And One Week Became Another


I’m not a person who has the most exciting life. I spend a good amount of time curled up with a book or magazine as the world passes by. Lately, I find myself even bored of watching television with the exception of a few favourite shows and often the news. I’m trying to participate in society, in the world, but there is a cushy feeling going between what I am reading (blogs included), extra sleep while I wait for my sleeping medication to become more tolerable, and the activities I have planned. Sometimes there just isn’t time for everything and I’m finding that that is okay sometimes.
As of late I’ve been spending moments working on poetry for a Writing 201 course through WordPress. Poems just come to me I find but it is great review to practice pattern, meter, and terms such as anthropomorphism or consonance. I think it’s only a two week course but I have signed back up for Photography 101 afterwards to hopefully take more of my own photographs recently this time around. I’m also working on Fiction 600 through SFU, it starts this week and I will have to keep up with that for the next four months. But I’m excited to have the course be of some assistance on the book I am writing. Maybe I will learn more about how to structure it and resolve my plot.

I’m looking forward to having a busy week with a couple appointments early on and a weekend spent at my boyfriends. I have not seen him in two weeks he’s been so busy studying for Culinary school. Plus, I’ve been busy enough myself although it may not seem like it. I guess I’ll just wait and see what happens too.

Oh and if you’ve ever wanted to read a book where the heroine is actually a well built curvy woman and not some tiny thing I suggest The Raven by Sylvain Reynard. It is a pretty exciting read. Interesting and based around art and literature as his books always are. It’s a romance but I still really enjoyed it and look forward to his next book The Prince.

Take care

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Writing or Reading?


Prompt: If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why?

I keep going back and forth on this one because I love to both read and write and learn so much from accomplishing both. But If someone held a gun to my head I’d choose writing simply because for me writing is extremely cathartic. I don’t know how many times I have felt so much more light at heart because I was able to write down a bit of prose or poetry. I’d go as far to say that writing is a passion something that is a part of me that I couldn’t live with out. It is an innate part of me, expression. Something that I must express or go crazy otherwise.

This is not to say that I don’t nearly equally love reading other people’s writing such as blogs. I have some absolute favourites I’d be devastated not to see in my inbox during the week but if I had to choose it wouldn’t kill me inside not to read blogs. Somehow I’d manage. The thing is there are so many blogs and some are wonderful and some are not so wonderful. And that’s okay because everyone is at their own place in their writing. But finding blogs that truly speak to you almost all the time is a challenge. Very rarely to I say ” Yep this person gets me completely.” I’m sorry if this is mean but I’m sure others feel this way to.

Notes to Sleep By


I think I am having one of the most boring weeks of my life? I am well enough again after July to be up and about the house all day but I am finding myself a tad bored of reading which is saying something because I can usually read all day most days now and love it as I always have. English Major right here.

I don’t always feel that I need a nap in the day, daily chores, and preparing myself for the day only takes so long, even if I have chosen to do my hair in some special way since I have time.

I’m in this in-between stage where I’m healthy enough to be around the house but not quite healthy enough to be out and about doing too much, that just seems to exhaust me.

So, I walk a short distance — I still feel odd walking without a dog — and I concentrate as much as I can on some book, writing, and a tad bit of scrapbooking. I am trying to do more around the house but it seems when I get to rearranging things for more then a couple hours the usual fatigue kicks in. Same old problems.

I did happen to get together again with A over summer but he has been on a long vacation since the end of July visiting Paris, France, Morocco, and Barcelona, Spain. We’ve kept up communication well but I miss him a lot by this point, we’ve never been a part more then 3 weeks and although we message often I haven’t heard much lately so that usually means the cell reception is bad wherever he is in Morocco now.

He tells me he is coming home soon and I’m extremely looking forward to seeing him and hearing stories about his travels and all the friends and relatives he has seen. Although, I was happy to have a break to think before he left now I believe as the euphemism goes “absence makes the heart grow fonder.”

I’m also doing this Writing 101 mini – course through WordPress, it’s about writing every day for a month and writing on varied topics, so I’m excited to have a little something to do until my editing course starts in November by distance learning.

I will be taking Proofreading and if that’s full then I will take Copywriting, both beginner courses. I just think Proofreading is the place to start since it’s more of checking for grammar and spelling etc. kind of idea as opposed to Copywriting which could involve changing more significant grammar, wording, and maybe even changing some ideas that don’t quite make sense ( at least suggesting). But I am happy to do whatever course I end up in.

The next two weeks will be busier, I have a wedding a few coffee’ s and some errands, shopping, and a visit to my favourite, The Beauty Lounge. If I am fortunate enough, A will be back and I’m thinking if he returns in the day I could meet him at the airport. I certainly think he’s worth the cab fare. fall will pick up as it always does and I’m excited for when it does.