Stuck in a Rut

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Ok so before I started writing my novel, and a while after I had graduated college, I had way too many hobbies. I would cross stitch, craft, read–I was literally always doing something.

20130519-220525.jpgNow that I’ve finished writing my novel, and have finally perfected my query letter, I don’t know what to do with the little free time that I have (and I mean really little–my perfect toddler takes up most of the hours in the day).

My novel is going to be part of a series, but I’m just not ready to delve into the second book just yet, before my first one has even been picked up (which, by the way, I anticipate will be a long, grueling process, though I hope otherwise–I am the queen of wishful thinking, after all). This past week, after I put my son to sleep, I’ve just been sitting on the couch, and watching the nothing that’s on TV. I can’t bring myself to get up and get my cross stitching, or my intricate paint by numbers, or to create something using my beloved Cricut, and I can hardly pick up my brand new Nook to read. I’m in a rut!

In order to get out of this monotonous routine I’ve created, I’m going to take the advice from Nike–Just Do It. That’s really Continue reading

What was I Thinking?

Songs are a great source of inspiration for me, and as I was listening to What was I Thinking? by Dierks Bently, I thought that it would be fun to write a short story about this song, incorporating all of the lyrics in the story.

Initially I was going to write it from the girl’s point of view, but then I decided to challenge myself in writing from the perspective of the opposite sex. Writing from a man’s perspective was a little more difficult because I felt like I was making him too girly, but in the end, I had a great time writing this cute little love story and I hope you enjoy it!

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I met Becky through some mutual friends. She moved here from South Alabama, and we’ve been an item ever since I first laid eyes on this brunette beauty.

“It’s too bad you have to go so soon,” I say as we walk hand in hand towards her red pick-up truck and I open the door to let her in.

“Meet me at the front gate,” she smiles coyly, her deep-set brown eyes filled with mischief, “I’m sneaking out tonight.”

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I Got One! The Very Inspiring Blogger Award!

I just got nominated for a blog award!!! I have to say I’m super excited because I’ve been wanting one of these for a while! Thank you very much David for the nomination and I definitely think all of you reading this should check out his blog, 20Somethings in 2013. He features many inspiring stories from people in their twenties, and I’ve actually written a guest post for him, which you can check out here!

20130422-223224.jpgThe blog award that David nominated me for is the Very Inspiring Blogger Award, and I am Continue reading

In Honor of NaPoWriMo, I Present: It’s that Time of the Week: A Poem

I’m not big on writing poems, but this is turning out to be more fun than I had anticipated. Though I won’t participate in the 30 poems in 30 days, I might contribute more than just this one. This is also my submission for the Daily Post’s Weekly Writing Challenge.

Because it is National Poetry Writing Month
I will give this a go
This may prove to be a challenge
But I hope you like my flow

Here it is; in honor of NaPoWriMo, I present to you,

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It’s that Time of the Week

This morning I wake up with glee

For I know what’s soon to come

I’ve been waiting all week

And now it’s finally done

Though today I still must go there

This is something I don’t mind

Happiness will fill the air

And good moods is all we find

Tomorrow I will wake

Whenever I so desire

This work I will forsake

But only for a short while

So with these days I will play

And my worries will be none

Because today is Friday

And the weekend has begun

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20130404-212750.jpgI look around at the cob webs that surround me. The only light in the room is the orange glow of dusk that shines through the tiny rectangular window sitting high on the west wall of this dreary basement. She has me bound with rope, the door is locked with heavy bolts, and the key to the iron gate enclosed around me is in the mouth of the matted Labrador who sits in the corner unmoving and uncaring about what happens to me.

I know she wants my blood–it’s Continue reading

Random Obsessions: I

I am obsessed with a few things at the moment (besides my baby, that is). Fall Out Boy’s come back is one of them and my novel is another.

I have sort of an obsessive personality–not that I’ve been diagnosed as OCD (though I do have a few certain things that I prefer to do certain ways)–but more in the sense that I get an idea or hear a song or become inspired and I go balls to the wall with it.

When I got Continue reading

Kitty Warrior

I open the door to my house and right on the floor, in the crack of the doorway, is a lizard; black and scaly. I shut the door immediately and think, oh fudge what am I going to do? With my 19 month-old baby in one arm, my purse and baby bag in the other arm, and my keys in hand, I open the door again, hoping that this miniature dinosaur will see his home outside and head that way. Of course, he didn’t. Instead, he paraded right onto our beige tile floor and straight underneath our leather couch. Now I’m really fudged.

As i creep through the house, Continue reading

Opa! Opa! Oyster!

As we walk through the sea of people, we hear a woman yell in a very amusing way, “Opa! Opa! Oysterrrrr!”. To our left is a large tank of crystal blue water and a small stadium-seating area. In the tank is a person diving for oysters at the command of small children. Unable to look away, we observe for a while, mesmerized by the woman’s pleasant voice.

“Welcome to Sea World everyone! Come watch the Oyster Opening Ceremony!”, the woman on the wooden platform shouts excitedly. Her high pitched, charming voice makes you feel like a child. Continue reading

Save the Spoons

I was reading Snotting Black’s blogpost, who led me to The Write Practice. On that site, there was a writing exercise for us to practice our writing. The challenge was to write a funny story about spoons in 200 words and in 15 minutes. Although it’s a bit longer than 200 words, and took me longer than 15 minutes to write, I think my story is still super silly and funny. Here’s my practice:

“Save the Spoons”

At the crack of dawn, I make my coffee. I go to the drawer where we keep our scarce supply of silverware, and grab for a spoon. WHERE ARE THE SPOONS?! I nearly have a heart attack before I realize that all of the spoons must be sitting in the dishwasher; used and left to rot in their own filth until I decide to decontaminate them out of their wretchedness.

I choose a lucky spoon, Continue reading