Friday Freeday

Friday Feels:

1. So, I can't even cross my arms today. I feel so exposed lol Yesterday was our Employee Recognition, and I played five games of volleyball. I knew the risks by my first dive to the ground. They should start a volleyball league at work, though. I had so much fun.

2. Time has a "What would your name be today" quiz. Deborah was the 182nd most popular name in 1984 (does it even count as popular then?). Today's 182nd most popular name is Michelle. Yeesh. I'm so not a Michelle. No offense, Michelles.

3. When I tried to Swype Deborah, it gave me Debussy first. I am now in love with this name and will name a boy this.

4. Still contemplating naming a girl Deborah and calling her Rory.

5. Wawa's idea of a bacon omelette is making the omelette and then putting the bacon on top. They're whack, but it was still bomb. Even when they're wrong, they're right.

Friday Freeday Ramblings

Happy Friday!

I actually don't have a lot to say today, as far as I know.

Yesterday felt like Friday, so today feels like it doesn't truly exist.

I got toast crumbs in my Kindle. I had a microwaved egg for breakfast and am still working on the iced salted caramel coffee w/fat-free french vanilla creamer. Yesterday was Free Coffee Day at Wawa.

I weep for those who don't have a Wawa.

I queried two agents who have a 2-month waiting time. I want to be at least nearly-complete with my proposal before I query the third, the one who tells you to be prepared to submit those in case they accept you. I should probably look into marketing, but business stuff is so...I wasn't born with the wherewithal to care about it. Did writers in the past have someone who cared to do it for them? It's so foreign to me.

I'm thinking of getting another part-time job while I'm stuck in "This person is going to retire, and you'll get their job" Limbo. And when I think about it, I don't really want their job. I just want the 37.5 hours and benefits just in case the next president decides to take away the Affordable Healthcare Act without actually giving us a better option like they keep saying there is.

I actually feel like I--someone who almost never gets sick or injured--shouldn't really have to pay for a service I almost never use just in case I happen to need it in some nondescript day in the future, but...that's another rant.

A to Z is going well. I think I've already said how surprised/glad I am people like my simple theme.

I decided to jog/walk yesterday. My right ankle wants to know why.

I continue to declare that 2015 is my year. We'll see for what when we reach that bridge.

Have a good weekend!

Friday Freeday: Nothing to say ramblings

It was many and many a year ago
In a kingdom by the sea
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
by the name of Annabel Lee
Something something long ago
In the kingdom by the sea

I was a child and she...No, just kidding, I won't recite the whole poem.

Happy Friday!

I just read (and by read, I mean looked at a picture slideshow) that 1/3 of the Wrestlemania VI roster are dead. WHEN DID BIG BOSS MAN DIE?! Well, 2004 apparently, but that was my reaction when I saw that. Earthquake's gone, too! It makes me so sad when they die. They work over 300 days of the year, most have suffered some degree of injury, they get addicted to drugs and steroids, and then down the line, they're gone. It's crazy. SO glad I watched RAW after the Ultimate Warrior was inducted into the Hall of Fame. That was the last time anyone technically saw him.

Okay, darkness leaving. Christmas is in 6 days! I get paid on the 24th, which is great, because I still have to buy my mom and sisters' presents. They're all getting gift cards, but...ah well. lol (Mom just wants money this year, so I won't disappoint. She's hard to buy for anyway.)

It's only 9am right now. Ugh.

I'm halfway through revising the final section of my WIP. At this point, I just want to go for it. I envisioned myself finally getting a Pulitzer for this book and crying about how long it took and how many times I had explained in talk shows and stuff where this thing started and laughing at myself, and I REALLY WANT THAT TO HAPPEN.

I ate at least 2 pounds of sugar yesterday, so I plan on starving myself or drinking nothing but lemonade on one of these days. I'm terrible and slightly overweight, and I refuse to buy a size up. I need to get this weight off.

...Okay, I'm out of thoughts. Back to work, sort of.

Frozen Friday Freeday Rambles

Good morning!

It's 13 degrees where I am right now, and it's been colder the past couple of weeks. Delaware doesn't see many below 0 temperatures, so that the wind chill has been that way, they've closed the state a couple of times. That's not too big a problem when you're a state employee, but when you temp for the state, you don't get to put in vacation time to make those hours up. Fun.

Anywho, it is Friday, and I'm trying to build a hook that will get my query accepted by someone in the universe. Mike Anthony at Writer's Outworld has a great post on how the query process feels, so click on this phrase to read it. It sums everything up pretty well. Sidenote: Why do cats push things off of cliffs?

It is "71" degrees in this office, and that makes me wonder what the heat is on. *goes to look* 74. My jeans are cold.

I should do a post on the first 10 songs that come onto my playlist. The last song was Backstreet Boys "Climbing the Walls." The one on now: Led Zeppelin "Houses of the Holy". $5 says the next song is Beyonce.

Ack! People! I have to open the front window. It's about 20 degrees in the vestibule.

I picked a wonderful day to have to walk outside. Maybe the temperature will go up 17 degrees in an hour...? It can happen!

I lost $5. John Mayer "Wheel."

I hope everyone has a great weekend. Stay warm!

Friday Freeday: Blah blah blah

Good morning, world, and all who inhabit it!

I've decided to stop complaining so much about my life and thanking God for it and seeing the brighter side of life, which helps a lot. It at least makes everyone around me seem less annoying.

Our church's first Christmas Party is this Saturday, and I saved $66 by remembering my sister was throwing out a homecoming dress she was never going to wear again. I will look so Oscar worthy, Oscar himself will lean over on his pedestal.

I'm going through another hair transition. Right now, it is braided up with someone else's hair glued to a cap on my head. I hurt. My Transformation Tuesday would look like a Brady Bunch cover.

I suck at my query. No matter what I do with it, no one connects to it. Whose idea were these?

One more week until our annual Christmas Cantata. I'm so done with singing. Cantata time is never fun. I'm gonna look fly with all this big hair on my head, though. lol

Scandal has one more time to make me want to throw up. Then, I'm doing nothing about it but complaining and possibly actually throwing up.

I'm hoping and praying for an awesome 2014. I'll say it again next week, but I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, and all the other things. :D

Friday Freeday: ???

I'm starting to not having anything to say on Friday...Sheesh.

So I guess rambling about writing is better than nothing.

I won't say why, but I'm so glad I'm old enough now to realize that how I used to write was so immature. College and revising really have molded me into a better writer to a point where I can tell when I'm not doing my best.

I do miss how I used to be able to write in multiple stories at a time. That's kind of slowed down.

I want to revive a lot of the stuff I used to write with my current knowledge, but I think it would involve *gasp* plotting.

I'm very happy for the people I've met through the internet who have agents! Hope that will be me one day before I'm thirty-five. Thirty is now too short a goal.

Not about writing, but there are a lot of TV shows I need to catch up on before they start up again, so maybe that will be my Saturday between reading and beta-reading.

City of Bones is available for pick-up at my library now, but I just started this other book, so I might just let it sit there and try again later.

My 30-day Sugary Free Drink ban ends on Tuesday. Had I started when I said I was going to, I'd be able to have soda on Labor Day, but as it goes, I'm bad at resolution-type deals.

It's 11PM (scheduled blog), so I'm going to turn to Family Guy and go to bed. Shalom.

Rainy Day Ramblings

Happy Monday!

If you're on the east coast, is it raining? It's been raining on and off for about three weeks now, and there's supposed to be a torrential downpour every day this week here. Meh. I'm going to just go out and dance in one of the rains. It would be more fun with a special someone by my side, but I guess I'll keep waiting, Jesus.

For four harrowing days, I couldn't find my MP3 player, and I longed for this Daley song the entire time. Common sense advised me to check the couch this morning, so now I'm listening to "Smoking Gun". British people have so much soul. I love it.

*Stopped to sing it*

Speaking of MP3 players, has anyone else ever experienced MP3-ESP? When you have a song on your mind and your player on shuffle, and boom: that song comes on next? It happens to me a lot, and I'm beginning to think my Philips has an AI prototype in their players.

I'm taking the time to elaborate on parts of my manuscript, and I'm stuck because I don't know how superfluous it is. I like to be able to see almost everything in a scene, but I'm bad at doing it myself.

Monday Morning came too soon...Does anyone remember that song? It was on a commercial for something: a girl was taking a test, and her teacher caught her opening up a note, but it was from her mom wishing her good luck on the test. It was a good pairing.

I want to write one of my revampings so badly right now. The issue I have at the moment is how to execute. I kind of want to have chapters dedicated to how each character came to where they are before I bring them all together. The last time I worked on this particular theme I was a teenager just coming out of my X-men obsession. That's about 15 years now (sheesh). I'll work it out.

I almost left without saying what I came here to say in the first place. My coworker who was the Admin I has been upgraded to the Admin III since ours retired Friday. I was talking to my sister about how when the Admin I position is posted that I don't want to apply because it's not what I want to do. Always the child of logic, she asked me: "Is it more money?" That wouldn't matter to me if I didn't owe Sallie Mae a grandchild and don't have my own set of wheels yet, so I'm going to stop throwing my tantrums and do what I have to do. I know I'd love to make writing a career, but for now, I have to be practical. Bleh.

I hope everyone has a good Monday, and see you tomorrow for Express Yourself!

Friday Freeday: It's early so I'm rambling.

Good morning,

I'm almost sure that the ever-growing mountain of clothes on my bed contributes to my lack of good sleep, so when my alarm goes off, I hit snooze.

Either way, hello!

Today, I have Employee Recognition, where we eat, have a training, then have games and a talent show. I'm doing a Zumba demo, yay. It took me until about 5:30 last night to figure out which song I was doing, then while in bed, I remembered I needed to find the CD first. Fortunately I found it.

I'm watching a Spongebob episode I always see the end of but never the beginning, so I'm not quite sure what's happening. Yes, I'm almost 29 years old and still watch Nickelodeon cartoons.

I am on page 55 of 372 of revising my WIP. I've actually added about 2,000 words and will keep an eye on the word count. It's fantasy, though, so I'm trying to make sure things are as established as possible while not adding unnecessary words.

The McDonald's commercial where the poor little girl gets rained on is so cute. And funny.

I repinned a picture that encourages using SALTS instead of LOL. SALTS stands for "smiled a little then stopped." I'd also encourage LOTI "laughed on the inside" because if you say lol but didn't really laugh it's because you thought it was funny enough TO laugh, but didn't, and FETLBD is a mouthful.

I've been watching the original Star Trek, and it's kind of bad. One episode about ESPers was really good though. I think it helped fill in a few holes in one of my story ideas. We'll see. I can't wait to start writing something else, but when I'm revising, I don't particularly want to.

I imagine my ride will be here within the half-hour, so I'm going to end now. Have a good weekend! I'll be in D.C. for my keyboardist's parents' church anniversary.

Friday Freeday Ramblings and News

So, I'm not working today. I have it set in my head that since I actually had something to do all day yesterday at work, that I'm going to sit here and play Hexatron Rogue. Because I'm a nerd, and the other secretary has not worked a full 80 hours for about 2 months now. At least I get Good Friday off next week. I love days off. This goes back to my boredom at this desk, but I've also been put on tasks that salaried people used to do, but I'm still a temp. Fortunately, I was encouraged to apply for one of those positions, so now I play the waiting game.

Good news that I can't wait for: my mom has decided to rent an apartment. She's fallen down the stairs a couple of times, and her knees aren't taking that well. Her new apartment is just up the street, and it's a one story, which she has wanted for a while now. This means, the house will now be mine, my sister's, and our cousin's. A salaried job would do us all wonders, as they work at "The Bullseye", and awful job for anyone who works there or knows anyone who works there. I actually said at 25 that I planned to move out by 30, but now my mom's moving, so I don't have to. Maybe now I can feel like a real adult. Plus, she's a LOUD morning person. I can't handle it anymore.

I've been adding more description to my fantasy WIP and editing it. I'm almost back to the end, and this time, I plan to acquire beta readers. I might even have my sister back on board after about 7 years. She has her Masters in English, and she always looks at my work without that family loving eye.

Tomorrow, we (sis and I) are getting paid to do a Zumba demonstration for a health fair. Our church has been chosen for a big health grant, and this is the kick-off for it. I'm about to start teaching Zumba again, and I'm so excited. I was nervous and tentative to teach when I first started a year ago, and with this break I've (involuntarily) taken, I miss it! It's something I really love doing, and I see myself doing it for a little while longer.

This post is almost not at all writing-related, but I felt like posting and sharing. Have a happy Friday!

IWSG: The Panic Rant



Please visit the originator's page here: The Ninja Alex!

Okay, so, now I'm 28 years old. I'll be 29 in July, one year away from 30. 30? What?? Wasn't I supposed to have 2 kids by now?? Why didn't I get married at 25? Oh yeah, my boyfriend at 23 was a jerk, so I broke up with him. I wonder if he's still writing. He was such a pompous know-nothing. If he gets published before me, I'll scream.

Oh no. What if I don't get published? Like, EVER? I've been writing since I was 7 years old. It's all I know how to do! Why didn't my mom encourage me to take up ASL or Ballet? She knew I loved them! Why didn't I major in Voice instead of English? No one understands that an English degree doesn't mean I want to be a teacher! Why do they make that correlation?! I wanted to Write for Film and Television! I should've stayed at UArts, but I couldn't be away from my sister for ONE YEAR. She only stayed at FSU for one year, and I was left alone in God-awful Tallahassee for 3 semesters! I got to meet Robert Olen Butler, though. That was awesome. I should've stayed one more semester. I would've been in his class, stalking him like a fangirl. And gotten arrested. In Tallahassee. Ugh.

But Temple didn't have a creative writing program at the BA level. I loved Temple, though. I should've looked for a writing group. I bet they had one. I miss Write Club sometimes. FSU had a great program. UArts had a great program. I hated Center City Philly, though. Why can't I make up my mind? I could've made my manuscript into a screenplay SO easily!

But now it's a manuscript, and just when I thought I finished editing it, what am I doing again?? EDITING IT! When will it be finished? I'm clearly not the brightest star in the sky when it comes to my own work! I can edit the Hell out of a friend's stuff, but I can't see the flaws in my own work until I've sent it out with a query I've changed more times than I changed underwear this year, and wow, that one publisher was really enthusiastic about it, but they still turned it down. ACK!

What if it's never published? My mom thinks I took that year off after high school to find myself, and my older sister thought I was playing Final Fantasy for 365 days, and I was, but I was WRITING, too! I wrote, and I wrote, and my laptop crashed, and I started from memory TWICE! That's how strongly I felt about this story 10 years ago. What's up with me now?? Have I split into two separate people? Is a pessimist me trying to bully the dreamer me into reality? I don't like you, pessimist me. Go away.

I'm done.