Monday, February 8, 2010

The Presidents Song

This song makes me happy inside. As do the Animaniacs in general. I miss them.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Another List (This time not so long)

I started thinking a lot about my life throughout this past week. Who I am, what I do, why I am the way that I am. I came up with some findings that were boringly obvious, and some that were a little shocking to me:

1) My favorite pastimes are crocheting, drawing, and reading. I've dwindled down many hours of many days doing those three things, and when I look back on it, I'm not sure I'd have it any other way. Sure, I wish sometimes that I'd been more social growing up so that I wouldn't be so awkward around others now ... but when I'm alone with a good book, or a few hundred yards of yarn and a hook I could never be more at peace. Even when I'm sleeping.

2) I'm still angry about a lot of things that others would probably be surprised to learn. I thought I'd accepted my body for what it is, but yesterday I had a meltdown of epic proportions and locked myself in my bedroom for a solid two hours because of it. I'm angry about a lot of things that happened well over ten years ago, and I'm angriest of all at myself. Some might say that's a step in the right direction -- being angry at anger rather than at people, but I'm not so sure. If it was stripped away from me layer by layer, I'm not sure there'd be anything left of me.

3) I don't like making things to sell. I like making things to give away. Most of the time I don't make things just to make them, there's almost always an end result (or recipient) in mind. When I make things for the purpose of selling them, my perspective changes and I think I might actually lose something vital in the piece along the way. Something changes, at the very least.

Friday, January 29, 2010

If Only Adults Had Nap Time

I am so sleepy it's not even funny.

The new semester started and four out of five of my classes are in the morning. As those of you who've read my previous posts know, I am not a morning person. There is something inherently wrong about talking about James Joyce at 9:30 in the morning ... actually, that class starts at 11, but it's the same deal. My other class starts at five and other than the fact that I'm usually really hungry about half way through it, it's good.

I had to go to the DMV today to renew my I.D. card and the wait was sooo long I almost felt like giving up and running to the nearest public restroom (as there isn't one in the DMV here). Luckily after the hour long wait I had to endure, it only took me five minutes to get things squared away. And the guy helping me was really nice.

Oh, and I've found out that I'm jealous of a four year old because she gets to have nap time every day and I have to suffer through my exhaustion. Luckily my sleep schedule is evening out. There's something about having to wake up at 7:30 each morning that will set your body straight about going to bed at 2:00 AM.

On the bright side, I'm purchasing some more supplies for crafting and should have some new things in my shop next month. I'm getting a different kind of hair comb that's metal and a little smaller to facilitate a different style of fascinator that I'm working on. I'm also going to get more hair clips so that I can expand my button line of children's hair pretties.

More news to come.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Should I feel sad?

Okay, so as some of you know I've been writing a story in my spare time about ... well ... pretty much the life of a pretty ordinary young woman dealing with some rather tough breaks in life. I killed off her entire family before the book even opens.

Anyway, I started this "little" project when I was fifteen, had a rough draft done when I was eighteen, and I started the slow and painful process of revision. I'm very careful about saving things that I write (especially when I use the delete key a lot) so there's a draft of this saved in the format I printed it off in ... but I just deleted about eleven chapters full of text.

Should I feel sad? I pretty much just indiscriminately kept on highlighting paragraphs and pages and pressing the delete button. It actually felt kinda good, especially because the woman I was writing about five years ago is not the woman I'm writing about today. She's changed as my perception of life has changed.

Before, what I was writing tended more toward the marriage plot romance than I would have liked. So I deleted everything I hadn't already revised and we're started again. This time it's gonna be chick lit. Empowering. Healing. Understanding. I think I might even throw in the random black chicken reference that no one's going to understand.

I've also decided to nix the idea of speeding through her life like it's some show that can be condensed down to 200-300 pages of text. Instead I'm going to be focusing in on a year, possibly two, of her life. The guy she married in the first version may or may not fit her in this one ... not too sure about that yet.

Right now my motto for this is: don't take anything for granted. 'Cause I'm gonna change whatever I want to. And the characters are going to like it!

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

A Message For A New Year

This year I want to be more open about what I believe and why.

This year I want to be more free with what I create.

This year I want to trust myself (and others) more.

This year I want to sleep more at night and less during the day.

This year I want to finally accept my body, good and bad, for what it is: mine.

This year I want to enter a story into a contest.

This year I want to submit a poem to the school literary journal.

This year I want to be happier with myself.

This year I want to doubt less and question more.

This year I want to not be afraid to be me.

This year I want to speak my mind when it's appropriate.

This year I want the wisdom to know when it's not.

This year I want to stop worrying about tomorrow so much.

This year I want to finally finish all the books lined up on my top shelf.

This year I want to smile more and frown less.

This year I want to update my blog more frequently.

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Happy New Year everyone, I hope the holidays treated you all well.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas!

And a happy New Year to all of you reading this.

My holiday season is filled with laughter, family, and new crafting creations. I'll have new things up in Etsy soon, but here's one of my new creations courtesy of a free pattern (that I altered significantly) from creativeyarn.blogspot.com

It's a beret, in case you didn't get that.

Happy holidays. God bless us, every one.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

And the winner is ...

Thank GOD finals are over!!!

Actually, the winner is Jamie Hurley. Thank you all for playing. Stay tuned for more great fun and exciting things from the realm of craziness known as my brain.

-Daisy Bookworm