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November 2016 Dy 15

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No word count on todays NaNoWriMo, mostly due in fact that I am hosting a Write In down at the library and will be doing my writing then. So, it will be later tonight before I get my writing in and get that word count. Only 15 days left to go!! WOOT!

 

So now on to BlogHer

 

Todays prompt:

Nov. 15: What are the best/worst dishes at Thanksgiving dinner?

 

Well, I don’t like turkey too much, so my go to is ham. I made the best glaze for my ham one year, and it was just sort of a toss things together sort of thing. I never wrote down what exactly I had done. And now I don’t remember it at all.

 

My biggest fail was trying to cook a turkey. I was trying to have something everyone liked. Well, you cant bake a ham and a turkey at the same time. Who knew? So, yeah, turkey didn’t get cooked all the way. And that was the year I tried stuffing rather than cornbread dressing. DISASTER!

 

I also bake a lot. I’ve had apple pie disasters, muffins that just were so dry to could use them as charcoal brickets.

 

Some things I never fail at are the yeast clover rolls and the giblet gravy. They always turned out awesome. And, of course, my cranberry sauce comes from a can…how can you mess that up? 🙂

 


November 2016 Day 14

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This mornings NaNoWriMo writing went exceptionally well, with 3066 in words today, giving me a total of 33468 words written for the NaNo event so far. And I still plenty of days to be writing more. I wont stop at just the 50k goal, because my work would go unfinished, I imagine.

 

Now, on to NaBloPoMo

Todays prompt:

Nov. 14: What was it like to be you in 2016?

 

What was it like to be me in 2016? Who on Earth would want to put themselves in that place would be a better question to ask.

 

My highs and lows were drastic. I mean, when in a manic high phase, I could not sit still, I could not feel anything, and I did the most outrageously stupid things. I cut and cut, got stitches and stitches, all to reach a place that was unobtainable.

 

My lows were just as bad; just add in not wanting to get out of bed unless absolutely necessary.

 

Readjustments of meds abound.

 

My brain had 1001 tabs open and I couldn’t close any of them or make them go away. Insomnia ruled (and still does) me.

 

2016 seemed like a pretty bleak year looking back on it, but there were highlights that made some of the bleakness seem not so bad. My child is happy, my cats are happy.

 

My writing had its ups and downs. Sales on my first book are way down, but I am hoping that when I release Book Two, sales will pick up again.

 

I got out of the comfort zone of my locations and broadened it. I have met, and even spoken publicly to a semi-large group of people. Just getting me out of the house a few years ago, fighting agoraphobia, I would say I have come a long way.

 

November and NaNoWriMo always invigorates me, though December has me crashing down once again, so I am preparing for that, and thinking of things that will stave that off.

 

Its not so bad, being me, at times. The secret is in how well you can hide your crazy. 😉


November 2016 Day 12

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Well, my word count for NaNoWriMo is climbing daily, even though I only managed 1669 words this morning. I am in pain so bad from my back. This spinal surgery, though I dread it, is not coming along fast enough.

 

So onto other things. BlogHer doesnt give prompts for blogs on Weekends, so I thought I give you all a sneak peak of Book Two.

 

I present you a excerpt from Book Two ‘The Path of Redemption’ – mind you this is a raw cut. Enjoy!

 

Jabril traced her soft lips as she had fallen asleep, feeling the warmth within his heart. It was amazing how this dark, devious little beautiful creature had captivated him. She had snared him, and his heart, in such a short amount of time. Both had been conflicted on what they had wanted, what they had needed, and yet, despite what either had said, here they were. They had gone through so much together in a short amount of time. They had shared so much. It was amazing that it was just out of nowhere. He had believed that he would never allow anyone into his heart again, not after his lost love, his betrayer. And Addison had longed for love, someone to let into her heart, someone to depend on and help keep her from tumbling over that edge of insanity. There was something about Addison, this little beast that she was. Jabril smiled as he watched her sleeping form. She did, in fact, just try to bring the genocide of an entire city. So much destruction, even though she had been trying to correct some of it.

But now Jabril knew the why and what in her motivations. He could help her. He could set her lose to gain vengeance.

There was a demon out there that he had a slow, painful, tormenting death in mind. On further thought, he considered binding it as a slave summon. Sending it back to hell, only to make it ‘summon bound’ to the summoners will.

No. He couldn’t take this away from Addison. It was up to her how this demon was to meet its end, despite Jabril’s wish to handle it – to save her.

She needed saving from herself, not the demon.

 

There you go! Just a nibble!

 

Be sweet, my lovelies!


November 2016 Day 10

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Today I managed a very weird word count on my NaNoWriMo. I managed 2222 word count. I’m pleased with it though. I will admit, however, that the words and ideas are flowing a little slower than I would like. I can see the scenes and talks in my head, I just can’t seem to translate them onto the word document well. And its only day 10. ~face palms~ Oh, well. I’ll keep plugging away at it.

 

Now, onto the BlogHer NaBloPoMo prompt for today:

Nov. 10: Did you celebrate or commemorate your divorce or a significant breakup? Would you ever?

I did celebrate my divorce. Looking back on it now, twenty years later, I regret my actions and immaturity.

On the day I received my papers back from the judge and everything was official, I went straight away with changing my last name back to my maiden name. ON EVERYTHING.

Then, I went to work, did a little woohoo with my few friends and when the store closed for the night, we (a very large group of us) all went to the local bar we frequented and had ourselves a party. Tequila shots (my favorite) bad dancing and even worse Karaoke.

I kept up the party girl single mom out whenever I could routing for a few months before it got old. I tried dating. NOPE. So, I started doing other things. I put my time into my relationship with my daughter, worked on my cake decorating skills, focused on art and writing more and spent a lot of time at my parents.

Now-days, things are very different. That man I had divorced has grown up, become responsible, and we depend on each other for various things. I know I can depend on him, our daughter can depend on him.

I DO regret my past actions. But, I was young and stupid. I’ve matured and can look back at the many errors in my ways back then.

So, today, even though the prompt was kind of a downer, for me, things turned out wonderful in the end with years to form a fantastic relationship with the father of my daughter. He’s a good man. He wears his heart on his sleeve a lot, and gets hurt a lot, but I’m always there for me, no matter what.

I think that qualifies as a happy ending of sorts.

Be sweet, my lovelies


November 2016 Day 8

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My word count for NaNoWriMo was much better than I managed yesterday. Its only a little after 10am and I’ve managed to squeeze 2567 words out of my head and into a nice chapters. Completely scrapped the old chapter that I had been working on. I was supposed to be ‘revising’ but this is turning into a complete re-write. I’m happy with the way I’ve changed things, however. I felt Book Two wasn’t being true to Addisons character. So, I’ve re-written it, bringing more of what was seen in The Road of Darkness back. Very pleased.

Now, onto the BlogHer prompt for today:

Nov. 8: If you could redo one moment in your life, what would it be and why? How would it change who you are now?

I would have never jumped the gun and gotten married at 18. It ended in divorce. A messy and hateful divorce. We are friends now, a great support to one another, but there are things that can’t be forgotten and words that can’t be unspoken even after so many years. We keep them tucked and buried away. We are both there for our daughter. She has a support system that was lacking when she was little.

 

The downside of this would be that I wouldn’t have my daughter.

 

If I never had my daughter, my life wouldn’t be the same at all. I probably would have fallen victim even worse to my mental disorders, been locked away and forgotten. I may not even be alive. I would have never been urge that one little step further to actually publish any of my writings or share my artwork.

 

I would be a sad little woman, probably bitter and cold to everyone, except cats. As a matter of fact, I would truly be a ‘crazy cat lady’ in some derelict neighborhood somewhere.


November 2016 Day 1

November has arrived and I’ve decided to do both NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo. I haven’t done NaBloPoMo in a few years, so I thought I add some more extra mental stress to my life. >_>
I enjoy the torture, however. Coffee, smokes, forgetting to eat, living in my office and looking like something out of a horror movie. Yeah, I will have the whole zombie look down by the end of the month.
I’ve got 2513 words done for NaNo so far today. Not too shabby, if I say so myself.
As for NaBloPoMo, todays prompt is:

Nov. 1: When you’re having a bad day with your mental health, what do you do to help yourself?
To answer this, you have to bear in mind that I do have some serious mental disorders. I take a bunch of meds. I don’t like having to take all of them, but I am aware that I need them to function as a somewhat normal person. They don’t help with all my ticks and quirks, but the MEDs make them less noticeable.
As for what do I do to help myself… I simply step away. If something is stressing me, I step away. If someone is grinding that thin line of a nerve, I step away. Basically, I close myself off… from everyone. It is, from my perspective, the easiest and safest thing to do to not damage myself, or my relationships with people around me. My loved ones know me, they know my ‘issues’, and when they see the signs, they know what I will do. This is one of the reasons I don’t really have many people that are physically close to me. I have a number of friends, but they are ‘net buddies’. My family knows how to deal with me, and are saddened by some of the things I do, but they accept me regardless.
When I ‘step away’, I step into my fantasy worlds. I write, I draw. I pull out one of my dozens of coloring books and gel pens, colored pencils or markers and go to town on coloring an entire elaborate page from start to finish.
I watch movies or series. Though, I admit, I try to avoid series because I am one of those people who will binge watch from start to finish. Any other time of the year would be fine, but not in these end months.
And there we have it. Oh, I also forgot to mention pool therapy. I love it. Being in the warm water, stretching out those muscles. I am given total solitude in my hour of my pool therapy time. I listen to the music on my phone, do my exercises and I find some semblance of peace in this crazy little head of mine.
Well, day one down.

Be sweet, all my lovelies

~squishes~

 


Update on Fundraiser

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So, thus far I have raised a whopping $21.00

I’ve been pushing the social media, and just dont know what I’m doing wrong, or not doing at all. Well, other than mostly everyone I know is broke.

Just to clarify this non-profit fundraiser, I am working toward raising $300 for the nonprofit behind NaNoWriMo. As soon as I’ve raised at least $300.  If I raise $425 I can bring a friend. I know someone who would love to attend.

Mind you, fundraising money doesnt come to me, it goes directly to NaNoWriMo.

https://www.classy.org/fundraise?fcid=723914

I’m also responsible for getting myself a roundtrip flight and hotel for the night.

So, if possible, toss a few bills my way. I’ll reward you with stories, from horror to smut…>_>

 

Love my sweeties!

 


What I'll be doing…2016

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I’ve made my decision on what I’ll be doing with most of 2016. Dont worry, I’ll still be blogging my weirdness, short stories and cat stuff…but after taking a few online courses in 2015, I’ve decided that 2016 will be the year I get myself even more educated.

I’ve enrolled in several courses and different fields of study that interest me. I’m looking forward to this endeavor. Oh, I’m sure by the second week I’ll be sitting in front of my computer or laptop crying and snotting, asking myself ‘why, oh why, did you do this?’.  😀

However, these courses I’ve chosen are going to be very beneficial to my writing and opening new doors in my creative style and knowledge on the things I want to put in my book.

Also, as recommended by several people for my depression and anxiety, I’ve gotten myself a butt-load of those stress relieving coloring books. Mostly cats and carousel horses. And I already have an impressive collection of tools to color them with. Water colors, brush markers, colored pencils, markers…I mean, literally bags of materials…the artist bags with the little elastic things to keep each pencil, marker, pen, etc., seperate from another, and then the whole thing either zips up or rolls up.

Some books are designed for specific coloring materials. I think it will help me through some of my stresses. At least, I hope so.

So, my darlings, I’ll be back tomorrow evening to tell you all about my lovely day of probably getting sucked into the Netflix Vortex of Doom. I got hooked watching the Hannibal series again. ~sighs~

~loves and squishes~


Reaching decisions for the New Year…

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Well, with my ongoing depression and lack of motivation for damn near anything, I have decided that my latest novel, the sequel to The Road of Darkness, will be put on hold.

I have it nearly completed, but, I’m not enthusiastic about it.

So for the time being, I will be working on it when the mood strikes, and I will be blogging more instead, as well as keeping detailed daily journals and working on my little short stories. I may even toss you guys some smut snippets. Everyone loves the smut, right?

So, to all who have been anticipating The Path of Redemption, I am truly sorry for the set back. You can produce a good story if you are not feeling it. Thats my belief, anyway.

In the meantime, prepare yourselves for the antic of my cats, my kid, and the general tomfoolery I find myself on (completely on accident, mind you)

Thank you so much to all of you, and there are some of you I have a special rapport with… dont think this means I will stop pestering you!!!

Much love and squishes to you all, and a Good New Years to you…

~squishes more and drools a little~


Another NaNo Down

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Another year of NaNoWriMo is down. I went well above my 50,000 goal for an nice 64,100 words.

Now, the hard part starts. The rewriting and editing. Blah.

I have to admit, I do not have the same enthusiasm for Book Two, tentatively titled The Path of Redemption, as I did for the first book.

I need cheerleaders, people. Patricia doesnt count. >_> She is biased. <3 you, girl!

I have a new laptop thanks to my mother, since old one is really old and stupid. I couldnt even get chrome to open half the time. Dont get me wrong, it was a great laptop, back when it was new, years and years ago. I wont get rid of it. It will make a handy spare, and well, right now, until my daughter gets a new processor for her PC, she is using my old laptop for her school work and watching Netflix and stuff. She just plugs the HDMI into her TV and uses her wireless mouse and keyboard. So, old laptop isnt going to waste.

These two cats are an unending source of comedy. Right at this moment, I am in the middle of a Matrix/Inception style of fight between them.

I had plan to travel, but they got cancelled, and I’m not going to New Orleans this Christmas, so I set up a cheesy little Christmas tree so the daughter is entertained. She is going to hate me when she gets her ‘gag gift’. Well, the gift inside is real, its just GETTING TO the gift that is the gag. Yes, I’m evil and demented and have all year to think of weird ways to make other peoples little moments in time pure hell.

Well, I’ve got a plate of hot wings and pub chips calling my name.

~love and squishes my darlings~


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