Too Many Books!!!!

Ha ha just kidding, there’s no such thing as too many books.

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My husband has to drag me away from the book section of any store we walk through and often gives me a resigned sigh when I give him the puppy eyes when we past a book store.  Have I mentioned how much a love him?  Any who, the reason why I titled this post the way I did is because right now, I have three books that I’m reading.  I didn’t choose to read three in one go, it just sort of happened that way.

You see, the first book is a non fiction.  Those I can’t read in one sitting.  When I’m bored I pick it up and reach until my brain cries for me to stop.  The other book I’m reading is a new purchase (even though I have probably a dozen other books that I need to read).  The latest book is a library hold.  It’s been on hold for so long that I forgot that I had put it on hold.  I can’t speak for the rest of you, but for me, library books take precedent.

So now, I feel guilty putting the other two books to the side while I focus mainly on my library book.  All the while my husband shakes his head at me wondering why in the world he puts up with a bookaholic.

 

Happy weekend peoples!  Until the next time!  I got a lot of reading to do.

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I finally bit the bullet

I’ve always tried to avoid sites that I know will take up (consume) my life.  One such site is Tumbler and the other is Twitter.  Huh…I just realized they both start with Ts.  Anyways, I finally signed up with Twitter because let’s be frank, its a good way to generate interest.  More and more people are on it than ever before.  So I figured, why the hell not?

Hit me up and follow.  I plan…key word plan to put up snippets of chapters or bits of dialogue that I find brilliant.

Here’s the link:

The dreaded Twitter page!

Tools of the Trade

There are many tools that I employ to help me along while I plan and write my books.  Sometimes it’s a steaming cup of tea or a tall glass of wine.  And it always involves music.  At first I used good ‘ol Pandora, bouncing around stations as they suited me.  Then I found the lovely playlists on Spotify (yes I know, I’m a little late to the party).  But my newest discovery is a wonderful little gem call ambient-mixer.com.  Talented people have created background noise for you to listen to!  My favorites (so far) are Ravenclaw’s Common Room, Loki’s Chambers, and Bucky and Steve’s apartment…oh not the mention Witches Cabin.  They have nature sounds too, but so far these are the ones I love.  Seriously, check them out and let me know what are some of your favorite stations?

 

Later my peoples

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Weird forms of inspiration

There are some things that help a writer find the right words to say or breathe to life a scene.  Music is usually the first thing that people talk about.  I often listen to certain styles of music when I’m writing certain pieces.  The music helps me to create the world and people in my head.  It also helps to create sequences.  When I’m editing, I tend to listen to music that l like to sing along to.  Editing is one of the most boring things a writer has to do.  I tend to go cross-eyed after a while.  But I don’t really want to go too far into musical inspiration.

There are some really odd things that I do that help with my creative process.  First, it’s cleaning. More specifically when I’m cleaning alone.  As I tackle the chores I have neglected all week, I work out a considerable amount of my dialogues.   I even do accents, thus the need to be alone.  My husband already thinks I’m crazy.  At least my pugs won’t judge me.  The other thing is the Game of Thrones game on Facebook.  I don’t know why but for some reason that game gets my story juices flowing.  Maybe because it’s a story driven game…shrugs.

Anyways, I would love to hear of the ways you guys find your inspiration. Comment below

 

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Editing day

I sat down to start working on the climax for Souls in the Dark, but the words wouldn’t come.  I tried to write a few words but they just weren’t right.  But I cannot do nothing, so it looks like it’s an editing day.  I’ve almost caught up to what I have written so far which is great.  So time to make myself a cup of tea…Oh wait…I dragged my hubby to the farmer’s market the other weekend.  We were just milling about, I was looking for duck egg when I discovered something better; a tea merchant!  Yeah!

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I love tea just as much as I love coffee.  I love unique teas even more.  I bought an once of this absolutely delicious tea called French Quarter.  It smells like pipe tobacco but tastes like heaven.  I might have to go back and get some more.  There were a lot of interesting blends that I would like to try.

Anyways, back on topic; I’m going to make myself a cup of tea, play some soft music and get to polishing my words.  Until next time people!

 

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Pull the Pieces Back Together

I had a melt down a couple of days ago.  It was pretty bad.  You see, I suffer from bouts of depression and anxiety.  They come and go with irregular frequency.  The depression doesn’t last for very long, and I have good coping mechanisms so I don’t take medication.  However, my anxieties are growing.  The reason why I’m opening up like this is because I feel like I need too.  So many people, and myself, have a hard time opening up about the darkness in our heads.  I guess there’s a sense of shame because why can’t we be happy like everyone else.  This sorta leads me up to my melt down.

I have never really been a healthy person.  The only time I was was while I served in the military and even then, it wasn’t 100% healthy.  I have some medical issues that have caused me to put on an unhealthy amount of weight and quitting smoking has also caused me to put on some pounds.  My mental issues are exasperated by my weight issues and my weight issues are exasperated by my mental issues.  See my problem here?

My only saving grace is my husband.  Honestly, I don’t think I could have pulled myself out of the black whole of self-doubt if it wasn’t for him.  He has seen me at my best and at my worst.  We are trying to have a baby but have run into complications.  Fertility medication hasn’t worked and now the doctors are going to see if all my parts are working right.  I, however, believe that my weight is a major issue, so I have begun steps to remedy that.

I’m hoping that as I fix my body physically, my mind and perhaps my soul, will also pull themselves back together.  It is an awful feeling, hating everything about yourself.  I struggle to find one thing that I like about myself everyday.  Sometimes it’s a physical thing, sometimes it’s something much deeper.  I know talking about my troubles helps tremendously but more often than not, I choose to suffer in silence because I hate to be a burden on anyone.  My husband tells me that I’m not, so I’ll have to take his word for it.

For any of you who are also suffering (civilian or veteran) please find someone that you feel like you can talk to without fear.  Hell, message me and I’ll be your shoulder.

Until next time, my peoples!

Much love

 

Marvel….My addiction

So with the leisurely time that is my summer vacation, I have dedicated some of that time to catching up on some shows that I’ve been meaning to watch.  These shows are on on Netflix, which I recently acquired.  The shows in question are Jessica Jones and Daredevil and in case you don’t know both of these are own by Marvel.  Goddammit Marvel!  Why do you have to make such awesome shows.  I really want to give DC a chance, but they are seriously lagging behind in the content department. Anyways, if you haven’t checked these shows out yet, you really need to.  I will admit that the first season of Daredevil is a little boring but the second season more than makes up for it.  Either way I am happily slipping further and further into my Marvel addiction.  Please say a prayer for my poor husband who has to listen to me rant and rave over fictional characters.  Ha ha

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