November 2016 Day 28

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It’s been a busy morning, and I have worked on my NaNo writing, but I’m not finished yet. However, my brains needed a break from the novel. So I took myself to Hobby Lobby and picked up a few things. Mainly some upholstery fabric for my office chair (I hate the leather feel, so I got a lovely quilted fabric) and some things needed for the project.

I have other things going on inside of this brain of mine. More story ideas. Mostly short stories. I’m jot the ideas down and that will give me something to toy with when the mood strikes.

So on to today’s BlogHer prompt:
Nov. 28: What was your most precious possession when you were a kid?

When I was little, I had this large stuffed animal. It was a lamb. I used it as a pillow, and kept it very safe in my room. Of course, her name was Lamb chop. I know, how original. Come on, I was like, four years old. However, I kept that same silly lamb all the way into my early teens until after many fix- ups and stitches the poor lamb needed that it just disintegrated. I have never seen another lamb quite like it. Not for the massive size it was. I don’t even know where my mom had gotten, because when you are four and presented with a lamb that’s as big as you are, you just don’t question it. You love and cuddle it.

Now, as an adult, I have…oddities. So many. I can’t pick a favorite. I rotate them out, sometimes buying more when something truly captivating catches my weird eye. Living Dead Dolls, homemade voodoo dolls from New Orleans, voodoo dolls I’ve made myself. Then there are my Walking Dead figures and my Pacific Rim Jaeger’s – Gypsy Danger being my favorite, of course. My skeletal animals. Candles galore. We won’t start on my coffee mug collection.

There is one constant in all my oddities that never leaves the edge of my desk however. That would be Edgar Allen Poe. He’s a rather tall figure, and off course, he’s a bobble head. At his feet is his ever-present raven. I give him a poke now and then and he kindly gives me a nod of approval.

The eccentricities go on and on…I have nearly a whole room full of boxes of stuff.

So there we have it!

November 2016 Day 23

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I have been out of the house all day, hence the late posting and no NaNoWriMo word count. I’ll have to work on that tonight. Today I ran errands everywhere. Even down to the next town, which is about 40-45 minutes away.

So I’m keeping the blogging to a minimum today. Sorry folks. L

Now to BlogHers prompt for today:
Nov. 23: What’s the weirdest/grossest thing your pet has ever done?

Jeffrey Jones. I don’t know what makes him do it, but he loves just SHOVING his nose in the girls butts. I’m talking aggressive shoving. AND THEY LET HIM!! They just stand there and are like ‘okay, dude, whatever floats your boat.’

And Jeffrey is fixed. He has never even sprayed. I don’t think he’s aware that he can!

He’s just weird.

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November 2016 Day 22

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No NaNo count yet…my creative juices just DO NOT want to flow today. Plus, being in pain is kind of distracting. So, I’ll work on my NaNoWriMo later.

On to todays BlogHer prompt:

Nov. 22: What TV show are you obsessed with? Share 10 reasons it’s better than the other shows.

Just one? JUST ONE? Nope, not fair. I hate being asked to list just ONE favorite of anything, because I just don’t think that way. So, you’ll get a list of my favorites, and not quite 10 reasons why.

Here we go:

  1. The Walking Dead :
  • HELLO… end of the world as we know it drama. Dead things to poke with a stick! Danger, drama, in-fighting!
  •  Daryl Dixon anyone? Negan? Come on…hawtness.
  • Watching zombies age. Seriously, if you have watched since season one; they have become        skinnier and more brittle.
  • Carl. Watching him grow from little snot nosed brat to big snot nosed brat who can kick your     ass. Nice one.
  •    Plain old people are more of a threat than the dead things.
  •   Mysterious lawn mowing. Serious, who is going around cutting everyones lawn?
  •  Gasoline. People…gasoline has a shelf life. At this point, with how they have aged Judith, that shelf life has expired.
  • Rick Grime and Michonne anyone?
  • Michonne and her sword anyone?
  •  Michonnes sword anyone?
  1. Vikings :
  • They’re Vikings!
  • Hot Vikings
  • Tyranny
  • Plundering
  • Lovely duels of wit – from Vikings
  • Pillaging
  • Shield Maidens! Kick ass!

  1. Supernatural :
  • Do I even need to list all the awesomeness that is this show?
  1. Daredevil :
  • Again, too many reasons. Most importantly though: The Punisher.

That about wraps up what I watch on a regular basis. I like American Horror Story, but will admit to being in and out with it. I don’t watch weekly, I just sort of binge when I feel like it. I don’t know how I feel about this season yet. Didn’t care for last or Circus. Coven was okay. The first season was undoubtedly the best.

So there you have it.

Be Sweet, my lovelies…

November 2016 Day 21

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Howdy!

No NaNo word count yet today, I am just getting home from yet another doctors visit. This time I got some groovy awesome painkillers. Those two bilateral shots on either side of my spine did not help very much, though I now am sporting two lovely large bruises from them.

I’m having a hard time getting around. It hurts – shooting straight up my spine – when I lift my left leg. I am left-side dominant. -.- It hurts to try to change positions in bed. It hurts to step up and down into my office, since it sits lower than the rest of the house and had a big step down.

I have to rely on others to help me with day-to-day tasks and it bothers me to no end. I admit, it bothers me more that things aren’t done how I do them. I mean, I am grateful for the help though. Sounds kind of weird, doesn’t it?

Anywho…let’s move on to the BlogHer prompt for today:
Nov. 21: What is the one thing you wish people better understood about something in your life?

My eccentricities. I am a very eclectic and eccentric person, especially for being an introvert. I like my neon green shoes laces in my purple shoes with my purple socks. I like my hair being blue and green streaked at the moment. (It was teal last month)

I like that I will only go certain places at certain times. I keep schedules, I keep date books, and I keep PC journal and a hand written journal. I horde post-its, coloring books and a variety of art supplies that I will probably never use.

To try to narrow it down is hard. I am very multifaceted.

Ever see that meme about a woman having 1000 tabs open in their brain all at once? That is me. My mind never stops. I have to take medications to sleep; otherwise, I’d never sleep. My body would be in way worse shape, too.

So, if anything, I would want people to understand that even though I am socially introverted out there in the world, I am a thoughtful, creative, eccentric old southern girl that isn’t as mean as she looks and if you speak to me, you’ll gain a friend. Do not judge on appearances. I DO have that ‘resting b!tch face’ syndrome….Lol.

So now, I’m going to see if one of my 1000 open tabs in my brain can pull out my Book Two word document and get to work on another new chapter.

Be sweet, my lovelies…

November 2016 Day 15

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No word count on todays NaNoWriMo, mostly due in fact that I am hosting a Write In down at the library and will be doing my writing then. So, it will be later tonight before I get my writing in and get that word count. Only 15 days left to go!! WOOT!

So now on to BlogHer

Todays prompt:
Nov. 15: What are the best/worst dishes at Thanksgiving dinner?

Well, I don’t like turkey too much, so my go to is ham. I made the best glaze for my ham one year, and it was just sort of a toss things together sort of thing. I never wrote down what exactly I had done. And now I don’t remember it at all.

My biggest fail was trying to cook a turkey. I was trying to have something everyone liked. Well, you cant bake a ham and a turkey at the same time. Who knew? So, yeah, turkey didn’t get cooked all the way. And that was the year I tried stuffing rather than cornbread dressing. DISASTER!

I also bake a lot. I’ve had apple pie disasters, muffins that just were so dry to could use them as charcoal brickets.

Some things I never fail at are the yeast clover rolls and the giblet gravy. They always turned out awesome. And, of course, my cranberry sauce comes from a can…how can you mess that up?

🙂

November 2016 Day 11

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Its an US Holiday today, and I allowed myself some time to lay in bed just stretching out my back and thinking over all I need to get done word-count wise for NaNo.

 

Once I got up and met with my lover (coffee) we had a discussion over where we are going with the novel for NaNo and then the words just flowed. 2683 in words today, bringing me over the 25k mark to 26668. Nice.

 

BlogHers blog prompt gave me more trouble, however. I didn’t know what ‘relationship’ to base my answers on. My ex, my daughter, my best friend?

 

So here is todays BlogHer prompt:

Nov. 11: What are five funny (but real) things your current relationship has taught you? (note: because I cant think at the moment, I have decided to split this up between my male, my daughter, and my best friend. There are funny things about all.)

 

1.     Men: No matter how old they are, no matter how ‘well off’ they are financially, no matter how mature they are – all men leave skid marks in their underwear.

2.     Daughters: No matter how old they are, what profession they chose to study, how many relationships they’ve gone through – they will always come back to momma, and the rule that they always come back with more than they left the nest with is true. Only, instead of children (grandchildren) my daughter has brought home a boyfriend and a best friend. I am tripping over bodies in this house.

 3.     Best Friends: You can live thousands of miles away, and they always know when something wrong. When together, the two of you are bad ass alcohol swilling wenches with foul mouths and ultra-attitudes that are full of confidence – unless there is some sort of small caterpillar like bug on the floor to which you both try to avoid, get near tears, until one of you takes a half of a roll of paper towels to pick that damn thing up and squeal while tossing it in the garbage.

 4.     Best Friends: No matter how worldly your best friend is (having traveled to Canada, Argentina and France) – she can come visit you in your home town and have no idea what the locals are saying with our thick southern accents, therefor looking at you pleadingly to translate.

 

5.     Men: Again, no matter how well off they are in life, age catches up to them all. Joking about how they’ve ‘lost that great ass and look like a bullfrog wearing britches’ will make that grown ass man nearly wibble to tears over the loss of that one great ass.

 

 

I know this wasn’t the proper way to work this prompt, but I really got stuck on it and just sort of winged it to fit me personally. I hope you enjoyed it.

Since BlogHer doesn’t supply prompts for Saturdays and Sundays, I will be substituting short stories in their stead! I have some wonderful story prompts to work with, so hopefully things will be fresh and new in my writing.

Or perhaps I’ll give some excerpts from Book Two, which I’m working on now!

November 2016 Day 10

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Today I managed a very weird word count on my NaNoWriMo. I managed 2222 word count. I’m pleased with it though. I will admit, however, that the words and ideas are flowing a little slower than I would like. I can see the scenes and talks in my head, I just can’t seem to translate them onto the word document well. And its only day 10. ~face palms~ Oh, well. I’ll keep plugging away at it.

Now, onto the BlogHer NaBloPoMo prompt for today:

Nov. 10: Did you celebrate or commemorate your divorce or a significant breakup? Would you ever?

 

I did celebrate my divorce. Looking back on it now, twenty years later, I regret my actions and immaturity.

 

On the day I received my papers back from the judge and everything was official, I went straight away with changing my last name back to my maiden name. ON EVERYTHING.

 

Then, I went to work, did a little woohoo with my few friends and when the store closed for the night, we (a very large group of us) all went to the local bar we frequented and had ourselves a party. Tequila shots (my favorite) bad dancing and even worse Karaoke.

 

I kept up the party girl single mom out whenever I could routing for a few months before it got old. I tried dating. NOPE. So, I started doing other things. I put my time into my relationship with my daughter, worked on my cake decorating skills, focused on art and writing more and spent a lot of time at my parents.

 

Now-days, things are very different. That man I had divorced has grown up, become responsible, and we depend on each other for various things. I know I can depend on him, our daughter can depend on him.

 

I DO regret my past actions. But, I was young and stupid. I’ve matured and can look back at the many errors in my ways back then.

 

So, today, even though the prompt was kind of a downer, for me, things turned out wonderful in the end with years to form a fantastic relationship with the father of my daughter. He’s a good man. He wears his heart on his sleeve a lot, and gets hurt a lot, but I’m always there for me, no matter what.

 

I think that qualifies as a happy ending of sorts.

 

Be sweet, my lovelies

November 2016 Day 7

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I have no NaNoWriMo updated word count as of yet. Come on, its only 10am and I’ve only had one cup of coffee so far. Baby steps. I decided to get my blog updated before NaNo’ing.

Todays blog prompt for the BlogHer NaBloPoMo is:

Nov. 7: What was your worst Thanksgiving food fail?

 

Lawdy…my first Thanksgiving with my husband. Thankfully, we had no guests and it was just he and I. I could have unwittingly poisoned people.

You see, I am one of those people. You know, they ones who open something and directly throw the instructions or directions in the trash only to scramble 10 minutes later digging through the trash for what I’ve thrown away… yeah…me all the way.

So, I dont know if I didnt cook the turkey at the right tempurature, long enough, or what…but the outside was pretty well charred in some spots, and the inside was still fleshy pink. We didnt find that out until we cut int0 it a little deeper. The outer regions looked and tasted well enough.

My clover yeast rolls were great, the green bean casserole wonderful. My pumpkin pie was awesome.

My apple pie? ~cries~ I have absolutely no idea what I did wrong there. It couldnt even be classified as an apple pie. And what is so strange, is that usually I make really good apple pies. I chalk it up to not being fully awake. Yes, thats my story, I’m sticking to it.

Now-days, we dont do turkey on Thanksgiving. ~gasps~ Really, I dont like turkey. I do ham. Ham and all the regular fixings. I make a dressing, rolls, cranberry sauce, potatoes. I no longer make apple pies, but instead, double layer pumpkin cheesecake. And a pumpkin spice cake with a drizzle sauce that is to die for.

Well, that is the story of my worst Thanksgiving fail, and my tendancy to throw away directions then digging through the garbage like a mad woman.

With the daughter grown and all, I dont make a fuss out of the holidays anymore. I really dont. Too much work, too much clean up and then too many left overs that completely go to waste.

Except for the double layer pumpkin cheesecake. That baby lasts 2 days, tops. ~snickers~

Be sweet, my lovelies!

Whats wrong with me? :[

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So, I know I’ve been pretty quiet lately, other than on my short story sites where I’m posting like a demon to get these short story compilations out. Most of them are already here on this blog, but there are about 30 more over on Jukepop, Wattpad, Tablo, Bublish, Medium, and of course, Niume. Go to Niume. Go to Niume. Read all the stories, drink all the coffee! Go to Niume.

I decided to do a bit of rearranging this weekend. You know me, my bright ideas. BLAGH. I got rid of the loveseat that was here in my office, and then today I was digging through a box to put my lovely pretties on my bookcase tops and whatnot and BAM! Sliced up on arm on something in that box. Dont know what it was, but ironixlly enough, I keep all my medical supplies in there. >.<

So I was bleeding like a stuck pigs, the wound is deep, but not long. I grabbed a dirty handtowel and wrapped it up and went to the ER for stitches. I was there for roughly 3 hours. Maybe longer. I didnt wear my watch, but it felt like forever.

I’m back here at home and not going near that box any time soon.

The office is coming together nicely though. Not that it didnt look smashing before, but it was time for a change. And without the loveseat I have much more floor space for the kitties.

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     The kitties on catnip.
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Just thought everyone would like to see the kitties, because…KITTIES!
I’ll be taking it easy and uploading more short stories to Niume and Medium.
 ~whispers in your ear~ GO READ.
~squishes my loves~

Joys and Woes of NaNoWriMo

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This years NaNoWriMo is really getting into the prep time. A lot of hype and well wishing, a lot of encouragement.
This year marks my second year as a Municipal Liaison. I LOVE IT! We all know I suffer from social anxiety. Well, working with the public on NaNo steps things in another direction. Since we hold most events between two libraries, they are controlled enviorments. No loudness, no craziness (besides my own) and its just plain fun to sit around with other authors, both young and old, answering questions, giving advice, listening to plots being thought out and bounced around for the input of others…it is just great.

Now, the down side. I have so wanted to get to the NOWD for two years now.
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I’m NOT going to make it again this year. I have resigned myself to that. No one is donating, and, as time grows closer, the airfare and hotel accomodations just get higher and higher.
So, I’ll keep my fundraising page up, just to see if I can help the NaNo cause more, but dreams of actually making it are kapoot.
Next year, hopefully things will be different.

As for this year, working with the librariy directors, I think we’ll have a better turn out of writers. We are advertising early, getting the word out, making so everyone with questions gets them answered well before signing up and commiting to the event

I have put together two prize bags for the two highest word counts. General book on writing, plotting, planning, editing and so one. And hot chocolate. Yums.

So, local NaNo is a go!!