Change

One of my major character flaws is that I don’t like change. Doesn’t matter what kind either. Perhaps it’s because as a small child I was forced to live with everyone else’s changes and I had no say in the decision which made me very leery.

But once again I find myself at the heart of another life-change. This one at first upset me but now that I’ve had time to think it through, it’s not so bad. In fact, it’s pretty incredible.

Finding my rhythm is taking a bit more time than I thought but I guess that is to be expected when one leaves a position and decides to stay at home and not work. (outside the home)

For the better part of my life, I’ve worked. And hard. I spent twenty years in corporate America and I have to admit I don’t miss it one whit. While I was entrenched in their camp, I thought if someone ever made me leave that I’d never find my way. I was a working girl through and through. But what I didn’t realize then that I realize now, is that work is work no matter how you dice or slice it. Staying at home and taking care of a house is a lot of work. (Well, it is if you want to do it well and I do.) I love the fact that my house is clean, that we no longer live out of the clean clothes hamper and that we are eating healthy meals every night instead of swinging by the closest fast food joint.

Having a clean house makes one feel so good. I’m amazed. Especially as I’m not a good house keeper, but I’m getting better.

But the best part? I have all this glorious time to write. I can actually take a deep breath, plan my day, and spend part of it doing what I love. Which is writing.

This is one change I’m loving!

No post for over a month? Somebody slap me! Please!

I'm a horrible, terrible, no good for nothing blogger, that is what I am. I just realized that I have left my poor dilapadated blog for over a month without a new entry! What is WRONG with me? (Well, there is much wrong with me but I'm sure you don't have oodles and oodles of time. You are probably at work, wasting time waiting for the coffee to perk because the last jerk that poured themselves a cup of coffee didn't brew a new pot. How did I know? I'm just intuitive that way. Either that or I'm always the one that gets stuck making the coffee, getting the new roll of toilet paper, etc. etc. I feel your pain)

But why is it that when people use the last of the toilet paper they are not able to go get a new roll of toilet paper and put it back on the holder? Why is this difficult? I do not understand this. I mean sometimes, when I'm lucky, they might actually bring a new roll INTO the bathroom but it never makes it to the toilet paper holder. Kids are excluded from this rant because who ever believes they would do the right thing to begin with. You want them to replace the toilet paper, tell them never to do it. Kids will always do what you tell them not to.

Okay, Okay enough with the toilet paper. What have I been doing the last month that nobody has seen me blogwise or actually in groups or the like. Would you believe I've been writing? Oh, okay. Well, scratch that then. I guess you've heard that a time or two before eh? LOL! You can't blame a girl for trying can you? Sure you can, but I should make this post short because the coffee is brewing isn't it? Gosh, all this talk of coffee is making me want some but if I go drink it then I'll be up half the night and I need to get up early. I can't remember why but I need to.

OMG! Taxes. I've got to do my taxes on Thursday! I need to put a huge, big sticky on my desk. It will take me two days to get all the stuff ready! ACK!!!!! I totally forgot about that. But then I normally forget about things I don't want to do. Taxes, the dentist, the OBGYN. Take your pick. I think I'll just give my accountant the big box of receipts I have. I suppose he would charge me a small fortune to sort through it all. I can see one full day of doing nothing but nasty ole paperwork. Don't you all feel sorry for me?

I didn't think so.

So...I still haven't seen "300" yet. I know I'm agast as well. I'm going this week, maybe after I go see my accountant. Yes, I think that is a capital idea. What kind of horrible card carrying Tart am I that I haven't seen Gerry's new movie yet. Oh, I'm going to get it from all my Tart friends. Well, all except for Lynn, I think she is in Europe. I wonder if she is seeing "300" in London. Lynn, write me when you get back and tell me.

Hmmm...what else, what else. Oh, my mother had surgery, my daughter had a birtday, I've been trying to excerside but I think that has just made me more hungry. How does that happen? I need to drink more water. I finally quit smoking last September and I've gained a few pounds. Ahem. So it's more than a few, who am I kidding. But you know what? I can breathe now. So life is all better.

So what's going on in your part of the internet? Update me people and I will try not to be so long in posting again. I also post over at Wild Hearts (you can see the link in the sidebar) It's a bit of fun posting over there!

See you soon!

New Video from me...

I hope that you all enjoy. Watch carefully and you'll get a glimpse of my characters and some of the things they have been going through in their lives. I'm loving this story and am now officially on a roll.

Ta Ta!
Hugs,
Michelle

Writing and the nuts and bolts of it

Sorry it's been a bit since I've posted. Things have been crazy in my life on many different fronts. It seems that always as I am hitting my stride, becoming comfortable with my schedule that life decides to come and knock my feet out from underneath me.

I should be used to it by now.

Laughing.

How this concerns writing? I think I've finally learned that if you want to write you will. No matter what comes at you, you sit down and write, every day, so many pages a day until the project is finished.

You just do it.

Hark knocks, huge pitfalls, evil day jobs, no evil day jobs, husbands, kids, whatever, it doesn't matter. If you have the drive to write you will. It's that simple. But no one can put that drive miraculously into your body. It has to be there from the start.

That is what I have learned this week. That no matter what happens to me I can still write, and not half bad if I do say so myself. I finished Chapter One and Two of a rough for a second story in a series and completed chapter two of my young adult this week. Total word count around 20,000. Now this is not a normal week for me. Nope. I very hardly ever this productive.

Go figure, maybe depression is good for the writing soul?