Take a Break

A last week, I finished the finally bits of writing for my latest novel Time of Prophecy.  Since completion, I’ve had to set up my classroom, prepare for open house, and been in one beginning of the year meeting after another.  With everything being as crazy as it is, my novel as sat gathering dust.  At first I was buried under crippling guilt until I realized that I finished writing ahead of schedule.  I can take a week off to get my life back in order and still be able to meet my dead lines.

*exhales*

But come September 4th, I have to carve out some time to do my final edit so I can send the manuscript off to the editor on time.  Wish me luck!

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A change

For whatever reason, I’m drawn to non-fiction books.  Normally I avoid those types of books like the plague.  Now don’t get me wrong, I love history…I just don’t like reading about it.  But apparently, that has changed.  I blame the musical Hamilton.  I’ve been listening to the soundtrack for months nearly non-stop.  I also love learning about Colonial America.  Well now I’m reading the biography that inspired the musical and because of that, the flood gates have opened.  I’m adding non-fiction books left and right.

 

But you know what?  I love reading and learning.  I think it’s high time that I branch out into the fascinating world of non-fiction.  Either way, I’ll be happy.

New Challenge

When I was in my teen’s my favorite show was Gilmore Girls.  I have many a fond memory of my mother and I curled up on the couch watching the show.  I often dreamed of being like Rory.  She was smart, funny, and very much her own person.  While surfing around the internet one day I came across a list of books from my favorite tv show.  The list had every book ever mentioned on the show.  Now, of course a few of them aren’t real but the vast majority are.  So I have decided to embark on a new challenge…to read the entire list if plausible.  I copied the list and printed it out.  Then I went over it to see if I could already check off some books.  About ten down only 380 some more to go!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here’s the link in case you too want to embark on a literary journey.  Good luck my friends! Rory Gilmore’s Reading List

Where’s My Magic Carpet?

For as long as I can remember, there has been this thirst in me to see the world and all its wonders.  I’m not just talking about the ancient structures or the typical tourist things (not that there’s anything wrong with them) but the colorful tapestry that is mankind.  I love experiencing different cultures and learning how they see the world and their place in the universe.  And honestly, I think that’s where we are failing.  I see it on the news and hear it in passing conversations.  There’s too much talk about “them” and not enough about “us”.  No matter where or how you grew up our drives are all the same.  We want a good like for our family and our people.  Ok time for me to get off my soap box.

The main reason why I wanted to post today was because the travel bug has attacked me with a vengeance.  Just recently, my husband’s babushka came to visit all the way from Uzbekistan.  Now for those of you who do not know, Uzbek used to be part of Soviet Russia, so his grandma considers herself Russian.

Any who.

I felt bad not being able to talk to her because I don’t speak Russian and she doesn’t speak English.  Thank goodness for Google Translate.  It may not be 100% correct, but we were able to carry on a small conversation.  By the end of the visit my husband once again broached the subject of getting our passports.  We always talk about getting them but never do anything further (a bad habit of ours) but now, I think, we might finally do it.  There are too many places that I want to see in this world.  Too many things that I want to do and too many new flavors I want to savor.  It’s time and past for me to get a passport, pack my bags, and live like the gypsy that I was always meant to be.

Here’s where I want to go:

Drink a pint in Ireland.

Ride a horse through the Scottish highlands

Marvel at the ruins of Ancient Rome

Sail along the Mediterranean Sea

Be in the Red Square while it snows

Visiting the temples in China

See Mt Everest (I’m not crazy enough to climb it)

Walk where the Pharaohs once walked

Dine on top of the Eiffel Tower

See Stonehenge

That’s not everything but just a small list of the places I want to go to some day.

Until next time my people!

Comparing

I know I am very much guilty of this.  I highly doubt that there is a single person in this world who doesn’t compare themselves to other people.  Sibling rivalry ring a bell?  And honestly I don’t really think it’s all that bad, but I do have to agree that the best person to compare yourself against is you.  We know what we had to overcome to reach where we are.  We simply don’t know that about other people.  They may have gone through hell and back and are now finally on the up swing.

I know that I have made plenty of mistakes and had my fair share of failures, but I’ve gotten over them and am all the better for it.  I’ve come a long way on my path to be a better author, better wife, better person and I know that I’m not done yet.  I’m hella proud of the achievements that I have made.

So stop worrying about what the people around you have.  Instead focus on how you can become a better version of yourself.

 

Love ya!

 

A collection of moments

In the spirit of this pretty little picture and quote I want to talk about my recent trip up to Hanging Rock.  The plan was to go camping for a couple of days and unplug, but that didn’t pan out, so we just went hiking instead.  My husband and I invited my parents (who we were staying with) to come along and they said yes.

We decided to do the water fall trails because they were a little easier and my step father is still recovering from knee surgery.

The trail was nice and I enjoyed being out in the woods.  We reached one of the over hangings and I went up to the edge and sat down on the edge.  I was more than content to just sit there a few moments and relish the coolness of the stone benieth me, coupled with the warmth of the sun and the scent of wet earth.  But my folks wanted to take a couple of pictures and move on.  Oh well, to each their own I suppose.  When we reached the bottom where the water fall was I handed my stuff off to my hubby and climbed down to it.  My mom wanted to know what I was doing and I told her that standing under a waterfall was on my bucket list.  Now, mind you, I pictured it in some tropical location but hey, I’ll take what I can get.  My hubby soon joined me and together we stood under the chilly water.

The point of the story is this:  Live in the moment.  Take time to make memories and get the pictures on the way out.

 

Until next time my friends

Progress

My husband and I are having some fertility issues.  I went to see a specialist, and like any time you go see the doctor, they made me get on the scale.  It was a bit of a shock seeing the number I saw.  So when I got home, I swore to change.  I’ve made some adjustments and am trying to get into the swing of working out and what not.  I have to constantly remind myself that any progress I make is good.  So that brings us to the quote of the week: