Erotic Fiction

Today is the day I say to myself, "I should or could try my hand more at writing erotic fiction." You can judge me, I don't mind. It wouldn't be the first or last time in my life. I am curious if I have what it takes to push myself in this direction. Writing in itself is rewarding, and I'm combining some things I like such as fiction, creativity, and sex.

I'm not pretending to be some great literary sage with the keys to the kingdom. Far from it. I need to push myself out of my comfort zone. I went out the gate running.

I'm being overly self-conscious about this topic. I worry too much over nothing. At the same time if I don't over-think the writing process too deeply, I will write stores, and all concerns (the angel in the room) will back off and stories get done (do not pardon the pun).  It seems every time I write/create naughty stories, good things tend to happen.  People read the material, and I get feedback. Am I onto something?  Can't think about it, just know my taboo themes work.  I'm curious if the goofy me will let the sensual me, take a drive at the wheel.  Curiosity, naughtiness, and straight up daffy humor.  It just sells itself, doesn't it?

So this is me stopping with excuses and writing more.  Who knows where this experiment will go.  Not 100% concerned with that. This is a challenge.  It may also be a fantastic flop on my part.

Longing for Longer Posts

In an effort to pump my blogs up once more, I'm looking at longer posts.  Began one already that's over one page long single spaced. It's still in the infant stages, and this time I'm looking for more quotable sources.  Also I'd like to work on a second longer post for film reviews.  One at a time I suppose.  Should keep my notebook ready, just in case I'm inspired.  Also more themed writings.  I've seen several films but let's talk about something specific about them now.  So a new chapter of writing begins.

Looking for ways to use citation and NOT be too long a post.  You see, I'd like for the new cinema post to have a bit more bite than I'm used to writing.  This means looking up sources. If I used them, I want to cite them, but since this is not an academic paper or an article I was wondering how in depth I would need to make the citations.  Certainly I want to give credit where credit is due.

Perhaps if I allude to the sources instead of directly quoting them.  I will for sure include info of the title and info I can for people to look up the parent source. For example, I am referencing the movie, and I do give information on the movies. Why not any essays, articles or books?  This is a work in progress, but I need to make some adjustments to my writing style as my demands increase.  

Get Your Imagination On: Clash of The Titans

Get Your Imagination On: Clash of The Titans

Wonder Woman: Where in the Name of Hades is this Book Taking Us?

Wonder Woman: Where in the Name of Hades is this Book Taking Us?

A little cross-promotion here.  :)

Bruised But Not Broken

This is the song of the day.  Listening to Joss Stone and this is my favorite song from Introducing Joss Stone. It represents all the struggles a person can go through, and watch them dust themselves and get back into the swing of things.

Been writing a lot of late. Need  to keep up the momentum because writing gives me a lot of joy and I have some new fiction and non-fiction I'm trying to complete.  I gotta keep dedicating time and energy to my craft. If I don't get it right now, I will work on it tomorrow.  I'm that person.  I'm bruised but not broke.

Need breakfast now.    

The Allergy Post

These are the days I miss not having insurance because over the counter allergy medicines are a mixed bag.  I've tried several of them and none of them really work like prescribed meds. Several that should have done the trick didn't.  needless to day having meds that are 24 hr don't work nearly as good as the ones that work 12 hour.  Needless to say my allergies and congestion beat on me and defy the 24 hour meds. So now I'm back to the 12 hour stuff because I got better results with them.  The end result is some relief until I get insurance back. Being unemployed sucks wild cat ass.  Let's hope a remedy is down the pike soon. Allergies just know how to turn up the dial on discomfort.

Brief not Briefs

No I'm not typing in my undies or talking about undies for that matter.  Typing this as I listen to Faith Evans' "Reasons,"which is my favorite song by her. Can listen to it all day.    Working on some longer writing pieces this week and it's getting the majority of my time.  Not cooking today, but I may marinate some spareribs today if they thawed out.  Will par boil them tomorrow if I do the marinade today. 

I have a series of short posts I'm calling The January Sessions, which are writings I didn't post for whatever reason.  Look out for them real soon.  As I said, I'm a little busy and I need to get some stuff done, like now.  

P.S. Put in an application for an office manager position and hope something comes from it.  Till then, all one needs to do is keep it moving.       

Lazy Monday Morning

Today started with me waking early and not wanting to get out of bed.  I did everything I could to stay asleep.  needless to say none of it worked.  My mind was alert.  What did I do to remedy this?  I played on my cell phone. Checked emails for any potential job responses, and looked on Twitter and Facebook, then check news. I might as well get out of bed, and see what I can do to start this day.  Writing's starting today with this post.  I feel that it's good to work on something as simple as a blog post.

I didn't do much of any writing yesterday besides blog posts, and I wish I put more time into working on projects.  The least I could have done is read something.  I did watch Breakout Kings, which seems to be my current Sunday show.  Game of Thrones starts next week Sunday, so I know there are two shows I will keep up with.

Did managed in my time yesterday to complete an application for a position of office manager.  I'm hoping for the best.

Joyride

Decided I needed to get out of the apartment, so I got up and took a ride.  It was initially supposed to be a trip to the grocery store, but since it was so early, and I didn't plan on anything other than buying food, I took a drive. It cleared my head of the cobwebs, and got me relaxed and I enjoyed that quick getaway.  Now I'm back home and by my last post you know I'm cooking.  I'm praying Sunday stays productive.

This Week's Menu

In an effort to save some more money it's time to prepare a menu for the week.  I hope to have three meals that last at least two days each. On a good note I came under my budget for grocery shopping today.  That's even better as it's near time to pay bills, and boy is the money tight!  I looked for sales on everything, and didn't go near my typical maximum allotted amount.  It could have been an ugly situation in the store today with me cringing at the cash register, embarrassing myself. Thank God

This week's menu is:

• Pork roast with cranberry sauce.  Baby spinach and broccoli and cheddar
• Okra with shrimp, wild rice and salad
• Baked chicken, salad and wild rice.  

This should cover this week's worth of meals starting today.  Pork roast is in the oven now.  It will be in there for 1 hour and 40 minutes.  Should be nice, tender and juicy.

I thought about doing a Chuck roast, but I don't want to just yet.  let me see how I feel after the Okra and shrimp meal.

Rise

Yesterday I did some late night tweets on the death of Trayvon Martin who was slain while walking home. He was accosted for nothing more than the fact that he was a black youth.  His killer was not charged and it appears a proper investigation wasn't done. Needless to say there's been huge press coverages as this case grows.  Outrage and disgust barely touches what's rightly coming from so many people.

What I'd like to address is how society still has a long way to go in order to banish racism, and how racism flourishes to this day. We have many so people of color who've been maligned, marginalized, discriminated against, not for their actions, but the color of his and her skin.  Some people are in jail or in their graves early due to the unleashed hatred and racist behaviors they used to oppress and destroy.

There are unspoken rules/attitudes about people of color "knowing your place," and not having the right to assert our rights as human beings.  Even further many don't believe that people of color can be articulate, educated, professional, and demanding.  We're all supposed to fit a stereotype and statistic. It's hardly fair and its hardly an ideal society.

When my mother arrived in Charleston, SC it was acceptable for people to call her "nigger" to her face.  In the process of obtaining her education she had to deal with instructors who didn't want to be bothered with black students. My mother imparted this to us, her children so we knew what her life was like and how we had a lot of obstacles in our paths as young men.  It's amazing to me that we've come so far in life, but it seems like the same actions repeat themselves in a day and age when the President of the United States, Mr. Barack Obama is a black man, and still respect that's due to all is given to only a few.

For my own experiences I've been the recipient of racism and discrimination many times.  These are the moments people try to steal my humanity and dignity with their actions.  The amount of lies, hatred, deceit, and pain some caused with their actions don't register with them, because some really show that they don't have to respect or treat me and others on a level with themselves.

What can any of us do in the face of this indignity?  We persevere, keep it moving, maintain our goals, and provide examples and encouragement for ourselves, each other, and the next generation. We are all people.  We are all beautify, and God willing we will rise above those who try to constrain and oppress us with their hate.  

Sleep Denied

Have not been sleeping well for the past few days, and last night was no exception.  At least my body had the decency to fall back asleep after waking up in the middle of the night.  I wonder how long this will play out.  I know there's a nap in my future.  I must claim and act upon it.  Yesterday was uneventful, other than last post's haircut mention.  At least I look good being tired.  I gotta get some writing done today.  Even if all I do is a half a page, I want something done today.

I dunno if I'll cook tonight.  I'm simply not with ideas or the mood, but its so early, I best not over think this.  I do have some leftover chili (spicy).  I'll see whats in the fridge and have a potluck.

The Hot Mess Post

I got a haircut today.  Needed to get up earlier than normal and surprise I didn't want to get up and I did what I had to do to get things done.  I like the cut.  Looks good, and professional. I always feel like a new man after a cut.

Yesterday I slept poorly and didn't sleep to late that night. It ruined my creativity.  I'm trying to get my head together to get this post done, but I'm a hot mess.  Let's see if I fare better tomorrow.

On the Menu

Today I'm making steaks.  They are thin cut ribeyes (they were on sale), and they've been marinating overnight. Will make them with some sauteed  veggies (onions, bell peppers, and mushrooms). Will make some snap peas to go along with this and a mixed green salad.  I should be pleasantly full for the next two days.

Not spending too much time blogging since I have to write, read, and cook today. I have some things I need to catch up with and complete. I feel that writing on a regular basis is highly important to keep my mind in the game.  I can tell you yesterday's movies was Clash of the Titans (1981 version), and Kill Bill Vol. 1.

Yesterday: It Went Before Monday, But Stuff Happens

Yesterday was about running a few errands then relaxing. It felt good. Jotted down plenty of notes for ideas on or stories, which is not a bad thing in my book. Was more than grateful I didn't have the blahs I typically get on Sundays. Used to working during the mornings on Sundays, but that's over with. Looking for some silver linings here. Used the time to reflect on my life and keep up my creativity.  Contemplated a lot of ideas yesterday and how to implement them.

Yesterday was also about not turning the TV on. I really wasn't keen on watching anything. Didn't even feel like gaming. Mind you, I'm not moping. That blah feeling typically has me feeling down and defeated. Not Turing the TV on has me thinking of ideas and concepts. I get this pleasant exchange for not killing my brain cells with too much television programming that does nothing but distract me with banality.  That's not to say its all bad.  A lot of it really is not for me.  

Yesterday I had some chicken wings and I swear pieces of meat always gets caught between my teeth. Got the floss and toothbrush and worked that out. Literally.

Monday is a Monday

Take the title as you will. I hope my Monday turns into a productive one in spite of feeling a tad bit drowsy.  Speaking of drowsy, I mustn't forget to take my allergy meds.  I cannot afford to have congestion creeping on me. One year it did and it was more than just ugly. Thankfully that hasn't happened in a long time. 


I need to write, and this the my start of the writing day. I felt like I've been in a sort of fog and trying to sort my way though life and creativity.  It gets dense sometimes. Thankfully I don't stop praying or believing things will improve for the better. Can't kill a dream or spirit. I work harder to keep myself going. Never give in or surrender while I have the skills to survive.      


Thought about taking a drive to escape for a moment or two and get outside of the comfort zone. Don't know where I'd go, but it may be nice to go somewhere and relax or read for a while. I'll think more on this.  

My Lovely Sleep-A-Holic Fantasies

Today was one of those days where I woke up early, turned on the TV, and fell back asleep.  Resisted the urge to do anything, and I felt like it was worth it.  Then I stumbled out of bed.  I hope this is DST effects and nothing more. I'm needing to use that time for my own projects. Never give up.    

Well I'm supposed to be writing, but found myself gabbing and laying in my favorite chair feeling like a champ.  I know that's not the way to get things done, and after doing some half-assed inspiration for a new concept last night, I was grateful I placed it in my notebook.  That reminds me to put the "available" pen back in its proper spot, since I removed it and have it in the wrong place now.

Was laughing with a friend about some ups and downs and the many good things that happen in life, which in itself is a good thing.  Yesterday I did take a few pictures that I said I would use as inspiration in part for stories and screenplays. I dunno what I have yet, but I know I liked the images.  This is the start of something exciting.  Theme is important, and I'd like to see me work closer with my ideas and themes.

Seeds

Well it was another night at my place with me looking at ways to be more productive. Today is picture taking day as I'm looking to take inspiration from my everyday surroundings.  This should be a creative and inspiring challenge.  Let's see if the seeds of a story will germinate.  Also had a weird dream I added to an idea I had late last night.  Might as well keep that in my notebooks.

I skinned my thumb yesterday.  Did it sting like crazy, and continue through last night.  I was like, stinging go away, and it was like, YOU go away. The things I must put up with tolerating.  I suppose I should be more mindful of what I'm doing to prevent little accidents like this from happening.

I Didn't Mean To Turn You On

For those in the know the song "I Didn't Mean To Turn You On" was recored by R&B star Cherelle in the 80s.  It was later covered by Robert Palmer, and I love hearing both versions of the song.  The song happens to be on my playlist at the moment.

Today the water was cut off by by the apt complex so that a pipe could be fixed.  That was supposed to happen at 9:30 Am but instead happened at 12:00 right after I fixed myself an omelette and nibbled on it.  Was ready to wash dishes and knew better. I have some saved water but would prefer to only use it if the need arises.

Speaking of Cherelle, "Saturday Love" just came on.  Love this song.  Ah memories of youth flow through my mind. When did I get old? Don't answer that. All things must change and my time came and went.  In the mind to write something and the blogs posts are merely the appetizer for the warm-up writing, and I need to go read some stuff for friends that I didn't get done cause I'm a slacker sometimes, and I never seem to get myself together like I used to.  Gotta change this outlook, cause I'm more than capable of handling things.

Need For Sleep

Last night was a bit of a hot mess for me, because I didn't get any sleep last night.  I woke early with odd dreams, that quite frankly made me feel uncomfortable. I hate those kind of dreams because for the most part I could not decipher them past how they made me feel.  I dunno what my mind attempted to tell me.  Needless to say that I was up and it was still dark outside.  I resisted the urge to turn on the TV, closed my eyes, and prayed that I fell asleep.

Got up out of bed after hearing a lot of commotion outside and stumbled out of bed, and began my morning with some correspondences.

Yesterday was about submitting a couple of applications, and my resume for some positions.  I can only keep my fingers crossed that I get a call for either one.  Needless to say having a decent job would not be bad at this point. A brother needs a job.

Did little writing, and that's being addressed right now since blogging is the first step in getting my mind on writing.

Clean, Clean, Clean

For the last couple of days I decided I did not like the way my apartment looked, and decided to do something about it. I felt mighty blue for the past few months and it reflected in my chaotic surroundings.  While it doesn't matter that it got mess, it does matter to me that it not stay this way. I decided I should do this one spot at a time and organize the area.  yesterday was the coffee and end tables along with the couch.  Today was my chair, ottoman, dinner table and TV stand/area.  Tomorrow will be the open area near the dining room.  Right now it's not so open, but filled with junk.  Gonna tackle it with gusto.  Soon the entire are will be cleaned, and looking great.

It's nice to see areas so clean and functional.  No walking over items or stumbling. Maybe this is reflective of my life, moving on up towards better things. God only knows.

The next debate will be whether to tackle the bedroom first or kitchen.  So long as I get ride of the excess junk, and keep the essentials.

P.S. I need to replace one of my dining chairs, but at the moment I'm not with the money to do so. :(   Time will improve this situation as well.

Wash, Rinse, Repeat

Yesterday was all about editing, or as a professor once said in class, "writing is rewriting."  That's no lie.  This story's getting a healthy does of attention.  As stated before, I know I have the start of something good with this short story, however the true work and challenges lie in the revisions. I wish my writing was perfect from day one, but that never happens. Revise, revise, revise.

When I read the story aloud, several spots came of as awkward or repetitive phrasing. That killed the flow of what I wanted to convey so that needs mad smoothing. I insisted on completing the read through/revisions one page at a time.  When I was done, I reread my notes, then gave it an overnight cool off period.  

I didn't get to my second story as I would have liked to.  I'm going to have to slow my pace and ambitions.  If I did a paragraph yesterday, it would make my slacking off a little more digestible.  Not write a great paragraph, but an ok paragraph. I'm making it a priortiy to get things done today.  If I have to cut the TV off and no games, that's what I will do.

Well, Well, What Have We Here?

Yesterday I looked over and edited a short story I wrote a few months ago. Did it need editing?  Oh yes it did. I had way too many grammatical mistakes. I started with one read/edit where I only looked for my typos only with a pen and a highlighter.

Originally, I presented this story to others in my writing seminar as was our assignment. We read each other's stories and gave feedback. For my part, I should have placed far more effort into this project to eliminate the typos. One or two typos would be a mistake.  Several typos and tense mixing looks completely haphazard and is the hallmark of the complete novice. In other words, a hot mess.  For the record I have graduate classes under my belt. There are high and reasonable expectations placed upon graduate students and their materials. I don't find my typos a simple mistake, but rather me not getting my writing up to par with my graduate studies skills.

Did I think I wrote a good story? Yes I did, but it went no further than me getting feedback about it. I thought I worked on a story that was a bit stronger than my usual writing, and more direct using the various exercises I learned in my writing seminar. What I should have done is put a little more effort into the final presented product. This would have made for a more polished presentation in regards to the story.  I think the idea,  the mood, and the energy that my short story conveyed, however I fumbled the delivery.

Initially I thought, while editing,  "I'm too close to the material to see it as something I could work towards improving." This was an odd statement, as I've written papers and edited them within the same week. What did was capitalize on my procrastinating skills, which is to say I didn't think it was important enough to do the revisions immediately. Yes a couple of months gives me fresh eyes to revise, but had I corrected the story, say a week from time of the feedback, the story could have been shelved, then tweaked once again. I wasted time.

I did work on other projects, but not at a frequency I think I'm capable of.  Other stories need writing and other stories need attention.  My blog needs postings.  I can say this is the topic of today, which means I'm writing once more. Needless to say, you can take someone out of graduate classes, but you can't take the graduate studies out of the person. It's time to honor those skills with a fresh revisions, and  continued writing. That would make me a lapsed hot mess.  This has been good writing today.

Where Is This Day Taking Me?

It's one of those days when I woke up and I can't get myself together. The plumbing is still being worked on the adjacent apartment, and the noise cannot be ignored by any stretch of the imagination.  It contributes to my disorientation.

Will eventually scour the internet for some new jobs and write some more.  Yesterday I tried coffee after months of not using it.  I had a sharp headache afterwards which made me rethink drinking coffee again.  It's back to drinking hot tea for me, which produces no headaches.

Need to get cracking on laying out ideas and stories, doing my writing exercises so that I can get back to being focused.  Will dig up some old essays to see where I'm going with a current idea.  I feel a bit aimless, but I did wake up sleepy and unfocused.  Best to start with today and see where it leads me to.

The Unnatural Alarm Clock

Today while being totally lazy and not wanting to get out of bed (and the room was cold to boot), I decided to get up and write.  It was the productive and wise thing to do.

When I rolled out of bed, the crudest, loudest sounds came from the next apartment.  They're fixing the plumbing. While fixing the plumbing makes life better for everyone involved, the sounds are so damn loud and intrusive that it makes the situation a bit unbearable as my floors rattle, and its loud as all get out.  It's a little too intense for the start of my day.

What can one do, but write? I work through the good and the bad and it ain't a pretty situation.  

Today

I'm up. Made my bed and loafing about. Will start writing soon. After getting stuff down on paper I'm gonna make some dinner.

Late Night Dinner is Better Than No Dinner

Last night I completed a pot of spaghetti that was more than good. It was delicious, and I am happy that I decided to cook.   For the sauce I used garlic, onions, mushrooms, salt, fresh cracked pepper, bay leaf, Italian seasonings, oregano, parsley, crushed rosemary, basil, ground  chuck, and Italian sausage (hot).  Yeah, I seasoned it well.  

I started more than late cooking, and my meal was done by 10:00 PM. I wanted to loaf and not be bothered with the activities of the day such as preparing a meal. In spite of my desire to loaf, I promised myself that I would make a meal as opposed to going to get fast food. Cooking was worth the time, in this instance. Now I had a meal that I can enjoy and relax. I don't have to cook today, and I don't have to buy fast food. I saved me some money.

Writing

I am most fortunate this morning as I managed to get my writing exercise completed.  I am more than tempted to try another to keep the juices flowing.  I need  to put a break in the middle of this cause I want to edite a short story I should have edited a while back, but was too lazy to get off my duff to do.  After than some edits for a friend. I'm looking to get myself writing every day and keeping up with at bare minimum two 20 minute exercises and edits.

I need to be a bit more stronger in the writing department and keep myself going so that things work and flow better for my writing. Also I need to make sure that I am keeping my mind active with something positive and constructive.

Learned that listing to instrumental music helps my brain out a whole lot when it comes to writing. Of late listing to my regular play lists has me singing and bobbing my head to the beats.  Not typing just me enjoying some music.  perhaps I need to set aside some music time to enjoy some of the songs.  

Dream Soup

Woke up with a mix of odd dreams I have yet to decipher. My mind is a playground of thoughts. I made my bed up in the morning for a change. Need to do some warm- up writing, and I'm plucking an idea from this jumbled dream soup I had. Food and sleep have been good to me.

Late Morning Sleep

I didn't want to get up. Found myself sleeping on the couch off and on as Law & Order: Criminal Intent marathon. At least I can say I am rested. It felt good to sleep. It felt good to wake up from sleep, thank God.

One of Those Days Part Two

I fell asleep as predicted. Woke up a few times yet I fell back asleep with no problems. Noticed it was 5:40, and some was very clear to me. It hadn't gotten dark yet. Typically by 5:30 it looks like night. It's 6:08 and there is still visible sunlight going on. My guess is that the seasons are ready to change.

Stepped outside and it is COLD! Most of winter consisted of very warm days. Thank God I had on a fleece. I saw someone outside with no sleeves and he was coughing with one of those congested sound coming from the chest. Maybe be should grab a sweater. Maybe he likes the cold.

I did go to the mailbox and noticed some parts of the walkway people failed to pick up behind their pets leaving the sidewalks nasty as all get out. Really people? Why make your mess other people's mess?

Surprise, surprise I have mail. Bills actually. Did I need to see those? Well at least I can address them now.

One of Those Days: Part One

NOTE:  As I attempted to get this post completed, I ran into complications as the color of the text and font size were out of order. All that can go wrong will go wrong.  


It's one of those days when I need to take the allergy meds and this is a new brand. Inevitably I get a little sleepy and them I lay on the couch and pass out for a short while. La-la land is in my future.

Today I was not productive but for the fact that I chatted with family and friends. Laying on the couch cements my time as a guy who loathes Saturdays for being lazy time. I make myself type this entry before dozing off. I will get some writing done today.

Speaking of writing, I failed to post my "Charleston Sessions" on my blog. I believe I talked myself out of it, which is pure blog fail on my part. That will have to change. Was worried about the mail today, like something will happen if I miss it, but it's not like that. Will endeavor to mellow out more. I feel like a fool.

Sleep is upon me. I feel my thoughts drift elsewhere. My left eye is heavier than the right eye. I don't want to do anything but right now but close them and relax until I drift off. Even my right arm rebels with this sensation of lifting bricks to type this. Madness.

Work It: Forget the Other Stuff

Today is the first of  four warm-ups.  This one will be simple, as I intend to get a lot of writing-related projects done.  I have a lot of editing/revising to do so I know I’m down for that.  Got my playlist ready based off of the song “Yo Mister” by Patti LaBelle.  It should prove to be fun an unpredictable as I’m using the iTunes Genius feature today.  If that fails I’m going to have to listen to gaming scores. 

One thing that I realize is that I’m going to have to work harder at my writing.  It won’t fall into my lap completed, you know.  I need to get my act together if I want o be part of the solution as opposed to mentally talking myself down from the projects.  I will not be ruled by fear and intimidation of what has not even taken place.  I’m more than capable of taking on the task. 

For the record I have been writing posts and been slacking off on posting them.  I need to get those done as well.  So here’s to me getting my work done.  It’s sorta like homework, but more fun, and with deeper persona satisfaction. 

Stay Blessed, peeps.  

P. S.  I may need to change to gaming scores cause I want to dance to the songs.  Patti and prince make a potent combination.  

My Hunger Game

Morning has finally decided to show up and let me know that I need a meal.  This means cooking something cause Ii don't have any bread in the house for toast.  Hell, I don't have a toaster.  I know that I need something to eat. I'm gonna have a meal, and that can't change.  Maybe an omelette?  Life is good.  Why not share it with others.

Jussoukno

It’s been a long day, and I should not feel like, life is meh.  I’m better off instead being grateful, I’m not bitter and hateful.  That I am loved and blessed, where others are stressed, and can’t pass the many tests life throws our way.  Sometimes, it just ain’t my day, and I cave into my despair.  Gotta get stop being down, my life is strong. I’m not leaving town.  Till I say so.  Just so you know.

Keep It Moving

It's been a while since my last post. Been working on some short stories this month. Very pleased with the progress. Latest story pushed me out of my comfort zone. It's amazing to make this progress.

Recover The Day, Peeps

Trying to get myself together but yesterday was feeling light-headed. Don't know what exactly happened, but I'm feeling better today. Here is to getting stuff done today that I missed while laying down.

12/30/11 - Small Victories

Today was a day to run some errands. Promised myself to look up air purifiers to take with me back home. I had one but it died on me and ever since then my allergies and congestion have beaten me in the face. On top of that I wanted to help Mom with a few supplies. It's not bad but a new purifier costs a lot of money so I hope it does what it says it can. Otherwise I think 2012 will be rough.

I need to make sure I do a blog post. I regret not typing something earlier (it's 11:52 PM). I do know that before bed I want a written commitment. Did write a few lines for the current short story down today. It is not a loss, but rather a small victory.

Writing Again

SO today I had one of my usual awakenings where I simply play on Facebook till I fully decided I should be out of bed.  What I spotted on FB today caught my eye.  A link from one of my fan pages to  a writing contest.  What's so special about that?  Well I've been in a creative slump, and I thought it might be fun to explore the concept.  So I got up, checked out more details on the laptop and began writing.  The contest has  a 2,500 word cap so I'm working with that.  It's finished for step one which is the rough draft.

It's time for a cooing off period and then I'll edit later. It's really nice to be fun an excited about a project.  For a brief time I was so caught up in the story I forgot about any woes and hardships I'm under. I really want to see if I could make of this story/concept.  It needs a lot of work but I still have time.    

Life in the Post-Nasal Drip Lane

All the darn time I have to deal with a condition called post-nasal drip.  It has a host of nasty side effects.  one of them is that sensation of choking and triggering my gag reflex all the time.  Needless to say that dry heaving convulsion is never a good feeling.  Imagine having to do that three times within a 20 minute span.  Also it does produce a lot of mucus, which in itself is gross.  Mucus that builds up behind the throat will produce a offensive odor as well.  Yes this is gross, but its things people live with.  This is on top of my allergies annoy the hell outta me.

In the past I consulted my doctor and my dentist about what's going on.  The dentist informed me if I'm brushing, scrubbing the tongue, and using mouthwash, then its possible post nasal drip.  The doctor gave me some meds that worked to an extent.

This condition can be regulated with medicines. Congestion meds do work well to thin out the mucus and clear out the nasal passages.  For instance, Mucinex D can help a whole lot. It's needed cause on top of gaging, choking and offending people can get pretty discouraging.

On top of this biological drama I decided to do an experiment.  One of them was watching my coffee intake.  Why you ask, because I used to drink venti lattes and frappes from Starbucks daily.  never mind the cost. I was a full on committed drinker.  Furthermore,  I drank coffee at home. A large cup of it to start off my day, and it was good.

When I was fired from SCAD I decided that I didn't need to go to Starbucks.  I noticed that my post-nasal dripping was calming down.  I was like where did the congestion go?  Mind you, Starbucks is not causing the PND.  I just have an aversion to the coffee-based drinks.  This weekend I decided to stop drinking regular coffee at home.  I wanted to see if I could do it, which I could.  Next I wanted to observe any upsets I would have after trying coffee today.

Without the coffee, it seemed that the the PND was not flaring and trying to make me hate life.
After my cup of coffee I started coughing, hacking, gaging and having excess mucus. All of the symptoms of post-nasal drip came back to me with a vengeance.  Let me tell you, I could not get to the Mucinex fast enough. It was horrible.  Sadly this means coffee is off the list of hot drinks.  Hello tea, please don't beat the crap outta my kidneys.  

The Comfort Zone

For those not in the know I originally named the blog after the song by Vanessa Williams.  Later down the line I knew that would change, but at the time blogs were a new thing and I was looking for a good name.  BTW that's the song that was playing while I typed this entry.  I love nostalgia.

This is about trying to get some writing done and feeling often that it can't be done.  Wrote out two pages of script today and I know I can do more.  I need to at least grab my outline (what did I do with it) and follow the plan I laid out for the story.  Now I see the need for an outline. I need to get at least a few more pages done and I will feel like I wrote today.

Contemplating tomorrow's dinner.  It will either be gumbo or field peas.  These two are at extremes, but at the same time I haven't visited the grocery store yet, so I better think about it and get a list done so I can grab all I need and leave.  I really need to stick to the list and make sure I get what I need for the week as opposed to going back multiple times.

breakfast for the upcoming week must be decided as well.  I really want some French toast and sausage and some real maple syrup.  Not every day so I will have to think of an alternative.

Lazy Morning

Trying to get out of bed. Typically I'm wide awake.  Got up early, then went back to bed.  I needed the sleep. It was so worth the extra sleep.  My mind is a little random which means I am just waking up.  Thought about what's for dinner today, and I am not cooking or least I dunno if I'm cooking. I don't want to go to the grocery store without mulling what I want over.  Today may be take out Friday.

Un-Make A Mess?

My place is a mess and I have yet to clean it.  I do have time today to do so, but I've put one foot into the loafing zone, which I should know better than to do, but I did. Well I need to make some breakfast so I may do some scrambled eggs and sausage.  Really don't feel like putting the effort up.  Did make some coffee which I'm sipping on now.  Hopefully I will break free of my meh-ness and work these rooms like a pro and get my food cooked and eaten.

No need to make anything for dinner.  It's really a left over night.  Must keep up with drinking more water than other types of drinks. I say this as I notice I do consume a lot of sugar-based drinks, juices and sodas.  I want to balance my system out more than I have been, so that requires me to express due diligence so hooray to water and it's wonderous properties. I'm also writing to get my writing motor running, and we know five sentences is my minimum.

Best wishes to all.  

Note Cards

Was looking for a way to manage and rearrange my written thoughts for stories/ideas.  I was thinking of getting several note cards and using them for this purpose.  Seems simple, right?  Well of course it is.  It's like note taking for classes and having some resources togo back to other than a notebook, which is still great, BTW. I love having all of my ideas located in one area.

I do need to find a way top break down scenes a lot better and a way to transpose some ideas without having to rip my notebooks to shreds.  Of course I need to find a way to keep the note cards organized for my own sake.  So maybe later in the day I will have something to report in regards to progress.

Wellness?

Spent most of this week trying to get some of my affairs in order.  The week shaped up to be a big ball of meh at first, however I decided that this was not 100% of my life.  I need to set more obtainable daily goals so that I may get some things done.

First and foremost I remembered to take my vitamins today while having breakfast. Need to do this on a daily basis to maintain wellness.  Gonna go write some more things I feel are worthwhile, and ponder how to stretch a dollar or two.  

Justice League Universe: Part One

Justice League Universe: Part One

What Am I Gonna Do With My Life?

Now that I am unemployed and looking for new prospects, I've hit a crossroads.  I sincerely needed the rest. I felt a great weight was lifted from my shoulders.  I'm more than happy to start a new chapter in my life. Yes I am praying to high heaven that I find a new job soon.

Today, after getting my haircut, I wondered aloud, "what do I want to do with myself?" It's a great question, because I need to jump on my plans like now.  There's no looking back or being bitter because quite frankly it doesn't do me any good.  I need to move forward to make sure my blessings aren't blocked by something I can't control.  

I need to contemplate more, but I also wish to make sure that I complete something that's dear to me.  Will be back with an update worthy of my time and efforts.   

My beard looks a bit scruffy and hair on my head needs a trim.

Not so Meh as I Thought

Today I got out of the house and spent some time editing a beat outline for a screenplay. Afterwards came home and relax.  I'm more than happy to get out of the house and be productive. I do feel a little down as I am used to a certain routine that will no longer happen. I suppose I need to keep myself busy some more.  Let's see.  I need to go write something, like I'm doing now. I realize that I have to make myself be productive and strong. This is my life and I will not suffer because my fate is in my hands.

I Feel Like Chicken Tonight

Tonight was me being simple.  I didn't feel like cooking something too complicated so I made some baked chicken.  This recipe was almost too easy.  First I bought four chicken thighs washed  and seasoned (black pepper, cayenne pepper, cajun seasoning, salt, and Italian seasonings).  Baked in a 350 degree oven for an hour or until tender.  So it's a spicy piece of chicken.  I don't mind the heat cause it was controlled.

I made some broccoli and cheese, then some instant vegetable rice.  It was exceptionally good.  I'm full. So this is my no muss, no fuss meal.

Very, very tired. Gonna take a nap soon.

Very breezy outside.

What Shall I Do, What Will I Say?

I'm looking to put down some ideas and I got nervous.  What shall I do?  What shall I say? Sometimes creativity can overwhelm me.  Clearly I'm on the right track to contemplate my next steps.  Well if I need  to write a few more posts to get the gears rolling, then I shall.  Must be on the right track if I'm gonna be all to pieces.  LOL

Perhaps I need some hot tea (black, spice) to make me feel a little more in the mood.  Perhaps something to eat too.  A slice of pizza, and some background sounds.  Every little bit helps, right?  So I dunno what I'm gonna write down, but I'm gonna get it down.

Less Than Meets The Eye?

Less Than Meets The Eye?

A link form Tastes Like Comics.

The Right Frame of Mind

As I think about getting my projects together today, I know one thing is very, very certain.  I must get a new post together.  For those in the know, this is the warm-up to writing.  I spend most of the day chilling.  I washed dishes made popcorn, and I want to watch a movie or two, which is always good for me.  Also gonna get my notepad and jot down several ideas I have for projects.  Need to rewrite a beat outline, which I have additional notes for.

I have got to get shit together.  There's no doubt my success lies within what I'm putting forward.  If this means doubling my efforts than I will do so.  And somehow I thought this post would not have any Star Wars references.

Lots more upsets and now a lovely headache.

Oh Yuck, or How Plans Go Astray

Today was simple, errands, cook a meal, then get to writing.  Well, I got home and discovered the toilet and tub was backing up.  That's all you need to know about that.  Needless to say, I turned my back to call the apt manager, and went back into the bathroom and the toilet overflowed.

Maintenance came by and a plumber was called.  Apparently someone put baby wipes down their commode and clogged the system, causing my toilet and tub to back up.  Was disgusted as this seem to take forever to resolve.  Tried to mop up, and put a towel down to soak up the water as well.  It was a mess.  While waiting for the plumbers it overflowed again.

Because the overflow could affect the entire house, I couldn't even clean the kitchen for fear the dishes would get that nasty water coating them.  I dunno if buring dishes is allowed but I dunno if I'd want my china after they've been emerged in such filth. I was so frustrated I really was ready to give out.

I was so upset I didn't eat a meal until 7:00 PM.  yeah it sounds stupid, but it took nearly all day to resolve this nasty ass caper.  I still have to properly was the floor mats cause I can't put them back on the floor like that.  Also my poor sweet towel deserved better.  

I cleaned the bathroom and will re-clean it again. Can't get back into the tub until I feel it's cleansed.  Yes that sounds OCD, but I don't care.  Nasty ass shit was literally in my tub.

I found myself playing Dragon Age II until I was bored of it and began blogging this post.

The Warm Ups

I promised myself at least an hour a day to write, and that means mapping out time to work on my various writing projects.  Naturally this means looking at my blog, and putting down a post today.

Woke up early because my body didn't want to sleep and I went to bed early.  I was tired.  Couldn't help it.  Once I laid on that bed it was over.  I haven't been at Starbucks for the lattes and frappichinos like I used to do on the regular.  I didn't even make coffee yesterday.

Now that I'm up and  about, and ran errands, I seem to be sleepy again.  Technically I allow myself until 12:00 PM to loaf about.  We shall see what I get done.

Self

Been looking for better ways to spend my time and thoughts, and I need to get to business.  before my next birthday arrives I need to lock down some writing and finances like a champ.  Ain't nothing bad  that i can't fix, but I need to make sure I'm doing the right thing for myself.  Self-evaluations are tough, but I never knew anything I wanted to be easy.

Should write more blog posts. Its a new month.

Happy Labor Day!

The Strained - Is Guillermo del Toro a One-Trick Pony?

The Strained - Is Guillermo del Toro a One-Trick Pony?

Cool Emmet wrote this. Awesome.

Yeah, I Write This Blog!: My Thursday With Maury

Yeah, I Write This Blog!: My Thursday With Maury: Last week I found out that my brake lights were completely out. A driver was kind enough to pull up to me and let me know. I was embarrasse...

My Thursday With Maury

Last week I found out that my brake lights were completely out. A driver was kind enough to pull up to me and let me know.  I was embarrassed.  They were BOTH out.  Driving like that can be a nightmare.  I needed this handled ASAP!

For my piece of mind, the remedy meant a visit to Pep Boys and having to wait while they service my ride.  I got up early so I could beat the crowd and get done quicker. I always think I'm being smart when in fact, the universe had other plans. The break room at Pep Boys was incredibly minimalistic, complete with some plastic chairs and a TV on none other than the Maury Povich show.  For those who have never seen it, count yourself blessed by the grace of the Lord.  I was more than positive I didn't need to see another DNA test show ever in my life.  The guests were ridiculous, loud, and ignorant.    

I found myself, in spite of my headphones hearing all that garbage that goes onto the show.  I was not happy.  Another hour passed and there was this reality show on.  Didn't give a damn what it was about.  All I know is that people were cussing and yelling at each other.  It was annoying and I kept my headphones going.  At this point the chairs was hurting my ass, and I really needed to be done.  Finally Judge Joe Brown was on, and I needed to get outta there.

OMG it took forever for them to ring me up.  I didn't even care.  I knew I was gonna have some time management crunches to get some food, and get ready for work. Any day that I start with Maury really is a hurtful day. Guess what?  I endured.  It was a crappy, crappy set of time waiting for my ride to be repaired. I LOATHED the moments that came along.  I made it through. 

I have to be honest.  Having to sit through Maury and the waiting turned me off 100%.  

Raise the Steaks

Decided that I should make dinner this weekend so I don't have to cook this week.  Pretty clever if I do say so myself, and I do.

Made a simple marinade for the steaks of olive oil, vinegar, white wine, Italian seasonings, Cayenne pepper, and garlic.  I let this one sit overnight.  I'd like the favors to penetrate the rib eyes.  Even though I call this one simple, the pre-made marinades tend to be sugar based, and when fried they tend to caramelize/burn in the frying pan which is both a mess to cook with and clean.  The olive oil is less of an issue for me.  Going to saute some  onions and mushrooms with this.  Will serve some cheddar broccoli on the side. 

The second meal is spaghetti.  This one's not too complex. It's a meat-based sauce so I use ground chuck, Italian sausage (hot).  I seasoned the ground chuck with salt and pepper.  I also sweated some onions and mushrooms along with some garlic. Added the meat, then the marinara sauce.  Added a little sugar to cut the acidic taste, and a splash of white whine.  SIDE NOTE: NEVER overuse wine in your sauces, trust me.  Seasoned with Italian seasonings, oregano,  pepper, salt, garlic and Bay leaves (2).  This is gong to be tonight's dinner so I can make the pasta tonight.  

With the spaghetti I have some mixed salad greens that I'm sure to enjoy.   

Today

I wanted to sleep late today.  It just so happens that I needed the rest.  My vehicle however had other plans for me.  My brake lights went out.  At first I thought I could replace the bulbs, however I found out that it may be a wiring issue.  That is never too good.  I dunno how much this will cost me. 

I do know that I can’t drive without the brake lights, so now I feel a bit trapped.  My poor ride.  I love this car and I want it to last, however it’s slowly falling apart.  I need for it to grow with me not against me.  It’s like a really bad teen right now. 

Very early and most tired but biz needs to be taken care of.

This Is Today

My days have been spent trying to get other things done.  By other I simply mean that my time has been dominated by unwanted things to do.  My mood has changed of late.  Been feeling a bit down, and I stopped writing, however I've got my spirits lifted.  It's a mix of prayer and hope for better days.

Been taking five minute walks.  This got me up and about. Definitely it gave me a moments not to relax my mind.  I feel that's a real positive gift I could give myself.

Summer is an odd time with a mix of heat and quiet.  Staying indoors is definitely worth every bit of this ridiculous bill I got to pay.  Gonna have to tighten my budget down to the minimum.  I think my spending has spun out of control and that's a SHAME.

Woke up late. Didn't set alarm. No place to be. Bed feels so good.

A Simple Pleasure

It's not too hot outside, and after seeing on CNN how too many people are couch potatoes, I decided I was gonna do a simple five minute walk.  I needed to go to check my mailbox just the same, so it was fun to walk around.  It made me feel good.  It s a simple thing in life, but it was so worth it for a moment to clear my head.

Now if you will excuse me I need to turn my TV off this damned soap opera cause I'm not feeling it.    

The Funk is Upon Me

Been in a writing funk for some time now, and this has lead me to spiral down in terms of quality and quantity.  In effort to combat this infrequency (stress) I feel I should at least write a few things now.  After all, I give Twitter and FB some love.  Why not here?  

The week has been odd as I don't feel sleepy, yet I don't feel like I want to be up.   Like I need more rest.  I know that's not the case since I did get a good bit of sleep last night.  I feel like I just need to clear my head, watch a movie or two, and enjoy my free time.  

Eventually I'll have a desire to write once more.  I feel like a fool.  I have got to empower myself.   Do what i need to do to get things done that I desire.  

8-6-11

From Yesterday:

It's been a lull point this month as my writing output fizzled. I want to blame it on my crappy year, but it implies my entire years was terrible, and it never was that way.  Spent some time enjoying peace and quiet to settle my mind.  I hoped I would be inspired creatively by the still time.  It meant picking up my pen and paper and writing out my thoughts.  That's how I got the ball rolling.

Today started out hot (or "hawt").  opened my door and felt a wave of hear rush me. There was no need to go anywhere after that experience. Soon, in the distances I heard the crackle of thunder and lightning.  Soon it got closer, with rain and wind following.  It was quite the storm.  The power flickered off and on several times until it ultimately went off.  I heard several sirens, no doubt on the main road.

Had to eat something.  Leftover greens filled my tummy the moment the lights came back on.  Looked around the house when the power was off.  All I had was banana chips and cookies.  I should have made a meal sooner for myself.  Also next store trip will be about me getting more snacks in the house.

Comcast services are out again. Time for a movie via DVD: Sleepy Hollow.

Comcast services are out again. Time for a movie via DVD: Sleepy Hollow.

Thunderstorm with high winds. Power off/on. Lotsa lightning. Sitting in LR writing.

Stacy's Diet

At times a brother needs to access his eating habits.  I say this because for months I consumed Venti lattes and frappichinos (with whip).  So am I comfort drinking?  This has been too much.  So I decided I can do something real simple: For this week (started on Monday) I gave up lattes and frapps to see what happens.

Does this mean I can't have coffee?  Nope.  This is made at home.  So the effects, I haven't been cranky no withdrawal headaches and today I turned into a writing fool.  I may allow myself a latte on friday.  Tall.  maybe.  I make no promises.

Its late and it feels good to lay on my bed and chill.

The Southern Cooking Throwdown

I promised myself at the start of last week that I would make a southern meal.  I knew what I wanted too: Collards, ribs and mac & cheese.  Of course this is one of those things you can try and cook in a day, and you will be too sorely exhausted to eat.

This means the meal will take me three days and and shall be Sunday's dinner.  First and foremost, I started with the greens.  I was forewarned the pre-cut greens needed to be washed and the rough stems removed.  I did not know how many stems I found, but it felt endless.  I got them out.  This pot needed meats too.  So I used three: thick cut bacon, ham steaks and country spareribs.  It took some doing, but I got it all cooked last night.  it resides in my fridge as I get the ribs done.

The ribs were marinated last night after I rubbed light salt, cayenne pepper and Italian seasonings upon them.  Used a Teriyaki marinade as well. Once par boiled I put them in the oven with a BBQ sauce.  Mixed in the sauce some honey and a palmful of cayenne pepper.  I sweet flamer with a spicy kick in the background.

The macaroni and cheese is in the oven now.  Used three cheeses: Mozzarella, Colby and Cheddar.  Eventually its gonna be done and cheesy. Busy day.

Wrong Number

OK, so I'm playing Dragon Age 2 because it's fun, and I get this picture message of someone's meal.  I ask who is it.  The lady replies, "You don't remember me. We had sex last night, and you said it was the 'bomb-digity'" Let me stop this post right here.  If anyone knows me, they know what words I do and don't use. Unless I'm being ironic, I'm not ever gonna describe love-making with those words, ever.   I was positive a friend was pulling a prank.  Told her she had the wrong man.  After that awkward moment we agreed to stop speaking.

All I can say is, damn.

Late Night Cleaning

So OK, there was this thought in my head about trying to clean up which included vacuuming.  Clearly this is a painstaking process and needs to be done over time rather than all in one day.  I started in the morning, then stopped, played video games.  Now I'm back at it this late.  I really wanted to get the carpet cleaned.  I knew I'd only do one side of the room.  It was necessary.  

It made me feel good, and I think I got a lot organizing done.  There's still a long way to go.  Who cares.  I'm on the start of something positive.  Also my ring came back to me.  Sounds weird?  Well it comes and goes as it pleases, but I think its here to stay with me.  Something about it empowers and reminds me that I'm on the right path. Life is good.  

Things I Owe Myself

In the midst of a lot of drama and one hot-ass summer, I've been feeling like I'm not worthy to do anything.  This path of negative thought has got to go.  I don't mind doubt. Doubt tells me to put extra focus on my projects and make them stronger.

I owe myself the chance to get my work done with a positive outlook.  I owe myself to reach my goals and break free of all forces that constrain me.  There's no reason for me to be wrapped up in the negative.  I'm better than that.

So I owe myself a clarification of my goals and the opportunity I'm blessed with to go for them.  Don't really need to do the self-pity thing.

Loafing

I'm not doing much.  Don't ask me shit.  I'm not doing it.  LOL  Yes I'm being mischievous, but a brother feels he needs to chill and be happy.

The bug buzzed my ears.  I hate that zzzz sound near my ears.  Swatted and missed it.  Do I have to get out the Off and keep it away by what bugs refer to as a "restraining order?" I just may.

Got up too early.  That sucked. Up now, I have to deal with it.

Breezy

It's relatively a slower pace than usual.  I get a lot of things done that normally I can't get to within a short period of time.  Been having a creative spurt that I'm enjoying.  It's sort of a simplistic streak as it's not about overwriting, but jotting down notes. While on break I'm not as caught up in creativity, but I promised myself a blog post today and I feel now's that time.

Marinating some steaks that should be good for cooking when I get home.  I didn't buy the veggies like I was supposed to.  So I have to stop by the store and pick some up.  I like a few sauteed onions, mushrooms and bell peppers with my steak.  May not do any shopping and use what's in the fridge.  I'm sure I have one onion in the fridge and make a salad to go alongside the steak.

Sounds like a good plan to me.

Being sick is no reason not to write, even if its a texted blog post. Drinking ginger ale to settle my stomach. Watching a crime documentary.

The Nitty-Gritty Tangled Web

The Nitty-Gritty Tangled Web

A Brother wrote this post for Tastes Like Comics.

Banking on Things

Here's a lesson for all would-be people who use banks.  I spent $15.00 on gas when I had about $24.00 in my bank account.  I never forgot this.  Checked my account to make sure the money was out, proper.  I kept seeing no withdrawals for a couple of days.  Not even a "pending holds" notice.  Mind you, I KNEW I spent that money.  Left the account alone.

In my younger days I would have assumed the money was already transacted and spent what I saw.  Well if I had done that the overdraft fee would now be a part of my account and I would have to pay that on top of the expenses I did want, say like a hamburger.

So  my lesson is do your own accounting because not all banks are quick to alert you to the fact that you may overdraw your account, in fact it appears to benefit them to make it look like your account is full when its now.  In my opinion, when you reach a small percentage of money those "pending holds" notices somehow don't make it as quick to your account as when you have more money in them.  

I Didn't Want To Get Up, But . . .

It's true.  I wanted to sleep till 1:00 PM today, or that's what I told myself.  That in was in no way correct. So my little fantasy came undone.  Decided I should write a blog post to get the brain working.  It's a mostly quiet morning, but there is some construction/repairs going on which kinda also takes the fun outta sleeping. I could turn the TV on and fall asleep.

On a side note the cable went out yesterday and I tried to contact Comcast, who said their services affected the entire area.  Fortunately I have DVDs to keep some entertainment going on.  Needless to say Comcast did not spoil the day.

New Day

Did not want to get up today.  Found myself awakened by a phone call.  It was a sign to get up, since I hadn't fallen back asleep.  Might as well get up and write a blog post.

Been trying to drink a lot more water in my days.  I usually don't get enough, and drink sodas and coffee.  I wanted to rebalance myself.  So this has been week three and I have my coffee (smaller cup) but I will also drink at least 1 1/2 liters a day.

Need to step up my thesis game.  I feel I should be much more productive, therefor I shall be more.  been reading some new books, so I have a lot to do.  It's all good.

7/2/11

NOTE: This was written on 7/2/11.  Like a goof I forgot to post it.

Unlike most people I will not have an extended weekend with the holidays, however that will not spoil my fun.  I play to relax a lot more and enjoy my day.  Even managed to plan out a pasta dish for Monday since I lack a grill.  I can deal with that.

Speaking of food, I managed to get under budget with the shopping today.  I saved $30.00, which will likely go directly to gas.  There's only one expense I want this week, so its time to trim the fat.  Bills must be paid and the whole

Decisions, Decisions.

Trying to make this day a productive one. I'm writing for thesis, SDCS, and TLC.  I've run into a wall where I felt my strength was going down. I can't have that.  It makes me feel like I'm not participating in my own success.  It's time to take on the things that I need to get done without fear.  That means making tougher decisions.

Papa Doesn't Preach

For those not in the know, I've been having a devil of a time communicating with a family member.  It's gotten to the point that after leaving phone messages and waiting for a response (it's been two months) has not done me any good.

I'm typically a "bounce back" type of guy with these things, however it really bugged me to not speak. Well one can make the best of a bad situation, right? Maybe no return calls is a good thing.  Maybe said person really isn't worth my time.

Before I wrote this relationship off I thought it to be best to try and call again. Why did I bother? I got the same response as the last time--nothing.  After several  moments of reflection later, and it came to me: why did I put myself through this?  I feel like a fool for having hope. In truth things would never change. Why should they?  

Weird. Walking away from this is nowhere as bad as I expected it to feel like.  I simply cannot waste time past this post.  Did it change me?  Yes it did.  Am I all rage now?  No, but its time for some tough choices and no looking back.  

Late night mellowing out. Not sleepy yet. Such is life. Played video games when I should have been writing. I'm hopeless.

My Life with a Power Nap

Yes I took a power nap today and it feels good.  if I didn't know better I'd take another one, but then I'd never go to sleep later tonight.  Such is life.  It's been a time adjusting week with my schedule going thorough major changes.  It takes the body some days to get used to things.  My game is off.

The greatest woe to my week was when I was driving home and the service/engine and brake lights flashed.  I panicked, but I got home OK.  Decided to make sure to have the brake fluid flushed and the oil changed the very next day.  let me tell you I loathe that feeling on the road when I feel like my car could give out.  I was on the parkway for goodness sakes.  Can't have a hot mess then.

I should write more, but I'm tired.  I got up early today to get a haircut.  Yes, to get a good seat I got up early so I wouldn't have to wait.  I was second!  Ha.  My earliness paid off big time.  My power nap paid off big time.  Thank God my car didn't cost more than it did for maintenance.  Power nap settled me down.

For dinner:  Fully loaded baked potato.  Awww yeah!  LOL

Man I'm tired but I need a haircut, so I'm up and about for it. It payed off second for my cut.

I so need coffee and the line at SB is long! Dang It.

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One day I shall learn not to wait until I'm outta clothes to do laundry.  It's too much of a hassle and rather a two day affair.  I stocked up on quarters, but its too expensive to do all of this.  It's time-consuming, yet necessary.  Would it have been so bad to take last week to, say wash all the polo shirts?  I should have doled this out proper.

No need to cry about it now.  I will either take the lesson in hand, or disregard it.  Expect a post sometime soon about how I didn't heed my own advice.  The worst part is the dryer.  Brrrr.  The cost and time is staggering.

That being said, after that its lotsa film-watching time to where I am taking notes to review the material. This shall be coupled with me finding the time to soak these Ribeye steaks in wine, and bake some taters. Somewhere else in this day I will take a few moments to actually write down either some notes or paragraphs for scripts and stories I'd like to complete.  I say a simple paragraph or two in the notebook should be very sufficient.  

Also I've had this kind of desire to want to put together a couple of comic book stories, however, I need to get those stories together.  It's just a pipe dream at the moment.

The Warm Up

It’s about that time I get myself in high gear and get my writing projects managed.  It means I have a lot of work to do, and the first start to this is my blog writing.  Life’s been a roller coaster of events and who knows where and when the stability will full be at or the full stop.  In my opinion, its better to make the best of what I have in front of me, because no one’s gonna pull for me if I don’t wholeheartedly.  

Denied myself a latte today due to the cost.  I was just gonna have to find another way to stay buzzed.  Yes my body missed the rush today.  My poor substitute was some OK sweet tea and a brownie.  No, it doesn’t come close, but at the same time, I am more than an iced venti latte.  

As my Mom and a friend suggested, “Stacy break out your “to do list” so you can break your projects down like a master.  Good advice.  

Its not too early to ask myself what’s for dinner this weekend.  It has to be something good.

Walks While Sipping Lattes

A while back, A Brother walks and sips his latte with peace and satisfaction.  His power comes from the fact the he knows that the world will be ok. . .  for at least the moment.  While walking I spotted a most curious situation-A couple holding hands strolling leisurely down the street.  Typically it's a dime a dozen situation on the streets, but this couple drew dirty looks/glances, and one person nearly walked into the street to avoid these guys.

No big deal, you say?  Welcome to the south where you ARE judged by appearances. I gave that couple kudos 'cause they knew they were going to be judged and walked down the street just the same.  Also I'm not hating on nobody for being in love. I kept this scene in my head so you know one day it will be a story I write.  

Sometimes I wish all it took was giving someone a latte to calm them down, but ironically lattes will boost you up.  Perhaps some herbal tea instead?

Bust That Thing

For those not in the know, I am an artist.  I'm skilled in drawing, painting, photography, printing, and writing.  I'll need to dust off my drawing skills because I feel they are a part of me with equal standing to my writing.  This can't come soon, although I wanted to work on my skills during the weekends. Thesis Fridays rules my weekends as does screenwriting.  This does not mean I won't get back to the basics someday.  My goals must have order.

The second part of this post is about what kind of artist am I? been thinking of how to get outside the box.  Ever notice how some marginal talent percolates while some legit talents simply simmer in the eye of public.  I sometimes wonder what it would be like if someone suddenly became a little pretentious, audacious, and a little naughty then busted the stuff outta the box.  Just wondering.  Creativity should be fun, otherwise it's boring.

Ha!

Ok y'all know a brother does his Starbucks run all the time.  Spend more money there than I care to admit.  Part of it is the walk to Starbucks as I get to move about.  Feels good.  Anywhoo went there the other day and this chick was checking me out.  I caught her, and she tried to pretend she wasn't. She couldn't be any more obvious.  Her eyes couldn't lie, and she didn't hide well.  I'm like if you're not interested, that's cool with me, but for God's sake don't think you're unnoticed.