Thoughtful Thursday - Weird Mood

Sometimes I think it's odd that I'm still watching certain TV shows. Not because I don't like them or because TV is often seen as a waste of time by others, but because some of these shows I first started watching when they began.
The Walking Dead is one such show. It began in 2010. Six years ago, I was married and I had just begun my martial arts career after graduating from university with an honours business degree specializing in technology management.

My life has changed drastically yet watching this show brings a strange feeling of home. It gives me a feeling like my life might start making sense again soon, like the missing pieces might soon be found and placed.

I was once a small town girl whose only dreams were of settling down and raising a family. I still want that, but now I'm an independent woman with a healthy self-esteem who is chasing a dream I once never dared to have.

I don't know where things are headed with any certainty. Too many things have turned out so very different that while I have goals, I have learned that sometimes a change of direction is what is needed.

I don't really know where I'm going with this blog post. The near future is sleep, start new work project, work on French, play my guitar, and work on the writing projects. Oh, and I need to get my place cleaner before I possibly have guests on October 1st.

First, I'm going to read some more Chamber of Secrets. Oh, my patronus is a Nightjar (aka nighthawk). What's yours?

Ciao,

R~

2020 Vision

Mostly, I’ve been planning for the new year, but I discovered I know Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. It was a recollection under the influence that brought this to light. I also discovered I still suck at drawing, but I’m okay with that. I used to think I had to be good at everything, and I’ve realized that’s just not so. Some friends and I recently hit up a local board game pub. It was a pretty fun night. The first game was Balderdash and I was terrible at it. Because I was the writer in the group, some of my friends thought I should be more embarrassed about it and hide the fact that I don’t spend all my free time learning advanced vocabulary. But I’m not upset about it. Why? Two reasons: 1. I now know what I don’t know. 2. If one takes a close look at the top selling novels on the market, the level of the language used is not the level of many of the words in Balderdash. Not that I’m comparing my own work to those, but audience is what matters in writing. To me, it is far better to e...

Merry Monday - A beautiful day for taxes

[caption id="attachment_4711" align="alignright" width="300"] Image created using Bit Strips.[/caption] With French done, I have a lot of other things to catch up on. It seems like I have Mount Everest ahead of me, but I'm just going through the list one at a time. I've gotten a couple of things done and some started. Renovations Before the weekend, my new kitchen floor was installed. After the credits that Jiffy gave me, install cost less than $40. The old floor was light grey peel and stick tile, which was peeling itself up on the edges. Because I couldn't get all the glue up from the floor underneath the peel and stick, I needed to put new floor in. Oh, I started peeling it up with a hair dryer. I really don't recommend that. It doesn't get hot enough to work well. It was taking around 20 minutes each tile with the hair dryer. With a proper heat gun, a couple hours for the whole floor. Old floors: [gallery ids="9630,9631" ...

Fortifying Friday - Rejection

Yesterday, I received my first rejection from an agent. It stung. It wasn't that it was bad. It was worded in a way that it may have even been personally written. Regardless, rejection never feels good unless you were secretly hoping to stay home and do nothing when a friend made plans with you. Then it feels great! I might be an introvert ;) Anyway, it hurts a bit extra when you have other things going on. Between the worries of the state of the world and being unemployed, it felt much like being kicked while I was already down. The agent said she couldn't connect with my book though she really wanted to. She also said not to take her rejection as any kind of sign that I should give up. It was nice as far as rejections go. So, I lay there for a bit. Then I let my friends know via social media. Several said that I had hit a milestone and I should try to collect as many as possible this year. Rejections, they said, were a badge of honour awarded for putting myself out there. See...

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