I’ve decided to try my hand at keeping this blog again. It was recently bought to my attention that this was severely out of date and all sorts of broken, and to be honest, I forgot it even existed. It was fun reviewing the things I wrote, and relived in a sense, the excitement when I would come up with something new, share it with others and excitedly discuss them. So I’ve decided it’s time to commit. Maybe I can get a few of my friends and family to visit here so I have a valid reason to keep this alive and going. I’m not always open to sharing my thoughts and views with others, and that’s an odd habit considering I claim myself a writer.

It’s been nearly a decade since I last posted on here, and it’s odd to see how I’ve changed, both for better and worse. In some ways, I feel like my mind was a lot sharper and filled with bright ideas, and when it came to jotting them down, it flowed from the pen(cil) to the paper with poetic fluidity.

There are many days when I wish I could sit with my laptop and type out all the things I’ve been dying to publish since I was in my early twenties. I know the story, you know a lot of it, but my inner-self berates me, constantly telling me that I’m not good/smart/educated enough to pass it off as artisans work, or valuable enough to someone view to stop in a store, whether digital or brick and mortar, and think, ‘Hey, this looks good.’ Also, there’s the fact that my medium has access to distractions that tend to win in the battle of work vs. play; self-discipline– where have you gone?

I’ve received feedback from people that it does qualify in their eyes as something of worth, yet the skeptic in me doesn’t allow their praise to soak through the hard shell I unknowingly built. Funny (sad?) how self-esteem adversely affects one’s perception on the quality of their crafts. Yet, one of the bigger pushes to publish comes not from my peers, but from Kayin, who has an attachment to the story and periodically asks if I’ve worked on it, or to read what I’ve written to her, even though she knows the story– that in itself should be motive enough to tip the scales toward work rather than letting the heavy weights on the ‘play side’ keep winning over again. So, this feels like an acceptable start; a creative nudge forward or a go-get-er. I earnestly hope that the creativity starts moving through my mind again and prods me over the edge.

So, as I like to say “Lets DO this!”

Happy New Year! It has been a crazy end of the year. I haven’t been writing on here at all. I have absolutely no excuses either. I guess at the end of the year, all the parties and plans you make interfere with doing the other things you want done. I don’t usually like to make new year resolutions, but I think I’ll resolve to write everyday this year. It will be impressive to look at the archives and see 365 entries for 2008, or more if I post multiple times. So here’s to a new year, and here’s to writing daily!

I couldn’t think of anything to write about yesterday, the topic just didn’t seem to form any ideas in my mind. Likewise for the topic today, Write about a series of mishaps, I could string any group of accidents together and call it quits for the day, but I’m not feeling very creative today. This week has really drained me. I can’t put my finger on what’s going on, but I feel extremely tired and not really excited about anything.

So, I’ll leave this post for today and call it good. That way I won’t feel guilty for not writing and make up for not posting anything yesterday. I graduate tomorrow, I guess I’m excited about that, but for some reason, I don’t feel like it’s as big a deal as it really is. But that’s okay, I’m sure that when I cross the stage tomorrow, all that will change!

I can hardly believe that another year is coming to an end. The time goes too quickly. I did not accomplish much this year, as far as my personal goals are concerned, but I feel that I did accomplish great things. It’s nice to look back over the past year and remember the life changing events, the not so life changing events, and the events that really try and call themselves so. Either way, Welcome December, please don’t be too harsh on us.

School is coming to an end for me, (finally) and I feel that I will finally have time to spend on my books. I graduate next week on Tuesday, at 14:00 at Northwest Nazarene University. I am so excited to get my degree, as I’ll be the first of my siblings to do so. I was probably dubbed ‘Least Likely to Graduate College’, but not only did I, I did it first! (self back patting award to boot) Anyway, I’m ready to adjust to not having classes anymore, and finally be able to sit down and concentrate on my story.

Where have I been? Either that or where has the time gone? I can’t believe it’s been as long as it’s been. There is nothing that has kept me from writing, except my own lack of discipline. I checked thewritersblog.net but there was no topic for the day to write on. I’ll have to check with the webmaster to see if there is something wrong. Regardless of that I should be working on my book. Even if it’s not very much, I’ve said it before, write daily.

So, I have claimed that I was intended to write everyday, as you can see by the tattle-tale calendar, it hasn’t been so. I find that the best times (times that I make available for writing) is at work. I have time each morning sometime between 6:30 and 8:15 each morning. I am proud to say that I will be done with school soon and then all my off days I will not feel so pressed for time and thus make sure I do write each day.

Today I wont be at my computer, but at Danny and Michelle’s wedding.

Congrats to the newly weds who will be joined at 2:00pm.

I have been extremely busy, and quite lazy too. It seems that I have looked for entertainment before coming here to express my thoughts and writing frenzies. I have had quite the block and that’s never a good thing. So, in order to cure myself of my temporary jam, I’ve decided to write again. I see the time passing by and I realize that if I am going to live my life the way I want to, I need to get things into motion. The book has been written, it’s the editing that is thwarting my progress.

With that being said, I am turning over a leaf and I am going to write each and every day. If I get a line, it had better be a good one, but something will be written. I am going to refer back to the Daily Journal Entries, to get my mind geared again. I am going to play the mood setting music that always helps me. I am going to practice describing my thoughts, sights, sounds, and feelings. I feel confident that I will achieve the dreams I have.