Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

THE NEW PHONE BOOK'S ARE HERE! THE NEW PHONE BOOK'S ARE HERE!


I'm surrounded by people at work who have no idea what I'm talking about.
Sigh.
Or when I Xerox off paper and hold it to my nose and say
"Remember that mimeographed smell?
and they look at me as if I'm insane.

Or the other day when I realized that no one writes in cursive anymore
and everyone says that it's OLD and obsolete.

and I defend it as easier, faster and as an ART.

Jeez.

And what about people who can't even count back change now-a-days.
I go through a drive through and my total is 6.55 so I give them a ten dollar bill and a nickel 
and they stare at it.
"It's only $6.55, a ten will cover it." they say to me
to which I reply "But I don't want all the change, I want quarters"
....they have no idea what I'm talking about.
Actual money is hard for most of them. They are used to plastic money.

anyway...
I came home yesterday to see that my package from Amazon was on my front porch!
I was so happy. I could hear Steve Martin in my head yelling "The new phone books are here!" 
So what books did I order?
Well, I already had gotten this one-

so I ordered-

and also just learned about this-

and I got this one too-

and I pre-ordered this - 

I can't delay any longer.
Wishing won't make it true.
I need to focus and buckle down and not sweat the small stuff.
I've spent much too much time obsessing over wall paint colors
and yard/garden work
and procrastinating organizing the spare room as my Art room.
Hey! it's MY house.
If I want to work at the kitchen table and have my art supplies in the mud/laundry/dog room, I can and I will.
Maybe some day that room will be my work area
but obviously the fact that it's upstairs and away from everything, just doesn't seem to work for me.
At least not right now.
I might change my mind but it's not my top priority.
I need to LIGHTEN UP FRANCIS


and just get busy.
Someday I will want to retire from my current job
and hopefully I can make enough income from writing/illustrating
that I can live on that and social security comfortable
and not have to share cat food with with my kitties.

Saturday, March 8, 2014

THIS WEEKEND

This weekend
is devote to getting rid of STUFF
and cleaning.
But mostly to thinking,
which always leads to writing.
I don't have WORD on this laptop
or maybe I do

sort of
but it keeps asking me for a KEY and I don't have a key.
and then it tells me that I have one less time to access my saved words.
I think I down to maybe 12?
and it started at 28.
So, need to get those words out of there
and into my email folders.
I save all my writing in drafts in my email account
so that I can open it wherever and look at it.

Sometimes I open them up and read the draft, maybe tweak it a bit and publish it as a post.
But it's a good place to store the thoughts in my head
that I need to get out.
To get rid of them for awhile.
I had a draft that I wrote last night
something about feeling like I was losing it at work.
Ya know, like where you are on the verge of a crying jag?

Rambling on about being tired,
tired physically and emotionally.
 
And maybe sharing an another tragic story from work
but then deciding to keep it to myself, mostly...
(sorry, Tammy)
rather than bring everyone else down too.
Yeah , it was about burn-out just before one of the busiest times of the year for me.

and about needing to remember not to dive out of the pot
into the fire.

Yeah, mostly stuff like that.
Hey, we've all got our problems.
Whatever.
So, this weekend will be spent
sorting through more of my STUFF
some to be donated and others things to be maybe sold
and sorting through my thoughts
and dumping them into my DRAFT folder.
So I hope everyone has a good weekend.
It's supposed to be much warmer here tomorrow.
Just enough to melt the snow and ice
and expose the layers of mushy poop out on my patio.

Yep. lots to do this weekend
and one hour less to do it in.
But one hour of sunlight is a good thing.