December 11, 2012
Day Twenty Four of Thirty (nonconsecutive) Days of Writing the OMG WHAT WERE YOU DOING THIS ENTIRE TIME edition
Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. – Calvin Coolidge
Y HALLO THAR WORDPRESS.
Long time no see. AGAIN!
*blows the dust off and throws open the windows to let the fresh air in*
So much has happened and yet not. Not even sure where to begin.
On top of having a kitten, we have a puppy. Long story. The short of it is: Went on a vacation to visit brother, see my twin nieces and admire how wonderful they really are, meet the newest niece. Ended up with a puppy.
Elderly dog is still elderly and now she’s contending with two youngsters, not one. So is the owner (me) and on top of that, trying to get everyone accustomed to each other and the rhythm of the household to include housetraining the puppy so that I wasn’t cleaning up puddles of pee and piles of poo every hour.
It was distracting (along with the Incredible Power Of The Cute) to have to chase behind a puppy when things got quiet (too quiet), constantly hunt down accidents in the house, trying to anticipate when we needed to go out. I got nothing done on the writing front. Stayed caught up with AbsoluteWrite forums so that I didn’t feel like I was living in a cave with no outside contact EVER.
Not to mention the kitten and the puppy are the biggest buddies in the whole world and play all over everything and everyone. Nothing and no one was safe. Now I was chasing after two animal youngsters and still trying to keep them from playing on top of Lucy the Elder.
The puppy is, for the most part, housebroken, or at least to the point that about every hour or so she lets me know when she needs to go out to pee. Still a distraction but one I can anticipate now and so I can get back to the business of writing.
Along other lines, I had a desktop computer I was attempting to revive. It was having issues that no one techsavvy I’ve taken it to can seem to resolve. It appeared to only happen when I’m around. When there are other witnesses, it behaved. That left me to my own limited tech-knowledge devices to figure it out. I need my desktop, and thus another time and energy sink.
I did, however, get it running. The sad thing? I have no idea what I did. It works, so I suppose I shouldn’t look to hard at the gift given to me by the Benevolent Universe.
That’s not all that has been going on but it has been the biggest chunk of my mental energy. As I have a low energy state to begin with? Tends to take me down pretty fast. I’m envious of those who have children and spouses and still manage to keep a house, a fulltime job, spend time with their family. They are the champions. I just do the best I can.
That’s why there’s been no update until now. Everything seems to be settling down and I can shift my priorities back to writing first. I lost my momentum and it’s taken me this long to get it back. Here’s hoping I can keep it up.
So for better or worse, here I am with today’s Day Twenty Four, a month-plus later. Good thing I changed the subject line to nonconsecutive. Whew. Read the rest of this entry »
September 26, 2012
Writing gives you the illusion of control, and then you realize it’s just an illusion, that people are going to bring their own stuff into it. — David Sedaris
Kitten is still Rambunctious!Kitten. Dog is still Tolerant!Dog. Life continues to rock on and I got no writing done yesterday.
With nothing to really report, let’s skip on to Day Eleven! Read the rest of this entry »
September 25, 2012
A kitten is chiefly remarkable for rushing about like mad at nothing whatever, and generally stopping before it gets there – Agnes Repplier
Today’s quote is brought to you by the initials B and S (for BooSocks).
There is nothing more delightful than watching a kitten do, well, do anything. Their curiosity is delightful. Their play is endearing, followed by some bloodletting but they’re so damn cute that bleeding seems so insignificant. Their sleep is so deep it explains how they are able to wake up and spring about as if they were windups with malfunctioning mechanisms.
Just so much fun to watch. I’m not getting much done while chasing behind BooSocks. Lucy the Dog is starting to tolerate her a little more now. They actually played together a little bit before it exhausted the poor pooch and she had to go have a lie down, while BooSocks bounced to the next Incredible New Find To Play With Weeee!
I’ll be sporting scratches and scars for a while, I suspect.
Day Ten is rather short since I’m not much for discussing current projects in detail. It sucks my creative energy away and then I’m just not inclined to write it. I’d rather be writing it than writing about it, at any rate. Read the rest of this entry »
September 22, 2012
Day Eight of Thirty Days of Writing and something new and in my face…and on my hands…and in my shoes…
There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein. — Red Smith
The quote is apropos in so many ways it’s frightening considering I’m bleeding right now and not from writing.
Funny how time gets away from us when we aren’t looking.
Thirty Days of Writing sort of fell by the wayside while we were dealing with a new member of the family.
I’d get a picture of her but it’s difficult when she has two modes: Full forward, ho! and Dead To The World Where I Can’t Reach Her Or The Camera. Sadly, she has less of the second and more of the first.
It wouldn’t be so bad to have a new kitten in the house if I weren’t also dealing with an aging dog with a few medical issues. On her own, the dog is fine. She’s just old. But having a kitten latched on to her tail when she just wants to be left alone is proving to be problematic in keeping said kitten off said tail.
And keeping kitten out of trouble in general.
The dog just wants to sleep, the kitten just wants to vrooooom! So, trying to get everyone aclimated has proven to be time consuming and attention sucking. The kitten, named Beauregarde Esperanza Oolong Socks, called BooSocks says HIOMG! She is endlessly fascinated by my typing on the laptop which does a great deal in hampering any of my ability to actually get anything written. There’s a lot of blood involved.
And in between saying that and this sentence, she’s dropped off to sleep. Striking while the iron is hot.
So, here we go with Day Eight. Read the rest of this entry »