So one day the universe was like, Let's hit a point where we kind of figure out where things are going, how does that sound? And I was like, Kayyyy but after this episode of Sherlock. Cut scene to two years later and that episode morphed into full-blown seasons and I'm sheepishly peeking out from under my quilt and the universe is tapping its foot and looking at me sooo judgmentally. So obviously I haven't been the greatest human I can be and no amount of broken hearts (sigh) and pointless jobs (grrr) can excuse that.
When I tell people I'm moving to Montana to write (ps I'm moving to Montana to write) it's a little nerve-wracking but my mindset is that I actually don't care whether they understand why because it's been a long time coming and for the first time in 5 years I feel like I know what I'm doing. Can't deny your inner voice. Especially when your inner voice is your sister.
I think a lot about the kind of writer I want to be, in the published sense. I was at the grocery store recently when two indigents of the Jazzi scooter persuasion rolled up to a book display. The male-ish looking one screeched in utter disbelief and ecstasy, "Anne Rice has a new book??!!!11?!" Shiz got real in that moment, yo. If these people--yes, that's as judgy as it sounds, if not more. If only you could fully comprehend my capacity for judgment--could be motivated to read something by someone who can actually write, then we might have something here. My number one fear is being seen as a Stephenie Meyer. How terrible is that? I'm sure she's weeping into her millions of dollars about it. F'real though, I'm sensitive about my writing, more than any other aspect of myself. It's probably why it took me so long to get to this point. But I have ideas and I've been taught by some amazing people how to use them. I met up with my high school AP English teacher/friend this past Saturday. I've always looked up to her and she's a master at keeping it real, and she was really encouraging. As she said, Why the hell not?
So that is my mantra. Along with, You can always go home, and There's always show business.
Showing posts with label it's only the dream of my life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label it's only the dream of my life. Show all posts
1.19.2015
12.21.2011
too much happiness.
Reasons why this week is great:
1. Clara finds out what they're having on FRIDAY. (Boy? Girl? Alien quadruped? Who knows! It's all part of the mystery. Aren't babies FUN.)
2. We get to Skype with The Precious Young Man on Sunday. So not only do we get to talk to TPYM, we get to see him. The insanity of this preciousness blows your mind, I know.
Oh, and I believe it's also Christmas. So there's that to add to it all.
Carry on.
1. Clara finds out what they're having on FRIDAY. (Boy? Girl? Alien quadruped? Who knows! It's all part of the mystery. Aren't babies FUN.)
2. We get to Skype with The Precious Young Man on Sunday. So not only do we get to talk to TPYM, we get to see him. The insanity of this preciousness blows your mind, I know.
Oh, and I believe it's also Christmas. So there's that to add to it all.
Carry on.
8.25.2011
8.10.2011
bohemian dream.
Lately (read: all my life) I've had this dream where I throw off the shackles of everyday living, buy a VW bus/camper trailer and travel around the country seeing what there is to see, meeting new people, and basically just living day to day. Think On the Road by Jack Kerouac. Working in an office is extremely hard for me because I feel trapped and bored easily, which is why I chose a major I thought would lead to a creative career. So now that creativity isn't de rigeur in this my workaday life, I have to think of ways to make it so. Meh. I deal.
Anyway, part of my dream gypsy-bohemian lifestyle are some pretty awesome clothes. Awww yeahhh hippie chic yeah. But not a lot of it is for every day, ya know? So I made a Polyvore set to show you kind of what I'm thinking is doable until I can really live how I want. Minus the cyclamen colored hair...that comes later. ;)
What do you think?
P.S. There is a white VW bus for sale in my neighborhood. It looks like it's in pretty good condition and I'm extremely tempted. Get thee behind me!
Anyway, part of my dream gypsy-bohemian lifestyle are some pretty awesome clothes. Awww yeahhh hippie chic yeah. But not a lot of it is for every day, ya know? So I made a Polyvore set to show you kind of what I'm thinking is doable until I can really live how I want. Minus the cyclamen colored hair...that comes later. ;)
What do you think?
P.S. There is a white VW bus for sale in my neighborhood. It looks like it's in pretty good condition and I'm extremely tempted. Get thee behind me!
7.04.2011
cancel all my plans--something's come up.
I just...cannot even.
I don't know what's more disturbing: The fact that the title of this blog is absolutely true, or that somehow Discovery has managed to tap into my dream database. And then plan their shows accordingly.
9.22.2010
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