Wednesday, August 24, 2011

bitten by the bug

The writing bug, that is.  On Tuesday, I decided to go out for lunch and go watch "The Help" since I flew through the book so fast and just had to see the movie.  Of course, this was the plan on Monday, but I blew it off.  Then, the first showtime of noon came and went on Tuesday.  To say I am a procrastinator is the understatement of the year!  I've been on vacation from work since August 11, and most days can be found in my apartment reading, watching TV, listening to music, writing, surfing the Internet...and so on.  Yes, I am a hermit and I have been for years.  This is not news, people!

Anyway, I finally get ready for my outing and realize I have a lot of time to spare until the next showtime of 3:55.  I go have a leisurely lunch at Chipotle.  It's busy, but not crowded, so I don't feel like I have to rush.  I stare out the window and just enjoy my chicken bowl.  Their soda cups are pretty funny.  Mine had a story on it about getting to the end of your burrito and licking whatever fell into the foil wrapper so you don't miss one morsel of goodness.

I still have a lot of time to waste before the movie, so what better place to wander than Barnes and Noble!  I love, love, love bookstores and can get lost in one for days.  There's so many sections I like to peruse, but I always head to New Age first.  Nothing there caught my eye, so I head down to the bargain racks.  It was there that I found the book, "How to Write What You Want and How to Sell What You Write", by Skip Press.  I checked out the back cover and read the flaps.  It was $8 and he seemed to know what he was talking about in that little bit of information.  SOLD!  I took my book and went to see my movie.  The movie differed from the book in many ways, but the gist of both was the same.  Of course, I liked the book better, but I also loved Emma Stone's performance.  In fact, the whole cast was amazing and the little girls who played Mae Mobley, Eleanor & Emma Henry, stole my heart! *Sigh*

Back to the book:  I started it as soon as I got home and knew right away that I had found a gem.  A little back story here if I may.  I've been angst-ridden about finding a career that I love for many years.  In the past few years, it's really been a burr under my saddle to finally "put up and shut up," as the saying goes.  I'm almost 40-f***ing years old and I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.  Writing has always interested me.  I've tossed that idea around more than the Kardashian sister's piss away money!  I've taken personality tests, read 'find your passion' books, prayed for a blatant sign that I could not miss or misinterpret.  You name it, I think I've done it for the sake of figuring out what I want to do for a living.

I believe everything happens for a reason.  I call it serendipity that I found Skip's book.  I am only about 100 pages in, but I already have an idea for a book that I think will do well.  I'm not going to share details about it now, but when it hits the New York Times Best-Seller List, you can send me your copy and I'll autograph it for you.  :)

Thursday, August 18, 2011

reflection

Tomorrow starts number 39, so I thought it might be a good time to reflect on 38.  This year has brought ... umm ... well ...

Having NOT said that, I guess this might be a good starting point to make some goals for 39!

It's no secret that I've been searching for a meaningful career.  Don't get me wrong; what I do is important.  I believe I am meant for something more and that something has to be creative in nature.  I'm starting to write a book about my life, so that is a good start.  It'll contain all the elements of a best-seller:  intrigue, suspense, romance...  Ah, who am I kidding?!?!  It will be funny, because that's what I do!

This year will also bring the love of my life!  I say that with conviction because I am ready.  It's been quite some time since my last relationship, I've done my contemplating and know what I won't put up with and what I need.  That sounds pretty mature, right?  :)

Honestly, I thought I'd have it all figured out by now.  When I was young, I imagined myself happily married with kids, white picket fence, nice house, good job.  The American Dream, if you will.  Well, I've done the married part, twice, but obviously didn't get the happily.  No kids and am now positive I don't want any.  I'm a habitual renter with no roots to speak of.  And we've already gone over the job part.  They say, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans".  I don't think truer words were ever spoken!

I've been contemplating a new scene.  Several cities have piqued my interest:  Austin, TX, Savannah, GA, Taos, NM, Nashville, TN, and New Orleans, LA.  I haven't made any definite plans, but am researching each place to see what they have to offer, how many jobs are available, housing costs, etc.  Austin and Nashville are high on my list because of the music scenes.  Music is in my blood!  Taos and Savannah were chosen because I believe they'd be more homey.  New Orleans is...  No comments from the Peanut Gallery here!  Honestly, I wish I would receive a definitive sign that told me where to live and what career to pursue.  GAH!!!  So many options!

My lease is up in December, so I'll play it by ear, do more research and have a plan by then. One thing is certain, I will be moving OUT of downtown Denver.  Although everything is convenient here, I have had the experience and it's time to go.  I want my next home to be significantly less money per month so I can have more freedom financially, AKA mad money!  Mwahahahaha!

Until next time, peeps, here's hoping you're ticking things off your bucket list long before the kick!