I hope that everyone has had a wonderful Christmas. Unfortunately, my two friends and my sister had to work tonight, but I have taken great joy rubbing in the fact that I didn't have to. That may not be in the spirit of the holiday, but it sure brought me some joy. This is the first time in five years that I've been able to spend any time with my family during the holidays. I used to work for a movie theater, so those of you who finished your holiday meal and ventured out into the unseasonably warm day to watch a movie may know, this is one of the busiest holidays for the theater business. My family joined in that tradition today to watch "New Year's Eve." This was actually the second time I watched it, and I enjoyed it just as much the second time as the first. Even after 5 years as a theater worker, I still haven't grown tired of watching new movies. I recently watched "Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows" and really enjoyed the witty dialog and action. It was also extremely funny (watch out for Holmes' urban camo).
After watching "New Years Eve" for the second time, it made me really think about my own New Years resolutions. I don't usually make any, mostly because I'm well aware of my own very uninspiring will power. However, the last few months have marked a lot of changes for me. I got a new job in October, got new glasses, cut most of my hair off, stopped biting my fingernails and really got serious about entering the dating world. The new year is definitely going to be a whole new experience if I have anything to say about it :) I won't put my resolutions down yet, and the really personal ones won't make it into this blog at all. I will state my resolution to write a resolution blog on New Year's Eve, however.
And now for something completely different. No, I'm not a Monty Python fan, why do you ask? I thought it would be a good idea to talk briefly about the reason for which I started this blog. I haven't progressed any farther on my novel. I did get to the middle of chapter 8, but I got a bit stuck with where to go from there. To be fair, I only get so far on this blog before I hit a block, but at least no one expects anything from this...other than me, of course. As with most things, I expect to become exceedingly rich and famous for every golden word that flows from my fingertips to the screen. Or something like that.
Well, that's all for now, folks. Hope you had a Merry Christmas, a Happy Hanukkah & a Kickin' Kwanza!
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Some thoughts of the day
Yes, I know, my title is incredibly uninspired, but I promise that this blog will positively burst with thoughts. Sure, many of them may not correlate to one another, but a stray thought can be just as valid as a cohesive string of thoughts. At the very least, my stray thoughts have been known to amuse and confound friends, family and complete strangers. I'm absolutely sure they're laughing with me & not at me.
My family celebrated Christmas today. I'm aware we're jumping the gun by a couple of days, but I promise it was for a good reason. My sister is being forced to work Christmas Eve and Christmas. Tragic, I know. I won't go into who got what, mostly because I'm sure not one person outside of my family gives a rat's patootie. I find that I have a lot to say, but no clear direction I want to take any of it. Or, at the very least, no willingness (or perhaps bravery) to put it on my blog. Therein may lie the problem with my novel :P
I was watching Turner Classic Movies (TCM) today, and thought of something I have actually thought of before: I was totally born in the wrong decade. I belong to my grandparents' or parents' generation; at least in some aspects. My view on technology is only half as progressive as that of most people in my generation. It took me a long time to get comfortable enough with texting that I could use it on a daily basis. This blog is also the effort of many years getting used to the Internet and all her wily ways. Maybe, my life would be easier if I could be a companion to Doctor Who. Yeah, that seems like a logical solution to my problem. He could take me all throughout time and space, and I would help him in his wacky adventures. Then, I could see how I do in the past and if its really worth it to stick around for the present based upon what I see in the future. Then again, the world is going to end in about 363 days, so I suppose the question of my ability with technology is moot. I suppose I should make that my goal for my novel: get it finished before the world ends. That way, I can at least say I accomplished one of my life goals when I go.
I think my second post is the perfect opportunity to mention that I have started my collection to be a crazy cat lady. Her name is Firefly and she is a year old. She's frigging nuts, but I completely love her. Don't worry too much though, I promise to keep my Firefly posts at a minimum unless she learns to do something completely amazing, like learn to type for herself. At that point, forget the novel, because momma's gonna be making some serious TV money of her precious kitty. Mostly, however, that seems like a remote possibility as she lays on my floor licking her paws, quietly plotting the doom of all mankind. I mean...thinking about sweet kitty things, like mice and salmon.
There you are, I hope these random thoughts have satisfied you all. From the two comments I got yesterday--both from family members (don't judge me, my mom says you shouldn't)--and the fact that two other people told me they read yesterday's post, I have gotten double the readership I expected! I have also written one more post than I thought I would. As Brenda Song's character would say: "Yay me!" Okay, I'm sorry, using a Disney quote was uncalled for. Until next time...whenever that may be...have a happy morrow!
My family celebrated Christmas today. I'm aware we're jumping the gun by a couple of days, but I promise it was for a good reason. My sister is being forced to work Christmas Eve and Christmas. Tragic, I know. I won't go into who got what, mostly because I'm sure not one person outside of my family gives a rat's patootie. I find that I have a lot to say, but no clear direction I want to take any of it. Or, at the very least, no willingness (or perhaps bravery) to put it on my blog. Therein may lie the problem with my novel :P
I was watching Turner Classic Movies (TCM) today, and thought of something I have actually thought of before: I was totally born in the wrong decade. I belong to my grandparents' or parents' generation; at least in some aspects. My view on technology is only half as progressive as that of most people in my generation. It took me a long time to get comfortable enough with texting that I could use it on a daily basis. This blog is also the effort of many years getting used to the Internet and all her wily ways. Maybe, my life would be easier if I could be a companion to Doctor Who. Yeah, that seems like a logical solution to my problem. He could take me all throughout time and space, and I would help him in his wacky adventures. Then, I could see how I do in the past and if its really worth it to stick around for the present based upon what I see in the future. Then again, the world is going to end in about 363 days, so I suppose the question of my ability with technology is moot. I suppose I should make that my goal for my novel: get it finished before the world ends. That way, I can at least say I accomplished one of my life goals when I go.
I think my second post is the perfect opportunity to mention that I have started my collection to be a crazy cat lady. Her name is Firefly and she is a year old. She's frigging nuts, but I completely love her. Don't worry too much though, I promise to keep my Firefly posts at a minimum unless she learns to do something completely amazing, like learn to type for herself. At that point, forget the novel, because momma's gonna be making some serious TV money of her precious kitty. Mostly, however, that seems like a remote possibility as she lays on my floor licking her paws, quietly plotting the doom of all mankind. I mean...thinking about sweet kitty things, like mice and salmon.
There you are, I hope these random thoughts have satisfied you all. From the two comments I got yesterday--both from family members (don't judge me, my mom says you shouldn't)--and the fact that two other people told me they read yesterday's post, I have gotten double the readership I expected! I have also written one more post than I thought I would. As Brenda Song's character would say: "Yay me!" Okay, I'm sorry, using a Disney quote was uncalled for. Until next time...whenever that may be...have a happy morrow!
And here I thought I had a novel idea
So sorry for the awful pun there, but it had to be said. I suppose I'm not off to a great start, but no one ever said a blog had to be entertaining. In fact, I've been told that many are not. Apologies go out into the ether about the fact that I have never actually read a blog before, let alone started one. However, I figured that if I can't finish my novel, I may as well try my hand at blogging. Truth be told, the title of my blog is spot-on. I spend so much time on the Internet avoiding my novel, it just makes sense (in an extremely round-about way) to spend my procrastination on something other than Facebook and games.
As for my unforgivably punny title, I feel I should be excused by the fact that many of my awful puns are wholly unintentional. I swear I began with good intentions. I told my mom, "You know, I spend so much time on the Internet these days, I should just start a blog. At least then my writing will be out there somewhere. And, I'll call it the Procrastinating Writer!" Needless to say, that didn't happen. There are not one, but two blogs that already have that name. They do not inspire a lot of confidence. One has never been written upon and the other ended after one shining moment in 2008. It's not like my confidence needed to be shaken at all. Thanks so much you other anonymous a-holes! Sorry, I'll calm down. The thing is, I've started many novels, short stories, plays, etc. and never finished even one of them. I've done a few short stories for school, but never anything past 10 pages. That's why I'm so excited to have started on my eighth chapter of my fantasy/sci-fi novel. It's given me a lot of delusions of grandeur. Unfortunately, that's my biggest problem. I'm first and foremost a dreamer. It's giving any kind of action that would accomplish those dreams where I get stuck. I'm way too easily distra....ooh, shiny! Sorry again, where was I? Oh, yeah, I'm easily distracted; and the Internet is most assuredly not helping.
But, enough of my woes. I'll try not to bore anyone to death, but I make absolutely no guarantees. I do promise to try to write more than one blog, so I won't, at the very least, waste this blog name. What's the point in doing that for the third time? Thankfully, I'm off of work for another few days, so I have plenty of time to waste. I suppose that's all I have for now though. To all two of you who read this, thanks, and have a great life :D
As for my unforgivably punny title, I feel I should be excused by the fact that many of my awful puns are wholly unintentional. I swear I began with good intentions. I told my mom, "You know, I spend so much time on the Internet these days, I should just start a blog. At least then my writing will be out there somewhere. And, I'll call it the Procrastinating Writer!" Needless to say, that didn't happen. There are not one, but two blogs that already have that name. They do not inspire a lot of confidence. One has never been written upon and the other ended after one shining moment in 2008. It's not like my confidence needed to be shaken at all. Thanks so much you other anonymous a-holes! Sorry, I'll calm down. The thing is, I've started many novels, short stories, plays, etc. and never finished even one of them. I've done a few short stories for school, but never anything past 10 pages. That's why I'm so excited to have started on my eighth chapter of my fantasy/sci-fi novel. It's given me a lot of delusions of grandeur. Unfortunately, that's my biggest problem. I'm first and foremost a dreamer. It's giving any kind of action that would accomplish those dreams where I get stuck. I'm way too easily distra....ooh, shiny! Sorry again, where was I? Oh, yeah, I'm easily distracted; and the Internet is most assuredly not helping.
But, enough of my woes. I'll try not to bore anyone to death, but I make absolutely no guarantees. I do promise to try to write more than one blog, so I won't, at the very least, waste this blog name. What's the point in doing that for the third time? Thankfully, I'm off of work for another few days, so I have plenty of time to waste. I suppose that's all I have for now though. To all two of you who read this, thanks, and have a great life :D
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