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Apologies for Missing Yesterday

Welcome Spring... Boodle-style

Welcome Spring… Boodle-style

I was out and about with the Boodle yesterday, and my writing time came in chaotic intervals where I couldn’t get my head together well.  Of the several ideas I had for my What’s With Wednesday post, all of them seemed disjointed after I looked them over last night (at 3am) because I’d fallen asleep in the chair after waiting for my laptop to boot.

It’s an older laptop, but it’s not that old.  I was that tired.

It’s that same cold (or flu) bug I’ve fought for weeks on end of late.  I’m better.  I can get out and about and do things….  but not as much as I thought I could.  I wear out too fast.

Much to fast for anything like this:

Who am I kidding?   I was never up for this type of thing…  I just watched with extra envy today, because I agree in spirit.  I don’t normally like “vacations” either.  At least not the lay back and relax kind.  If I travel, I want to see and do things.  Sitting still or relaxing be a pool seems like a waste of the trip…

A friend from college days used to say a similar thing about getting drunk:  “If you’re not out having fun when you’re buzzed, you’re wasting it.”

I guess it depends on a person’s idea of waste.  Having spent enough time enjoying the fantasies and daydreams that come from downtime, I know that nothing is really wasted.  At least as long as one allows him-/herself the chance to discover the gift of the moment.

Not all gifts are obvious.

Wednesday was ROW80 check-in day

I have been writing.  Not as much as I need to catch up after my last Sunday post where I’d taken a break…  I’m still behind on my CampNaNo project, but I’m not too worried.  It’ll get there, or it won’t.  What matters is that I’m writing; I’m editing, and I’m getting out and about with my family despite fighting the sick and ick.

In that, I think I’m doing just great… great and sleepy.

This doesn’t mean I’ve been at the top of any game, but I’m running and hitting all the check points (I even managed to visit two extra ROWer blogs  this week for sponsor-like posts).  I’m participating in some of the Twitter sprints, except when I’m falling asleep during them (my bad).

Oh, and editing and reading are both going better than I’d planned.  Mostly because they feel like something I can do when I feel too tired to sit at my desk and type and think.

Lastly..  please note:

In Solidarity

In Solidarity

I normally do not post links of this type (though I do forward them regularly in my other social media networks), but since most of us are bloggers ourselves, I’d like to draw your attention (if you don’t already know) to some recent events in Bangladesh.   Blogging is real writing–it is saying things that could help, inspire or even offend others.  And…  in some countries, it’s dangerous.

These bloggers are writers–like us–trying to share their thoughts and feelings.  They’re trying to speak to the world, just as we are.  Their views are secular, but that’s not why this matters to me.  It matters because people should always be allowed to speak and write.  And they should be allowed to disagree with someone without fear of being imprisoned for doing so.

Of course, it’s not just in Bangladesh.  This happens everywhere.

I’m offended at all these people being offended.

(As a more fun, but equally thoughtful, closing link, let me pass along this piece on writing good social media comments by The Art of Manliness.  Enjoy!)

 

Some directions

Worcester & Birmingham Canal - University of B...

 

I know from reading other people’s blogs that a vague title or cutesy catch phrase is often looked down upon by other bloggers.  In fact, Aaron posted something to that effect specifically in his 10 Reasons I Won’t Comment On Your Blog.

 

Thing is, unless I want to say something like  Stuff I have done and stuff I want to do, but can’t because there is stuff I still need to do first”, all titles seem to be either too little or too much.  Nothing that came to mind really seem to fit, so I went a bit vague and tried for accuracy as best I could.

 

So why Some Directions?

 

Well, to go back several weeks in my last post, I’d started to write about some of the soul-searching I’ve done.  The blogging stopped; the searching did not.  If anything, the end of posts correlated to the depth of searching involved.

 

You see, I don’t like blogging about myself.

 

I’d originally made this blog with its name “Many Worlds From Many Minds” with the thought that possibly I would make it place where a writing group could work from.  Then I realized how many such sites were already out there: StoryDam, SheWrites, etc. and I surrendered to the fact I’d made this place–I may as well write here.  (Actually I’d started on Blogspot, but moved MWFMM here due to a (now fixed) issue with my Google account.)

 

It was about six or so months later when I read (I believe it was via Kristen Lamb) that a good writer’s blog should use the author’s name, not a catch phrase.  There was no problem with using a title on that level, but the actual URL should be the author’s name and nothing else.  Branding the name…

 

Problem was, I’ve never felt a connection to my name.  I haven’t made a brand identification with either the name I was given by my parents or the one I took when I got married.  In either case I’ve never felt much like an “Eden”.

 

That didn’t stop me from trying.  I set up the Garden of Delights with grand plans.  It was going to be my space to be me.

 

The only posts I’ve placed there in almost a year are just things I’ve reblogged from other people’s pages.  :-/

 

What does this all mean?

 

It means I’ve come round full circle in some senses.   I’m done trying to be someone I’m not just because it might or might not suit the eventuality of a writing career.

 

What else it means is this place is still a work in progress.  This is still a work in progress.  It may become more in the way I’d once hoped it would be.  It may stay as it is, an outlet for my ROW80 musings (particularly since I’ve once again signed up as a sponsor for ROWnd 2).  It may even become something else entirely as I explore myself further.

 

Under Construction

 

What is going to happen, at least in the short-term, is that I’m going to try creating an actual schedule of what I will be posting and when.  I need to consider it further in-depth, but for the moment I can commit to my ROW80 check in for Sunday and Wednesday.

 

Add in a Friday Photo to give me time to talk your ears off share my growing passion of photography and that will make three posts a week.  I’d like to set a day for some story snippets too, but Tuesdays won’t work now.  Suggestions anyone?

 

ROW80 mini-check-in:

 

I’ve written a lot (800 or so words a day), but very little involved stories.  All this soul-searching has turned into page upon page of rants, freewriting and textual offal that  might eventually compost into something for building characters later on.  Right now, it’s just been catharsis.

 

Things have equally stalled on Release.  Reading and re-reading and re-reading even more…  I realize that the story has started in the absolutely wrong place, that the first few chapters have far too much worldbuilding baggage built into them, and that the world in that manuscript completely messes up the story line for Swan Song.

 

Sp there you go, posts on Sunday, Wednesday and Friday…  direction from the directionless.  How did you all find your way in this virtual jungle?

 

Photo credits:

 

  • Worcester & Birmingham Canal – University of Birmingham – sign – New Road Layout Ahead (Photo credit: ell brown)
  • Under Construction (Photo credit: jasoneppink)

 

A Day Late and Very Short: a ROW80 update

Whenever any event that marks a Life Change comes up there seem to be celebrations upon celebrations upon…

If you are anything like me, these events can easily become very expensive.   I don’t mean this as a complaint.  They just have that “feature”, so to speak.

Yesterday was the Boodle’s last day at DS, at least for a while (he has already made his interest in going back clear this past week).  There were gifts around the room for classmates, there were “get together”s, there were plans made for the summer (camps, camps, and more camps), and there were plans for more gatherings during the summer (including a possible All Mom Trip to Montreal).  There was also a delectable dinner out at Villa Valenti.

Swallowtail butterfly

Swallowtail (credit: Self)

Dinner was the killer.  Next time I will order water instead of my beloved iced tea.  Or at least forgo the refills and the various “possibilities” that come but don’t come with the meal…  It was a great time, and I don’t regret it, but after the nearly $12oo we put on the “new” car yesterday morning so that it might pass inspection once the computer finishes its tests, spending nearly $100 on dinner for the three of us was….  excessive.  It was also extraordinary.

We’ve never done that before.  Never…  in hibachi houses, sushi bars, French Provincial gourmet restaurants or even taking the exchange rate into account for special meals in England and Canada.  And none of us ordered alcohol!

Wow!

I really need to read menus better.  We all do, because the Spice and I weren’t the only parents in our group that ended up staring in shock at our portion of the bill.

Maybe the restaurant charged extra for the fact that our part of 23 people included almost 15 children six and younger…  😉

No.  I don’t really think so.  The bill was right.  It’s just easier than one might think to get carried away in the great conversation and companionship of friends and simply nod when the waitress says “Would you like a refill?” or “Would you like marinara or one of our other sauces? (and then choose the olive oil and fresh garlic & herbs)”, etc.

It’s easy to not think about these things in the moment.  And, really, we don’t regret the moment (and the leftovers were still amazing!).

Do you have moments that you feel you went “overboard” but don’t regret?

ROW80 Check-in

Since I’ve chosen to take on the June National Novel Writing Month challenge(s).  For myself, this means I’ve hung out a lot on Twitter at the #JuNoWriMo #CampNaNoWriMo and #wordmongering hashtags… a lot!  Today I managed to get some time in with #teamsprinty at the #Row80 hashtag.  You’re reading the efforts of that now.

All of this Tweeting has made me realize how much I need to get Tweetdeck up and running again.  So far everything has worked for me, but it does get crazy at times, and since I’ve volunteered to host some of the #JuNoWriMo sprints for the month, anything to speed up the process will help.

The rest of my ROW80 goals?  Well, I’ve mostly been meeting (and exceeding) my testmile goal of 500 words a day.  I had over 3K on Tuesday, but only squeaked my 750words.com goal by one yesterday.  And all of these are on the story–I am not including the intro “get my head into the writing” words in my totals.    Yay me!  😀

My sponsor duties have been “okay”.  There is still something odd about the settings on my laptop as opposed to my desktop machine that makes it hard to actually comment on people’s blogs when I’m away from home.  I am almost up to date, but I did not manage to visit any extra ROWers this week yet.  😦  Sorry guys!

My typing in of older stories has fallen completely stopped.  I find no issue with that.  Things go in cycles I have found.  Today I have more energy and focus one activity; tomorrow I can handle another kind of task better.

One thing that has happened brought with it the oddest effect yesterday.  Of late there have been a lot of emails floating around the class-mom list these past few weeks as we all plotted and planned yesterday’s adventures.  On my email signature I have links to my blogs which I often trim out for school and other communiques…  I must have missed doing so.  And I found out yesterday that one of the fellow room-moms had read through some of my stories and actually liked it, enough to mention this yesterday to me,

Wow!

So I’m in a pretty happy frame of mind.  And even more interesting that it happened to me on Day 2 of Jeff Goins 15 Habits of a Great Writer program…  Believe.

So, though I did not get up two hours earlier for writing yesterday (or today…in fact today I lolled in bed for several hours thanks to a generous husband who let me sleep in and daydream)…  I’m starting to actually “believe“.

Good-bye until Sunday, and please, support your fellow ROWers here!