Fantasy of writing

PROMPT: Fantasy time. Describe your ideal writing setting. Fill it in to the last detail. Perch yourself on a balcony overlooking the Pacific. Snuggle yourself next to a fire in a richly paneled study. When you finish the description, read it with an eye toward patterns and details. Do you prefer an open or a closed place? Light or dark colors? A sense of freedom or safety? Again, no right answers here.
Heffron, Jack (2011-12-15). The Writer’s Idea Book 10th Anniversary Edition: How to Develop Great Ideas for Fiction, Nonfiction, Poetry, and Screenplays (Kindle Locations 644-648). F+W Media, Inc.. Kindle Edition.

12:37:28 PM ‎ 4/‎29/‎2012

Reality of where I write. Where Ever the fancy strikes me 🙂 I have my laptop with me most all of the time. Two days ago (I have done this writing thing three days in a row. I am a nifty person eh?) I wrote in bed with Mack snuggled next to me reading Tom clancy. Yesterday morning I wrote on my Grandparents back purch. The squirrels where running around, and to be truthful had me slightly (very) concerned about a viscous attack on my toes. Today, it is 12:41. I was reading ‘Never look away:A thriller.’ by Linwood Barclay. I am about 83% into it and likely will finish it on the rest of the car ride back to kansas city. or at least today. Iwill stay away until it is finished! So, as I said, today a I am writing someoplace on hwy7 in mid missouri, in my car as my husband drives.

I also enjoy writing in busy Cafe’s and restaraunts where there is LOADS of people and chattering.

The Fantasy of where I want to write: I suppose this varys greatly on if I am using paper and a pen, or a computer. As I explored previously, My trust in paper and pen has been hurt deeply in the past. I feellike since I can password lock my computer and hide files, that at least, it is semi safe This is likely a false sense of security however. Iknow the FBI can have there way no matter WHAT! For the intent of this prompt I will say I am using the laptop. But for the purpose of this fantasy (Its MY world. I can do what I want!) pretend that I write in a leather back journal with a pentagram and earth on the front. The pages are un finished and rough, unbleached as well. I write with a feather pen from some random bird. A raven is my victim this time. I use blackberrys for ink. (Romantic isnt it…) We are out in the wilderness and I have on leather sandels tied on by strings (imangine native earth style if you will), in a light red leather. I have on a petal light green skirt, my top is a bodice style with one shoulder made of leaves and animal hide (rabbit as its most plentiful). Hair pulled back in natural tiny dreads down to mid back. Snuggled inside the curve of a HUGE pine tree, the largest amongst the forest. So many in fact, that as you run, prance and pad about there cushon of pine needles fallen, makes your steps silent. Only slivers of light creep through the branches and needles above, but there is still eonugh to offer a general glow of light. The rabbits bounce through the leaves as I weave my tales of thoughts, wit, prose and novel. Occasionally a fellow nymph or fae prances through the woods to visit as I live in my part of the wood.

How the Amazon Kindle Changed my life (Prompt)

8:43am 4/28/12

To be a good writer, you have to be a good reader. My mom said her writng teacher told her that. I read often, thanks to my trusty kindle, Buzz Bookyear (He takes me to infinity! and BEYOND!) It makes my life very emcompassed by words. I read words, I speak words, I write words. I enjoy language so much I even infact desire very strongly to retrn to some classes to be an American Sign Language interpreture.
I originally didnt know where this entry would go, its strange how they seem to take shape immediately. you simply just have to sit down and do it and not be critical. Amusing.
Earlier this week a member from my book club, Connie I think, asked how did you ‘Meet’ your Kindle? and how has that effected you an your life?
I had stopped reading about my junior year of highschool (strangly the same time roughly I stopped writing… seems to be a thread there eh?). As I got older I still tried to go by the library but I would never really get my books read, and the library would always send angry letters about how I was LATE! LATE DAMMIT! (They wanted money)
In october of 2011 maybe pushing november? In time for Christmas regardless. Amazon announced and staretd doing commercials for the NEW $79 baby K and the $99 NEW Kindle Touch. Dad mentioned it to me a few times, I saw the commercial a few times. I came home from Slidell, LA (hedgehogs trip) and had one hundred extra dollars. So I decided I would swing by Best Buy (#IABHOREBESTBUY) and grab the kindle touch. So in I go, having to shove off everyone that so I didnt need anything else I just wanted the kindle! THAT IS ALL! I barely escaped with my life.
Little did I know that my dear Buzz would change my life. He introduced me to online book lending, the market of free e-pub books, and book buying at a great price.
My goal on good reads this year is to read 24 books. 2 a month. I am 14% ahead so far. It is certainly not the 125 that Patrica mentioned, but hey, for me? Its perfect.

Ended 8:57

Why I write (Prompt)

PROMPT: Celebrate your creative self, the writer inside you. Write about how writing is an important part of your life. Write about the pleasure it brings. Write about your gratitude in possessing such a gift. Shakespeare once wrote the following: This is a gift I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions, revolutions …. But the gift is good in those in whom it is acute, and I am thankful for it.
Heffron, Jack (2011-12-15). The Writer’s Idea Book 10th Anniversary Edition: How to Develop Great Ideas for Fiction, Nonfiction, Poetry, and Screenplays (Kindle Locations 330-334). F+W Media, Inc.. Kindle Edition.

10:20pm 4/27/2012
      Writing is a part of my life that carried me through my teenage years. Everything was composed in my head as a linguastic art form. I had dozens of thesaurus’s and dictionarys at my reach. I wrote before I had a laptop to make it easy. I wrote on paper with a pen. I would write on the family desktop and save it.

    I published my own book, more like, printed out five copies and gave it to five important people(Mom, Mack, Mrs.Oden, Charlotte and I think myself). It was called a tour of my heart. It was poems, arranged alphabetically ranging from age 14(?) until the year I printed the book, which I suspect was age 18, 2007.

    I think the point that I really STOPPED writing was one time mom found all my in notebook writings and copied them at work. Without my knowing or asking, she looked for them when I was at camp for a week. She also took copies of pages from my diarys. This was when I was 18. She had them all saved in a folder in the garage. I had found it on accident, it was double and triple copies of stuff. none of my good writing either, just stuff that was my depressing moments. Because moments with strong enotion are easiest to write about. So anyway, I had found them. I was so hurt that she STOLE these things from me and had my drs name written on the folder that I went out to the field and I burned the copies. It was really the moment my writer part was smashed. If I couldnt keep my feelings to me? my work to me? there was no worth in it.

     Strange though, that it was fall that year that I got my own laptop even, I still didnt pick up writing as much. My heart was broke, my spirit was crushed over the entire thing.

     I used to journal online on a blog called GreatestJournal. I had blogger friends, I was a part of communitys. I updated something like 3 times a day sometimes. I adored it. Charlotte printed out all of the journals and i have them in a HUGE book she made me one year for christmas. I love it. GJ shut down finally, for reasons we as users didnt seem privy to. I know there is the original, LiveJournal. But I have never gotten started enough in that to really get in its groove.

 

        I currently blog on wordpress. It feels natural as a blogging platform to me. I have just a premade free template. However I venture to wonder if I where to ask Aaron Gerber or Charlotte perhaps to make me up a template that I could simply shange the banner on and such, but it felt nice to me, I would enjoy it more. (add this to the to do list please Humphrey (my butler)) I always have illusions of grandour that I will be come the most popular blogger online and get paid to do it full time. Not if I dont write. HA!

 

     Writing is difficult for me (I say, this has already been 12 minutes of fairly effortless journaling on a subject) because I like most artists. Think that everything I do sucks. I know this to NOT be true, but tell an artist that and we still doubt.

     In summary, I know that if I can commit just some time every night to do one of these prompts, or just write, I will get back into it. It doesnt have to be perfect. not attractive. not a short story or a poem. Heck this might make even a mighty fine blog post on my blog. Which, by the way is called “Confessions of a Neo-Hippy”

     So if this post end up on the great world wide web, Give a shout out as to why you read my blog, and/ or some ideas for me to write on. Ask me my thoughts on anything, nothing is too far out there. I might have to passord lock it for content and then hand out the password. but hey. Ask me. I Love journalistic nerdy stuff.

Peace out!

 

Take my dreams, Come and give them wings

Long time, no post 😛

Things in life have gotten hecktic and busy all at the very same time. I finished a play I was in, in the month or march I play a witch named myrtle. She was an insult to all witches everywhere 😛

Auditions for ren fest happened, the Kanchiskara is cast, I am BiBi Sindri to them. I will be drumming with one of the girls likely and perhaps dancing some as well.

Weightloss stalled at 15 pounds. I need to get it together, or i wont like how I look come fall :/

Candace is back in life and oh how I have missed her so.

I got a new aptop so hopefully blog posts wont be so sparse. I will be able to type them up any time and post by just running to mcdonalds or someplace with internet.

My goal is to start posting some book reviews and theme days, such as wordless wendsdays. No promises, dont hold me. Ill get shot for fauilure 😛

it looks like there is a job transfer in our future.

I have foster kittens, six of them, that are starting to walk. and two are LOUD

Love, hugs, kisses and all that jazz ❤