This is called a blog.

Here I am!!!! Barely making it to post a real blog in January! Where did it go????? Holy Cow!

So, I'm still typing the novel I finished writing in August. Currently, I'm at 226 pages (double spaced) which is 54,435 words with 69 pages left to type!!! I'm so excited! After I'm done typing I'll print out a copy and then edit the pants off my story (so to speak). Then, after I've got it in a place where I don't think people will run away from it, I'll print out a few more copies and give them to the list of people that I would like to read my novel for the first time EVER!!!! No one has read this story yet. Well, my creative writing class read the first draft of the first chapter, but I've completely re-written that chapter so, essentially, no one has read my novel, still. So, I'm going to be anxiously awaiting the reactions from my first readers.

Concerning my novel that I'm currently writing, I'm at 108 pages which is 28,487 words. I'd say I'm about halfway done with this story! It's a pretty exciting concept really and I hope I can keep my momentum going. I've been working on this novel (or the concept for this novel) since my freshman year of high school. So, it's been a really long time. I wrote myself into a corner and then I tried to go back and make it work, but I've now scrapped the first draft almost entirely and am now doing a lot better with the story. To be honest, I don't think this novel will need as serious of an edit before I let people read it.

In other news, I'm taking riding lessons to learn how to jump. And, once I've got the concept a little better, we are going to teach my horse how to jump (fingers crossed that she enjoys jumping). I'm really excited about learning how to jump because for one thing, it's on my Bucket List. For another thing, I've only wanted to learn how to jump for AGES!!!! So now that I'm learning about it and how to do it, I really like it. I believe I have my genes (*hint *hint: my mother) to thank for that. We took my horse over to the barn where I've been getting lessons yesterday so that we can start whipping her into shape (again . . . it's been a while). I'll be able to go after work and ride her whenever I want because the barn has an indoor arena which is brilliant!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, I'm going to be posting a special blog in February for an anti-bullying campaign that has to do with a good friend of mine. I hope you'll read it and pass on the message. :)




Writing-ness


“Have you thought of taking them up on the offer?” Mav said after a while.

Fey didn’t answer. She didn’t want to think about it. It was her mother’s fault

that she had lost every single job that she had managed to get the last eight

attempts. The look on her face must have given something away to Mav because she

couldn’t help smiling at her best friend.

“Fey, listen. I know you blame your mother. And you probably should, but at the

same time I don’t know why you’re running away from this. You’d be brilliant and

you know it. You just don’t want to take what has easily been put in front of

you. They’re practically beating down your door to have you on their team. And no

one’s saying you’d have to work with your mother.”

“You know her though,” interrupted Fey, “She’ll have requested it personally. I

hate how she does that.”

“Okay, think of it this way. Would you rather bounce from pointless, boring job to

even more pointless and more boring and probably as dead-ended as a bleach blonde’s

fried hair job, or,” she held up her hand as Fey tried to interrupt again, “Or,

would you rather be an exciting person again and do something you would enjoy?”

“I’ve thought about it alright? Are you happy? I think about it all the time! It

would be exciting and dangerous and an adventure. I’d be an exciting person again,

but I’d have to work with my mother! Don’t you think that’s a point against the

job? I mean, come on.”

Mav was smiling again as she added another calla lily to the vase. Fey couldn’t

help but smile, too.

“It would be fun,” she admitted.

“I’m just trying to make you see that you’d be happy,” said Mav sympathetically. “I

mean come on, Fey. You haven’t been a happy adventurous person since college.”

“We used to have so much fun,” said Fey sitting down. They spent the rest of the

night reminiscing about college and all the adventures they had, and all the

trouble they almost got into.

As Mav got up to leave, she turned and looked at Fey.

“Just call them tomorrow and see what they’re offering,” she said.

“Okay, okay. Now go home and get to bed so you can get up ridiculously early,”

laughed Fey.

“And don’t forget to call me as soon as you’re off the phone with them. I want to

know everything! Night, Fey!”

The door shut and Fey found herself daydreaming about what it would be like to go

to work to have adventures every day. Granted, she didn’t kid herself into

thinking that every day would be exciting but it would be better than typing

pointless emails to people she would never meet and never cared to meet about some

boring pointless issue that was coming up.

“I will call them,” she said to herself. The finality of her tone made her laugh.

She went about her nightly routine and when she closed her eyes to sleep she felt

excitement well up in her for the phone call tomorrow morning. She smiled, turned

over, and fell asleep.






Taciturn

2011 In Words I Chose (if not a bit randomly)

Happy 2011 Times -Perusing

Here Goes! -Flabbergasted

Dear February, You Crack Me Up! -Thunder

"March Maddness" Is About Right -Eschew

There Went April . . . Ooops! -Revolution

And Here's Mays -Zephyr

Mission Accomplished!! -Accomplishment!

"I need to live a little, have some fun" -Flippant

Wedding, Vacation, Writing ..... Education???? -Agathokakological

On To August -Pistachios

Stuff of September Month -Circumlocution

Oh, It's October, isn't it -Conterminous

Another For November . . . barely -Pettifogger













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