Scripts and the Beach and Flat-Bed Trucks…Oh My!

I have let time slip by AGAIN! And I hate excuses, but I seem to be surprisingly full of them. Let’s leave that all in the past and move forward, shall we?

• April 1st starts Script Fenzy! From April 1-30, you write a complete 100 page script. Brought to us by my NaNoWriMo friends…www.scriptfrenzy.org.

• My sister and family arrive in 2 days for spring break on the beach. I am WAY excited! I haven’t seen her since our Phoenix trip last July and we always have LOADS of fun. Ya know…the kind of fun that makes you want to pee your pants?

• Kurt’s band plays a festival this Saturday, which should be a lot of fun. They play in a parking lot of a restaurant on a flat-bed truck. See, what wouldn’t be fun about that?

Beyond all of that exciting upcoming stuff…I have been diligently passing the time these last few months.
• Finished the first edit on my manuscript and also my agent query letter. Bought the Publishers Marketplace 2009, done research, picked my first agents to submit to….and am now officially scared to death. For some reason, I can’t quite take that next plunge and submit. I know it is because I am petrified. I know there will be a lot of rejections and that this is my one shot at this manuscript with each agent. I just need to get up the courage and DO IT!
• Have been learning the basics of Dreamweaver and working on some family business projects.
• Did a Burlesque/Vaudeville show with the Risque Business troupe. Mad fun! I played the stupid sexy nurse and a blonde actress in a film noir scene. We are scheduled again for another performance the end of April.
• I was appointed to the board of the Showcase Arts Foundation, Inc. – www.showcaseartsfoundation.org. Very cool.
• And many, many other assorted what-nots.

So, that’s it for now!

Faith, Hope, Love-
LA ☺

I Won!!!! I Won!!! I Won!!!!!

I did it! For the past 28 days, I have weathered the storm and completed my very first novel. Un-freaking-believable! I am so excited and am so proud of myself that I actually did it. I have wanted to do this for so long and it has been a dream of mine to be a writer.

National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) has been the most wonderful thing. Starting on November 1st, I had to start a brand new novel, starting with word number one. I had until midnight November 30th to submit 50,000 words. That meant a pace of 1,667 words a day. And, I even finished it 2 days early!

I am a winner, but that simply means the satisfaction of knowing I did it. I had the dedication and perseverance and completed it. Even a huge procrastinator like me!

I feel absolutely wonderful and can't wait to take a few moments to actually sit back and read my story, something I have not done yet. But I started with an idea and I wrote it from beginning to end.

And I can't start wait to do some edits!!! :)

My next goal is to shop for an agent. I CAN do this!

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Happy Holidays!!! Disco!

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Day 14 in NaNoWriMo...New office at work...PLAY THIS WEEKEND!

I am still in the game! Phew! This was the crucial week to determine if I was going to make it or not. The excitement of that first week is over (the honeymoon phase) and the fatigue has set in. Finding the time to squeeze in those precious 1,667 words every day gets tricky (especially after writing almost zero after a crazy weekend). But, I have made it so far. I took extra time on Monday and Tuesday and made up for my lackluster weekend.

I am currently at 21,860 words. This weekend I will be halfway there. And my story actually has a plot and is moving along nicely. I still have a lot of suspenseful twists and turns to add to it. Man this is exciting!

We moved a bunch of offices at work this week. I now share an office (a rather large one) with our in-house copywriter, Nancy. Quite honestly, our new pad is the COOLEST! Woohoo! We are thinking of adding beanbags and a bubble machine. :)

Tonight starts the last weekend of my current play, Italian American Reconciliation. It is a really, really fun play. My part of Janice is so evil (but really she is just misunderstood..heehee) and the whole first act sets up how horrible and mean I am. And then I get to stand on a 4 foot balcony and yell at people. Heehee...what a fun part! I hope we have a huge audience and everyone enjoys it immensely!

Alrighty...TGIF...gotta get some work done.

Peace-
LA

Day 7 in NaNoWriMo

Wow! It is Day 7 already in my newest writing adventure. What a crazy week! Before I elaborate, here are the stats:

NaNoWriMo goal for Day 6 (to finish 50,000 in 3 days): 10,002
My current word count: 10,945

I am 20% of the way there!!! Woohoo!

Thank goodness I had stockpiled some words on the weekend, because I needed that extra padding!! I have at least been able to complete a minimum of 1,000+ a day...but not always the required 1,667.

My play, Italian American Reconciliation, opens tonight. So, every night this week I have been at play practice. And then, after that is when I start my writing. it has been crazy and I am a little bit tired..but MAN...IT IS REWARDING! Over 10,000 words in 6 days???? I am so happy. And it isn't just a rambling of 10,000 words, it actually has a story line! :)

My thought process has the story divided in thirds...so in about another 5,000 words I will make the move to my first story turn...and oooooooo...the last third is going to be REALLY good!!! This first 10,000 has been really easy. It has flowed right out, but I have a feeling that it is going to start getting a little harder.

But, I can do it! :) And in the process, I will dazzle everyone with my theatrical talents (HA!)

Later-
LA :)

Day 2...Still Going Strong!

After my first 48 hours as an official NaNoWriMo novelist...I completed 5,137 words. Yeah! I was hoping to get in another 1200 words so that I could complete 4 days worth of goals (to stockpile for the week), but I felt like going to bed instead. I know, I know...sleep will eventually need to take a back burner as the rest of the month entails.

So far...so good. Even though K has band practice so I am on my own to pick up the girls from school, get dinner and homework completed and then be at play practice from 7-9pm...I still feel confident that I will gt my required 1,667 words in for the day.

:)

50,000 Words in 30 Days!

I am soooo excited because NaNoWriMo started today. Well, actually I started writing at midnight so it seems like it is the 2nd day. Here is the scoop:

National Novel Writing Month - write a 50,000 word (approx. 175 page) novel in 30 days from November 1-30th. Woohoo!

You may be thinking, ARE YOU CRAZY? While the answer is still negotiable, it can be done...even with a full-time job, a busy family and other responsibilities (like, um, the play I am in that opens in 6 days). But the point of this amazing experience is actually setting a goal and a deadline and completing it. As long as I record 50,000 before midnight on November 305y, I win. A prize? Money? A publishing deal? Nope, none of those. But the satisfaction of knowing that I did it. Knowing that if I set my mind to it, I can accomplish it. Even with all of the other crazy and stressful things in my life.

So, my goal for the next 30 days (well...29 now) is Quantity not Quality (editing starts in December). I came up with an idea and started with that. We will just have to see where it goes. It was kind of funny, because I wasn't quite sure which direction I should go in...should I stick with my chick lit genre that I have been writing in? Or do something totally different? Well, I decided to go with the latter. Let's see what happens!

I need to write 1,667 words a day to complete the goal. So far for day one I have 3,116. I realize I better stockpile as many words as I can on the weekends. :)

Oh, Jess and Laine are also writing this month in the Young Writers division. Jess is doing 4,000 words (134 words a gay goal) and Laine is doing 15,000 words (500 words a day).

I am very, very, very excited at this point and cannot wait to see what the result is at the end of the month. This might finally be what makes me finish something. Woohoo!

Off to bed.

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Happy October!

October is my favorite month.

Up to about 10 years ago, I loved it most because it was my birthday month. And I actually used to LIKE my birthday. But, that is the past. Let’s leave it there. Now I love it because the weather turns a little cooler, the fall decorations are awesome, my pumpkin candle smells yummy and it is the excitement of my daughter’s birthdays’ (although E’s is Nov 3rd…it is SO darn close).

This past weekend was spent at my town’s Oktoberfest celebration. What fun! It is the size of the fair from my childhood, and my girls’ had a blast riding all the rides. And, when the German band started playing and everyone was walking around with giant boots of beer, it made me giggle. Good times.

Way, way back were the days of football games in October. I can still remember cheering at games and having to wear gloves and sweat pants. Brrrrr. ☺

October is also the wacky fun and craziness of Halloween. Always a good party and a good time had by all. I will take my girls’ trick or treating around the neighborhood again this year. Tradition.

It was last October that I chopped my hair off and got my new haircut. I still like it…but am ready for longer hair again. I still have that mentality that your hair gets shorter as you get older and I still don’t want to accept that. Although, I can finally say my age now, I still pause and take a big gulp…but I can say it. Good thing, because 2 weeks from today I will be one more year older. Sigh.

Older. Older. I have been told that this should be the best time of my life. I have lived and learned and should be in a secure place. Who am I kidding? I still have a bajillion goals and dreams that I am not that much closer to making happen. But I have learned a lot…and I have a lot of “wish I could do-overs”. I try not to dwell on them. Instead, I keep coloring my gray hairs and slathering on my wrinkle cream.

Let’s just celebrate the beautiful month of October.

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Another One Bites the Dust....

Another weekend, that is.

How sad. All week long, I get so excited about the weekend. A time to get things done around the house, time to play with my family, time for "me". But, here it is, Sunday night and I don't feel that I achieved much of anything. Yes, we did grocery shopping. Yes, I got in 3 loads of laundry and ran the dishwasher twice. Yes, my daughters and I went for a walk, a bike ride and swimming today. And yes, I even got a couple of short naps in...but I still don't feel like I accomplished anything.

Sigh.

Sunday nights are always a time of regret for me. I had such high hopes on Friday, but pretty much did not get to check off much of my list. And the week for us flies by with almost nothing getting done. So, now I will fall into bed in another hour, read for a bit and then dream of how I can't wait for the weekend.

Viva the weekend!

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Elvis?

Well...I just returned from my first trip to Las Vegas. Unfortunately, it was a work trip, so I didn't really get to enjoy the city too much. Dang! My goal before arriving was to be able to find Elvis and also see some "working girls" (if you know what I mean). While I am sure I was probably oblivious to many of these "girls", and heck maybe even a plain-clothed Elvis too, I came back empty-handed on both accounts.

I did learn the basics of Craps, when to double down and how quick the Roulette wheel can bring you fortune...but I observed all of those from afar. You see, being someone with very little money, the thought of gambling scares me to death. So, me and my $3 spent a lovely night at the penny slots. The thrill of the ching-ching bling-bling was still quite exciting. Oh, and the 99 cent margarita on Fremont was quite tasty!

My work had me reporting in at 5:30am on some days and at work events until midnight, so I was a tired puppy. Especially also trying to get used to that 3 hour time difference.

So, I am hoping someday to take my hubby out there on a well-deserved vacation where we can have the time of our lives!

Viva Las Vegas Baby!

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Fay is FAY-bulous!

Well...just sitting around waiting for little ol' Tropical Storm Fay to come a' knockin'. Or I guess that should be come a' blowin'. Anywho, looks like she may avoid the Tampa Bay area altogether, so no worries, right? Hmmm...I also thought I was avoiding a guy named Hurricane Charley 4 years ago and ended up driving 4 hours to Orlando (ummm..you may say "it doesn't take 4 hours to drive to Orlando"..and I will say, "well, duh, but everyone was going there") and right into the so-called eye of the hurricane. Long story, but after my Charley experience, I just don't seem to have too much panic regarding a Tropical Storm.

So, even though the 1st day of school has been canceled, and my husband's work is officially closed down, it will be a normal work day in LA's life.

Bummer. I was really hoping to sleep in and get some laundry done (seriously, I am WAY behind on laundry).

Faith Hope Love-
LA :)

Irish Pub Theater! Oh My Lucky Charms!

Well, this Irish Pub Theater is becoming old hat now!!! 2nd time is a charm. Actually I think I enjoyed the 1st time better...because this time my scene was LAST (I was told it was because of the old "let's save the best for last"...hmmmm, maybe now that I think about it...maybe she was LYING), and by the time it came around (like 2 hours later) the place had lost about 1/2 of the crowd. I was bummed. I wish we could have went on in the 1st set. Nonetheless, it was still good and funny and included A LOT of ad-libbing! Let's just say that my scene included:

*a chair that squeaked like a fart when sitting on it
*a scene partner who forgot lines
*a scene partner who starting choking on a french fry (I really think it was a ploy just to cover up the fact that he forgot his lines...a COVER UP)

But, I was praised by many for my ad-libbing skills...so, kudos to me! HA! Oh, btw, it was the opening car/cafe scene from When Harry Met Sally. Fun stuff. I love Meg Ryan.

On another note, my new-found acting friends are also wannabe writers like myself! Woohoo! It is great when you find a group of people that you have common interests. It is such a nice feeling to have a social life and FRIENDS! HAHA! Anyway, this weekend we are having a writer's group meeting...SCAT...and I am invited! I submitted my first chapter of The Cross Country Adventures of Ann and Beth. I am nervous to get their feedback/constructive criticism...but know it will be worth it. Hopefully it will give me that KICK IN THE BUTT that is SOOOOOO needed (no further comments on that right now...).

Okay my leprechaun friends...until next time!

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Freaky-ness in the Park

Today was quite the Freaky Friday! (Sorry, I couldn't help myself!) My theater group did Theater in the Park tonight. My daughters did scenes from their kids play, which debuted last weekend. And then my gorg-e-ou-so daughters (E-12 and J-8) and I did a scene from Freaky Friday. It was a lot of fun and I think everyone really loved it. It was also quite the family affair, because my talented hubby was the sound man who pimped us out with tons of sound equipment and made us sound wonderful (even the howling wind).

Having fun, fun, fun with the theater group! Up next, the library performance where I do a dramatic monologue from Wisdom of Eve. Kind of a challenge for me...because, well, it is dramatic. I am much more comfortable playing the goofy parts. :) but, it is all good and I am enjoying it mucho!

Alrighty, I certainly hope I change back into my own body by tomorrow morning...heehee!

Faith Hope Love-
LA

Anyone Know a Good Agent?????

Yeah, I expect to be signing a contract any day now. LOL! Last night was my acting debut at Flanagan’s Irish Pub. It was a quaint little event, but the place was packed. I have joined my community theater group and can I say that I am having a simply FABULOUS time? I have been told by some (and I am not modest at all..heehee) that I am a “natural” and have “it”. Too funny…but again, lots of fun.

Anywho…I did a monologue last night from the play listed below. I learned it in 1 ½ weeks. Here it is (but much more energetic when I did it..heehee):

SCUBA LESSONS

A monologue from the play by Joseph Zeccola

KELLY: Did you ever wake up and know it was gonna be your day? I did. Today. First time. I woke up five minutes before my alarm went off. The sun was shining, the birds chirping, I felt warm all over and then... ... I read my horoscope. “Today is your day!!! What you dreamed about becomes real. Romance figures prominently. Musical notes involved.” Okay--I don’t get the musical notes thing either--but that’s not the point. The point is it said today is my day. And it has been--all day!!! I got on the scale--I was five pounds thinner, and that was after getting out of the shower. On my way out the door, my manager tells me he’s going to fix the broken closet in my apartment I reported six months ago. Normally I wouldn’t believe it, because I have rotten luck. But I’ve had this feeling all day. And that’s leaving out the best part of my horoscope: “Romance figures Prominently.” [She looks around the cafe.] He’s not here yet. Martin. My date. Actually it’s a blind date. Both Dan and I have blind dates tonight. Which would normally scare me. To tell the truth I was terrified. Until this morning. I know, I know--what are the odds of finding Mr. Right on a blind date? I mean, someone who would count on that is an optimist, at best. At worst ... well--let’s not go there. I’m being an optimist. I have faith. You know my luck is actually worse with men. Until recently I’ve been convinced I have bad guy-karma. Which is why I told Dan to meet his date here, too. I had a friend at work set us up. Raul. He’s gay. We decided to meet our dates at the same place just in case they were ugly. If I knew my day was gonna be like this, I would have told him to fend for himself. [Notices a mug on the merchandise rack. She picks it up.] Do you see what I mean?!! This is my favorite painting on this coffee mug. I was in here two days ago and they didn’t have this mug. This is like some giant cosmic accident. It’s fate. Did I tell you I found a parking space in less than five minutes. My favorite painting. "The Scream." Dan says only freaks like that painting. I think only tactless jerks call their friends freaks. [Looks over to DAN and RAYNE.] It looks like the jerk’s doing okay so far. He hasn’t pissed her off yet. She looks okay. Seems a little thin for Dan though. He’s Italian, they like those buxom women. Or at least he does. And he thinks he speaks for every guinea on the planet. He doesn’t like it when I call him a guinea. [Short pause] Guinea. Oh. That’s Dan. He likes me. But we’re not. No. I mean he’s sweet. We always do stuff like this together. Well not like this. We do things. We go to the movies. We go for walks--in the park or mountains. Sometimes we even hold hands. Sometimes we come here and get coffee. Well he gets coffee. I don’t like coffee. Or tea. Actually I hate tea; but, we’re just friends. It’s hard to explain. Dan and I ... ... we just--we wouldn’t get along. We bicker constantly. Dan calls me the ex-wife he never wanted. I call him evidence to the need for artificial insemination. [Pause.] He’s really not that bad. He’s just that bad for me. Dan just needs to find a woman who isn’t annoyed by him. And who isn’t meeting her soulmate tonight.

You are impressed, right? HA! This whole theater thing has been taking up a lot if my evenings, and I do still have that other small thing I need to accomplish. What was that?? I know there is something…Oh yeah…WRITING A BOOK by the end of summer.

I need to get cracking on that.

Until then…break a leg.

Faith Hope Love-
LA ☺

Ballerina Girl

What was your dream profession when you were growing up? I wanted to be a ballerina…despite the fact that I never took a dance class and quite honestly probably had a zero chance of being any good as a ballerina. But, I used to dance around my room and dream. When I went off to college, my freshman year I took my one and only ballet class. Ummm….I wasn’t very good. I blame it on the fact that I was 18 and not 6. Although I did take jazz class the next year and really got into that. But, that was it. I am now a "not-so-thirty-something-anymore-really-short-legged-wannabe-dancer”.

And, yes, I think I can dance.

I love that show. Mia Michaels is an awesome choreographer. I love all her pieces and wish I could conform my body into those odd configurements. She has so much emotion in all of them.

I think I have enough passion and creativity that I could have been a choreographer. Well, that is if I were a trained dancer. Heehee…

But, ya know…Kat Deeley has zero dance experience. I could definitely be her. A very short version of her…and no accent.

Happy Friday the 13th!

Faith Hope Love-
LA ☺

Short and Sweet (like me...heehee)

Yep…let’s make this one short and sweet (and see how short I look beside her????). I promise I will write more later to make up for my 6 weeks absence. Wow! What a slacker I am.

I have been busy. (Excuse)

The end of the school year was crazy. (Another excuse)

My husband is starting a new band. (What does that have to do with me? Excuse)

Work has been crazy. (Excuse excuse excuse)

I am lazy. I am a procrastinator. I am unmotivated. (That’s more like it! Take some accountablility!)

That’s about all I can say.

More to come…but here are the past 6 weeks highlights:

• It is officially summer vacation – the girls’ are now in 7th and 3rd grades….yikes!
• K quit his current band and is forming a new rockin’ band…exciting!
• Work really is busy and I have assumed some additional responsibilities…ugh!
• I have joined my local community theatre group and am having a blast…YEAH!

I haven’t advanced much on my book. But, I have set a new goal of finishing it by end of summer break. 10 weeks and 20,000 words! I wrote 820 yesterday at lunch, so that is a good summer start. Still a long ways to go though.

Sigh.

Smile, Breathe and Go Slowly.

Faith Hope Love-
LA ☺

Monday Morning Heebie Jeebies...

Do you believe in signs?

My lovely Monday morning started off with a bang this morning. I have to believe that it was testing me in some sort of a way. A decision-making exercise? Learning how to simplify and slow down? Patience?

Let’s see, I got up at 6:09am (thanks to one hit of the snooze button) and headed into the bathroom to do my morning “release” and heard a noise. To me, the distinct sound of “something” falling. Yes, I just knew what it was. I opened the shower curtain, and sure enough was greeted by an antennae-waving palmetto bug wishing me a good morning while he was hanging upside down on my back scrubber.

Hmmm…decision-making time. What the heck do I do? I HATE these bugs. If you live anywhere in the south, you know what I am talking about. But they are inevitable. They are part of our tropical environment. Also, they can run really fast and have been known to fly through the air…so not always the easiest to conquer. So, fast decision-making on my part, I slowly lifted the brush off the shower rack and moved it towards the toilet. My friend seemed unfazed and kept waving at me the whole time.

Thump! I whack him into the toilet and do a quick flush. Well, that little stinker got to the safety of the side of the bowl right before the final water went down and went to hang out under the rim. So I stood there and watched. And waited. What should I do? Get out the toilet brush? Instead, he finally ventures out and takes a stroll around the bowl. FLUSH! I send him swirling, again, to sewer heaven and this time he finally makes his exit. But I still stand there and stare into the bowl…wondering if, by chance, he would enter again doing a backstroke. I finally decide to hit the shower (although you can bet that I will look into the bowl every time I go to the bathroom now…just in case).

Let’s move ahead. I am now freshly out of the shower and head into the kitchen and flip the light switch on. Due to my recent incident, I decide to do a quick glance around the room (the whole turning on a light in the room makes the ugly bugs scamper). Nothing. So, I fill my animals food bowls, which consists of me going in and out our laundry room door approximately 3 times. But, as I go to push the door open the 4th time to get the ironing board…BOOM...right there at eye level is a relative of my latest sewer friend. Um, where was he like 30 seconds ago? Needless to say, I am shocked and disgusted and ugh…I hate those bugs.

Again, what do I do? They run fast. They give me the heebie jeebies. I grab one of K’s sandals and I give a whole-hearted thump. And, by golly, he falls to the floor. Well, to make sure he isn’t playing opossum (we have had a really, truly dead opossum in our backyard though and it was the most DISGUSTING thing…anywho…), I gave him 3-4 extra thumps on the floor just to make sure.

So, needless to say, that was a grand start to my morning. My husband will try to beat me though with his story of how a big venomous snake chased him yesterday…but I will let him have the honors of that.
Anywho…I think I started the week off with some good decision-making skills and should be ready to face the week with high expectations. Or maybe, events will happen this week that will make my skin crawl. But let’s be optimistic! Woohoo! I am a leader! I can make decisions! I can take care of myself!

Faith Hope Love-
La ☺

The Seven Year Itch...

It is a cliché that has been known to occur. Many people experience it in their marriage. Well, unfortunately (or fortunately?), my husband and I experience it in our location. We seem to be on a cycle.

Let’s review:
• Seven years in Orlando
• Seven years in Indiana

And now we are back in Florida. For seven years?? Well, when we relocated this time, we promised that this is it. We are back in Florida. This is where we want to be. No more moving. This is it.

Deep in my heart, I want to say yes. I want us to settle down and create strong friendships and ties to our neighborhood and cute little town. I want my girls’ to actually stay in a school for longer than a year.

But I can’t make any promises. I am fickle in that way. I get bored. I want more. The grass is always greener. The many what-if’s out there…

We have been in the Tampa Bay area for almost 4 years now. On the positive side, I am mostly pleased. I love the beach…I love the water…I love the warmness. I have a cool job where I can wear shorts and flip-flops, and I am surrounded by incredibly creative people. We have Disney annual passes. My husband is able to play music, albeit not quite full-time like he would desire (yet!). And my youngest daughter has been at the same elementary school for 2 years now (my oldest has been in 5 different schools in 5 years…although next year will be a 2nd year at one school).

On the negative side, the housing is incredibly expensive. Our escrow has grown $400 in the 2+ years we have owned our house. My husband had to take a 50% cut in pay for us to live here. Financially, it is really rough. Also, we don’t have the great neighborhood like we had up North with the cul-de-sac and all the kids driving around their Barbie Jeeps. My oldest doesn’t have any friends in our neighborhood because of our wacky school system.

And I always have that “the grass is greener” mentality. I don’t know if it is because I am such a dreamer??

Who knows what the future holds. All I know is there is no way I am giving up my dreamer mindset. That is what keeps me sane and motivated.

Next stop????? Austin, TX???

Faith Hope Love,
LA ☺

Ride the Wave!

Obviously I go in waves. I get on a huge kick that I am gong to write, write, write. And I do. And then the sea calms down and I have a dry spell where I go for weeks without writing a darn thing. Go! Go! Go! Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

It makes me angry at myself, because I know what is inside me and the goals I could reach if I just had enough discipline to do it. Come on, quite honestly, a mere 500 words a day would only take me about ½ hour in actuality…but I guess it is more the inspiration and drive that I need to maintain.

I have an outline for my book. I know the events that are going to happen (and with the wonders of cut and paste and can change those up as much as I like). So, it is not like I don’t know “what” to write. It is more like I need the motivation to write.

Okay, I have motivation. My motivation is to complete my book(s) and to get them published and possibly have a comfortable career as a writer. That is my end-goal. My dream. My undying motivation.

So, what is the problem? I obviously am looking at it at this point as a “job” and I need to stop doing that. I think that is what puts the kibosh on my motivation. I am already at work ALL day, then I come home and work (dinner, chores, helping the girls’ with homework, etc). I want “my” time, which unfortunately usually consists of sitting in front of the TV.

Sigh.

So, here is my challenge to myself. Change my mindset of writing as a “job”. It is a tool at this point that could possibly be made into a “career”. I need to write daily. Something. Anything. Even if it is a post n this blog, at least I am getting into the writer mindset.

1. Write something every day
a. Blog post
b. Book
2. Complete a minimum of 2,000 words a week in my book

I still love waves. They are one of the reasons I live in Florida. But, I would much rather live my dream of being a writer and taking my laptop to the beach to listen to the waves while I write than be the wave myself.

Live the dream.

Faith Hope Love-
LA ☺

I would rather be golfing...

Happy Friday! Happy Good Friday!

I am slaving away at work today, while my main man is still asleep in bed. Poor him. Since he has a day off all to himself, we thought he should have a K Day! Which he declined, because he said it would be too expensive. When I asked what his expenses would be…he declined to answer. Uh huh… Now I will get the guilt trip forever about how he didn’t get K Day…but I got LA Day! I think I will text him now and tell him to go golfing…

So, I was able to get in my required 500 words yesterday. Unfortunately I have fallen short for the other days of the week. But, I need to remember that “stick to one goal” and REALLY get it done. I am close to 13,000 words. I think I can…I think I can…

We have a “no band zone” weekend, which means we can actually go check out some live music in our area. It also means I can actually get to bed at a reasonable time.

Later.

Faith Hope Love-
LA