Slow to Post Thang Happens

For shame that nothing’s been written here, and today that’s changing. This simple post is a reminder to myself that my personal blog can use some simple, personal touches, like frequent updates. For one, I’m still writing (covered on my writing blog), and I’ve been working on getting an item published.

I grew my facial hair, and the hair on my head out. It’s been looking wild and rough, and I kind like it as an experiment, as I haven’t grown the hair on my head out in years. It’s not as cool as the other thick beards I’ve seen dudes with, but this was a good learning for me. A friend called my look, “bohemian,” which may be a great way to describe it. Speaking of hair, I need to wash the one on the top. Just to get it to clean, and I’ve done my writing quota for the day.

Revising

Tried to revise a post for my CINEs blog, but that stalled. Apparently I need to not look at it for a short while. Sitting in the rocking chair outside. Dusted it off with a rag to get rid of excess pollen. Needed to go outside, even if for five mins and chill. Then I dicided to write this post. It's cool in the shade, and warm in the sun. I can relax a little. 

Thursday

As I sit in this chair and look down at the keyboard, I'm reminded that updates don't type themselves.  Commitment is tricky, but it can be good. I slipped in the updates, so getting back is promising. I need to keep writing.  I feel like I have nothing to say, but that's wrong. My mind is simply in a state of chaos. It needs some settling, or I need to figure a way to get myself focused. 

Back To Writing

I promised myself two things: one is to keep working on the novel I started. The second is to upkeep my personal blog.  The personal blog always gets the short end of the stick, and since I'm procrastinating a little, I might as well get a blog post in.  

I must be fair. I did write a few hundred words this morning. I also started writing more while sitting out in the patio.  It's been cool, breezy, and rainy outside.  Since there was a chance that it would be bug-biting free for a short time, and I wanted a break from my laptop, I took to writing outside. I'm happy to collect myself, or refresh as the case may be, and get some things done.  

I did manage to write three paragraphs for the novel, so it isn't me 100% slacking off. I'd like to get a couple more paragraphs written while I'm outside to at least call what I'm doing more of a success. So my procrastinating allowed me to fulfill a promise as well as keep writing. Not bad for the first part of the day. 

Hello Again

I'm trying to get myself into gear with writing and managing my social media, so this is one attempt to get my Blogger page together. All it takes is five sentences to make a paragraph, and I think I can manage to type this.

To make a stronger topic for my blog, I wrote, and, submitted a story for consideration to e-publish via Amazon. I don't know if it'll be accepted, but I needed to make an effort to get something positive done in regards to prose writing. I'm always writing, but the prose suffered greatly, as I hit a stump, and refused to write it out. I was being timid, when I needed to be a lion.

It's been a mad few days of events that's left me frustrated, and feeling like I crashed into a wall repeatedly. That has left me thinking of how to do something while I try to recover from the stress. I need to keep myself doing things that offer me positive expressions.

The sky has opened some, and putting some effort into getting my writing back in shape is one of the things I'd like to do today. Hello again, Blogger. I want you to shine, like back in the day. Let me at least put the effort into the material. I know I may not get it at 100%, but I won't give up on you.

Writing with a Goal in Mind

A good friend helped me brainstorm an outline today. The main bulk of the techniques was to put forth ideas AND get them down on paper. It lead me to keep writing and finishing that outline. 

I later wrote out another concept and outline for that. Both are what I see as rough drafts. After they cool for a bit, I'll rewrite them to fit the screenplay format. It's good to have ideas and get them down on paper. Progress is a great thing even if it feels like baby steps. 

Promised myself five to seven outlines this week (ending on this upcoming Saturday). I even took a concept I wrote out on Sunday to use some of the techniques I developed to "tighten" the concept. I have three other outlines that could use this tightening as well. 

Brain Powah

As I try to get stuf together, and by stuff, I mean thoughts, I can see it's not 100% working for me. I'm surrounded by silence and a persistent meh-ness. That's got to go. Writing and reading (not at the same time) but doing it nonetheless and my mind rejects it all. I feel like a mess. What I need is some sleep. That won't happen for another few hours but I am tired. Tired. 

Forgive Me

Hadn't written a post in a hot minute, and that's fowl. I need to keep writing. Ice had this blog forever, and I owe it to myself to keep something fresh on here, or fail. There no failing in house Haynes, only temporary setbacks. Remember this as I survive the changes, weather the storms, and climb the mountains of struggle laid out before me. 

Late

It's late and I haven't written in a while. Since I'm awake, and I want a decent paragraph or two here, met me put something down. I so want this night to be peaceful and calm. Sipping peppermint tea as I try to cozy up to dreamland. Not sleepy yet and I wonder what the deal is with my sleep pattern. 

Late Night Post

I'm gonna keep this short and sweet. Time for bed. I wrote out ideas for a treatment on paper no less. No typing available at the time. Loved coming home and loafing like a champ. Wish I could loaf some more, but I'm in bed loving this cause a nap is in my immediate future. This post was not as short as I thought, and not bad either. 

Have a good night and be happy. Time for some Thundarr the Barbarian and dreamland. 

More Delays

Well, I slowed down near completely with my blog. I embarrass myself as someone who likes to write a lot. That's not to say I haven't been writing, because I have. Let me apologize in advance is the auto correct remixes my text. That wasn't my plan at all.

I find myself sitting in an auto repair shop and not paying mind to the tv that's on. I like that its on History Channel, which is a pleasant conversion from the shitty talk shows that was on the last time I was here (Maury, anyone).

In regards to writing I got my screenplay to draft four. I feel this would have never happens if I didn't keep writing. Also need to enjoy my day. It's raining (lightly) but that's not a bad thing. I'm up early when I kinda want to lay on my couch and watch Forbidden Planet for the umpteenth time. Yeah, it's dorky, but its my thing.

Laters. Take care, and keep your head up.

Chillaxing

IU found I needed to give my mind a rest, but while I was stuck in a video game world, I didn't feel like I was resting. It sounds silly, as I don't mind getting lost in games from time to time, BUT I wasn't writing, and I always feel like writing gets the short change for the bulk of the day, which annoys the heck outta me.  I know I can write more if I do what needs to be done, and stop being a fool about what's important to me.

Perhaps writing isn't important. Perhaps it's too painful and difficult for me to perceive and master.  perhaps I don't have what it takes to be a good enough person to comprehend all the damn nuances that writing can bring to my life. I'd then say that I'm a real hot mess who has never taken himself serious enough to take control of things I need to take control of.  It's too easy to surrender to despair.  It's too easy to give up and walk away. It's certainly too easy to get lost in games and forget that I should be doing more.

This is not to deny myself any gaming time. For as long as I have interest in games, I will continue to play them.  I need some structure in my activities, cause me time can be games, reading, watching movies/TV shows, writing, more writing, and keeping up with them all. In fact, I should always be writing, and daily. Who cares if it isn't slick or polished.

Anywho, since I pulled away from the game room, I can sit with my laptop and start with the blog post as a my warm-up. The night shall be better.  Life shall be richer. A LOT of things are looking up and better.

Home For My Holidays

Well, well, what I have I got myself into? As I cook for this Christmas, it's the first one not spent with my family, so it's of a mixed feeling.  I LOVE spending time with my family, which is far more valuable than spending money. I suppose this year is the long distance thing. There's always room for trying new things, right? Long distance isn't unbearable, or terrible. I still love my family.

I have to get some things done today, BUT I realized as I cooked for myself yesterday that I was too busy.  It was a lot of work to get things done, and I didn't write much.  However, I really liked cooking.  It was a different. I intended to write on the side, but that couldn't happen between the meals.  I loves a good meal.

Well all I have to do today is make some stuffing. It's a box recipe, and I wish I bought the baking kind, but I didn't so I guess I foot work with what I got. I also need to make myself some breakfast. Breakfast is tasty, and I feel the need to have some energy going on.  It's that or I eat a cupcake as a piss poor starter meal and a slice of pecan pie. Real horrible breakfast.

Today's current DVD is The Dark Knight. Why?  Hadn't looked at it in a while. It's also better than what I saw on TV earlier, which was nothing of interest.  It's either this or shut the TV off completely. A Brother has choices.

Merry Christmas, all!

Sleep and Writing

I would like to say that I'm editing a short story after getting some feedback from my writing peeps. I got the feedback, made some notes, but my mind is elsewhere. It happens sometimes and quite frankly it means to get more sleep.

Perhaps later on I should do something else. Play video games, read a book, watch a movie or two. I'm simply not in a place to be creative. I'm stubborn today. I guess that's cool that I am putting forth the drive. I I was being lazy I think I'd be wasting my day.

Sleep has been off this week. Sometimes I'm acing it, other times I've stayed up too late and I can't get enough sleep. Also my congestion and sinuses are acting out simultaneously. I have to deal with the crappy congestion, which intake meds for, the. The sinus pressure pops up today which tells me that I need a second med.

Regardless of this meh-ness, I'm positive things shall work out. Good luck and blessings to all.

Slacking Off

I need more posts here.  Late is the hour and I'm tapped out of thoughts at the moment.  Tomorrow involves a haircut, provided I wake up on time, and do what must be done. Not feeling the TV being on, and this new deodorant smells good, and like a dunce I'm like who smells so fresh. Sometimes I'm the hot mess I never start out to be within the course of the night.  Here's to a new topic.

Blah

Hanging out and trying to get back into a creative outlook. Didn't do much today in regards to reading or writing, so that's a big boooo to that. The day is still ongoing so I won't discount any chance of a second wind.

Is sure music will improve my outlook so I put on a playlist. Never mind I feel tired after devouring more turkey. I may have inadvertently cooked my own goose trying to get myself together and filling my belly.

National Novel Writing Month

Well five days into November and I'm participating in NaNoWriMo. It's quite the challenge to write daily, and leave the material be, and keep moving onto the next parts.  I can tell you it's very disjointed, and I feel like it's a mess.  it reminds me of when I drew or painted something how it looks so far away and incomplete.  Finally it takes form after hours of work. In this case after a month what I'll have a HUGE mess, and  will have to leave it be to cool down and revise afterwards.  But what I will have is a novel.

It may mean nothing at all, it may never go anywhere, but it will have one draft done. It's got a science fiction and fantasy vibe, but it also has this surreal and psychedelic aspects. I kinda think it shall have some horror aspects, but its early in the game.

Intimidation Factors

Working on revising a short story, and nothing gets to me like the anxiety of re-approaching written material.  So I'm looking at a hand edited piece of work with fear and nervousness.  Needless to say the fear is unwarranted, and I know I'm going to tackle the material regardless. Still there was this moment where I looked at the story and felt afraid to touch it.

No this story ain't too precious to revise.  I just found myself having a fear that should go away soon, because one of my goals is to get this story published. Also have a second  story to get to the writing group for critique and get that feedback. Sometimes this is just a phase and phobia that dissipates into the ether.  If I have to have a stare down with the material I will.

I wanna look back and laugh at myself for this moment. It shall pass. It's telling me to go preoccupy my mind with other things till I get myself off the anxiety.  A little gaming perhaps.  A trip to the D laugh at myself for this?

Getting Up and Doing Things

Didn't really want to get up today, but I needed to do some laundry.  I feel like I needed to get this done and then I can relax a bit.  Doing laundry early means I don't have to deal with it at the last moment and possibly throwing myself all over the place to get crap done.  Didn't even wait for the alarm to go off this morning. Damn. Then again I was in bed my midnight. How I hate beating myself to the punch.  Who you supposed to hating on?

Hating on oneself seems a bit futile. It's not like you can punch yourself in the face. Well you could, but that's stupid. Could you press charges against yourself?  I bet that'd be something. Take that to trial.  You'd have to simultaneously defend and prosecute yourself. Ah duality. It keeps the world in conflict, and the people with rage against themselves. Sorta like Darth Vader, but zero force powers, lightsaber, or Deathstar.  If you can't have the cool stuff that comes  with being Vader, why bother with the hate? Let go of your anger.      

My lesson for this early morning. Nothing beats freshly washed and dried pairs of undies. Make them so fresh, you have to slap them before you put them on for being so damn cheeky. Also smiling helps me out a whole lot.  Not forced smiles. Being able to laugh and help others laugh makes me feel good.  Much love and blessings to all, and I pray things go smoothly for y'all.

Unemployment Sucks Part 45: Like a Boomerang

Looking at improving my day and I realize I'm not writing well. For me this is odd. Did I drink enough water, or eat enough?  All I'm getting is a few sentences out of me, which may mean I need to stop writing and chillax. Promised myself to limit my social media interaction (meaning Facebook, which I live on) in order to get things done, and I'm finding when I turn on the computer all I want to do is goof off and not write. It's far more easier to goof off than write. Writing requires thought and my poor mind doesn't want to work.

I do know that I'm writing this "starter" paragraph and allowing it to cool off, then coming back to add and revise. Perhaps that's the writing lesson for today, to write something briskly, and return like a boomerang. Since I prayed about getting my writing in order, among other things, I feel a need to write more than what I have.  I'm feeling there's nothing to say, and waiting for inspiration, however the reason I started this series on my blog was my unemployment. Is that not an ongoing topic?

Well today was like several of the others. I still have my life and health. My finances could use some level up powers or Viagra to get it up. I'm still the man 'cause in spite of going all emo, I'm getting stuff written. I made some personal goals today I want to jump on. That means pushing more story out and believing that I can get this damn post to my typical standards. It's not like potential and opportunities went completely away.

A little known fact is that I revise several of my posts before and after I publish them. It means I need to get better at writing.  BTW I have all these ideas I told myself to jot down, and went off goofing on Facebook. In that case I sabotaged myself. That's not what I need right now. I need to get myself together once more. I got a lot of work to do and only I can get it done. No time to be scared of what could be, cause what have now isn't much.