gosh! Why didn't you tell me this sooner?? Of course you can't hang out tonight! Do you have anyone to take you and pick you up from the hospital? Are you going to need sweat pants? Ice cream? How is your blood pressure? Is that relevant? What can I do?"

Even more so, I avoid giving one-lettered answers. I mean, what is that? Don't you realize answering someone's text with, "k," is REALLY RUDE? What are they supposed to gather from that response? Thanks to you, they're going to spend the rest of their day dissecting your last conversation trying to figure out what they did to deserve such a cold and empty reply, not to mention they'll be exhausted from keeping the conversation going all on their own. The least you could do is send some sort of endearing emoticon with it. That is acceptable. Though just barely."

Thank you Meghan, for pointing out what I feel SHOULD be the obvious.


PS Yes, this place is still under construction. I've been busy. Get off my back.