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I’m Calling It

Welp. It’s been five days past the personal deadline I set for myself. Not for anything to get done… but, and, ok, I’m not aiming to sound egotistical or anything, BUT it was the deadline for Ghost Hunters to contact me.

Not that they did or anything. It was one of those personal deadlines that everyone sets for themselves, most commonly found in job hunting. The “if they don’t contact me by this date it’s time to move on” deadline.

Honestly I have a set of mixed up emotions (which you could probably guess from the previous posts Ghost Hunters Casting and As a side note (to Ghost Hunters Casting) ) I’m kind of glad they didn’t contact me. Especially because it would seriously screw with my plans to attend Midwest Writers. It says in the casting info that the person must be able to travel by the end of June, and will be travelling for three weeks out of every month. The chance that these weeks would coincide with Midwest Writers would be high. So A) I’d have to ask permission to still go, and B) if I did get to go, there would be NO WAY that my novel would be done by that time.

Well there’s still a high chance that I won’t be done in any case… but it would be a near impossibility.

And then there’s my brother’s wedding in September, which is the most important conflict on my list.

That sigh of relief after the dog makes it.

So… life can now resume. And it’s a mad dash to write… about 30,000 words in 30 days. That’s not extreme, right?

As a side note (to Ghost Hunters Casting)

CONFESSION TIME. 


It’s not that I don’t want to be a part of this new Ghost Hunters venture… I think it’s more a fear of change and a fear of things-not-fitting-together. Especially being the uber-planner I am. I would love to do this. It would be a fantastic thing to be paid to travel and go to haunted locations to poke around in the middle of the night.

Oh yes. I would love that.

(But no one’s going to know until after June 13th)

But my true passion lies with my writing. With my book. With Angel. And my family. Definitely my family and my hometown, here in Wooster, too. I would hate to leave those behind, or have to re-adapt them somehow to my new lifestyle. But if I had to, I would.

(Really I’m just worried about working around Midwest Writers and my brother’s wedding)

And I’m also kind of scared of my book not working out. That it would get published and *poof* not many people would love it.

… and then I’d have to get a real job that I’d just be like

for the rest of my life…

If anyone says being an artist is easy, they’re lying. Thank God for Faith.

Ah… this is just a 1:45AM ramble… when I could just be sleeping or writing.

Carry on.

I HAVE DONE IT

YES. I HAVE DONE IT.

“What have you done?” you may ask.

I HAVE TAKEN OVER THE WORLD.

Oh. Wait. No. Just kidding.

BUT I HAVE SUCCESSFULLY DONE THE THING THAT INVOLVES DRIVING TO A PLACE, AND THEN POINTING, AND TOUCHING A FLAT SHINY THING.

A.k.a. this:

That’s my bedroom, btw, and I love it very much. Most of my things, especially books, are located here. A writer’s paradise!! 
Bonus: a friend just alerted me on Facebook that I look like I’ve lost weight. Huh. Funny how those things happen and I wasn’t paying attention. 
I’m-a go write now before work. 
Oh. Also. Note to self: I should not be irritated by the random things that keep me from staying locked in my room, in my pjs, all day. Things like voting and work are important, just like the hobbies I like to keep. As long as I get a little time to write, it’s ok. Life is life, and life is spontaneous, and an adventure. I also like helping people and sharing my brain (not literally, though, ew) so that is why I go vote, and why I work. Also money is a need, unfortunately. 
Also: I DIDN’T KNOW THAT GIFS WORK ON THIS SITE. Or… I should’ve known. ’cause Google is amazing. Oh… this is going to be fuuuuun!! 
‘kay. Going to finish chapter 3. Almost at 10,000 words. WOOT!! 

Time To Get To Work!

Today I’ve been working on my book, yes. And I’ve made great progress. *sigh* I wish life didn’t get in the way though. That’s what I REALLY miss about being in college, and kind of regret not taking advantage of when I was first starting to work on my book three years ago. Yes I had a senior project due in my final year at Otterbein, BUT in the reality of things, even with other assignments, I could’ve easily finished my book and maybe had the kind of life that Veronica Roth has now with Divergent.

But then, THEN I think of all the wonderful people I’ve met through my day jobs. First there was my weekly newspaper here in Wooster where I mainly worked with my editor. Even now, almost three years later, I still see her as such a fantastic person. She was completely understanding when I decided to make a move towards a job with a more predictable schedule, so I could get my novel finished… though she did encourage me to stay at first. Said I had a great talent (which I am so glad she said that!)

Also, bonus: that job officially gave me professional writing experience, and since my first article I have been FINALLY able to label myself “professional writer”.

And then there’s my current job that I am so thankful, so thankful of the people there. It’s a retail job, and I can’t say any more than that due to the associate’s handbook or something like that. You know, just in case. But I think we should be able to say something positive about the wonder in our lives. Ah well.

The people at this job are what absolutely make the job. Honestly I love them to death. And while we don’t get paid nearly as much as we really should (IMHO–“In My Humble Opinion”, for those of you who are unfamiliar. It took me a while to figure that one out. *facepalm*)… we’re a real family. We look out for one another and enjoy each other’s company in one of the hardest businesses out there. Seriously. Retail is haaard.

It will take A LOT for me to ever leave that place. Ever.

That A LOT, I hope, will come in this year. This book I have been working on is a beauty. I am so proud of it. So, naturally, I am taking time to blog about it, rather than write about it. Writing is haaard too. A very disciplined practice that I seem to lack mastering as of right now. But I’m on my way. This beauty is going to help me:

I am basically using a completely different calendar specifically for my writing. What I aim to work on. Every. Single. Day. Even if it’s a little bit. On average I’m giving myself no less than three days to work on  a chapter. I do expect that calendar to shift around here and there, some chapters will be faster, some will be slower. But, hey, it’s a visual guide. And a visual motivator. Because my personal goal to get this draft done is coming up in June, so I need a visual. 
Yup. *nods* I think it will work. Now time for me to get to work. Chapter 3, here I come. 
It’s funny how the smallest things in life brighten a person’s day: a makeshift calendar, a smile from a friend at work, or a casual conversation with a complete stranger. 
Life is beautiful.