Because my blogger site has given me a headache, I don't write here as much as I would like.
However, NaNoWriMo and December re-run has taken vast amounts of my time while creating another novel (or two). End of Excuses.
Writing is my sanity even though it drives me crazy. It is my comfort zone, my happy zone, and even my zoned zone. Writing is as powerful as any drug addiction, or television, Ipads, xbox, or chocolate is to anyone else. The journey is the best part. Like in video games, once the game is won, the thrill is in the next game.
No matter how far I stray from writing, I crave to come back. Well, NaNoWriMo is a real shot in the arm for those of us who stray from time to time. It makes us walk the straight and narrow for a month and normally, helps us get back on the right race track towards our dream goal. NaNo helped me find the "writing voice" that is mine. It is one that I now indulge myself in every moment I can tear myself away from reality - Young adult adventures, coming of age attitudes, getting into mischief, all written in first person narrative (with full attitude).
So, today is a new day.
I have decided to share me with you rather than bore you with all the same ol' crap about becoming a successful writer according to the way everyone else thinks it should be. One day, I will be published some how and no longer care about that so much. I want to write and that is what I am doing.
I have stopped querying agents.
I have stopped editing my manuscripts to death.
I have stopped the pity parties from a divorce many years ago.
Tonight, I bought myself another....yes...another....odd glass. Few of the drinking glasses in my cupboards match each other. For that matter, few of the plates, bowls, or silverware match. Depending on the mood I am in determines what plate, bowl, glass, or fork I may use. Insane? I hope so.
Speaking to myself about this, I mean, I promised I would stop buying drinking glasses. (not the alcohol type, just every day glasses) I still don't have a red one. I'll have to work on that. I justified my new purchase with the fact that I have ALWAYS been like this, but supressed me according to the expectations of others.
Well, I no longer need anyone's permisso to be me.
So, cheers to everyone with my cherry pie on a brown smokey plate with my cheep soda pop my new black smokey glass.
Life is good.
Life is good when we can be ourselves without asking permission to do so.
Have a wonderful day and try to stay warm.