I know it's been a LONG time since I posted here, but I'm going to try and be more active with this blog. Not that the credit card issue has been resolved FINALLY, I should be able to post more often.
Honestly, you haven't missed much. Nothing new is going on...same s*** different day.
Just got from the mall -- took Diva and 3 ofher friends so they could
do some shopping for THE party of the year. Don't know what Diva bought
yet -- but I'm sure it's black, probably too short and will look FAB on
her.
I'm still on a quest for the perfect black strappy shoe. Still no luck. Oh well, it will find me.
My job is still, well, my job. I've been recommended to become a big
case writer -- one of the few writers that work on the complicated big
cases. I was flattered that I was recommended, but I'm not sure it's
what I really want to do. If I take the gig, then it means all those
little "knock 'em out in a second" cases that break up the monotony
will go to someone else. I'll just go from one big case to the
next...one headache to another..of course that's been my job of late no
matter WHAT size the case was...
I'm going to stick to my original plan and get in a year there and then
see what might come over the horizon. I'm sure that if my dream job is
out there, it will present itself to me. Or maybe I am already working
my dream job and the best is yet to come.
What's really been weighing heavily on my mind recently though, is the
"am I REALLY a writer" delimma. I call myself a writer. My secondary
title at work is Proposal Writer, but other than cases and this blog (
and we see how frequently I write here!) I'm not writing a whole
helluva lot. It's not that I'm not capable. It's not that I don't have
ideas...I just don't feel like being bothered. I'd rather be out in my
yard, or crocheting or looming or beading or doing countless other
things that I like to do. Sitting down in front of a computer and
pounding out a story just doesn't "do it" for me anymore. Could bea
phase, could be the nice weather...again, I'm not sure. I just know
that this time last year, I would have given my left arm for a book
deal. Now, not so much.
Anyway, I'm going to end this and go back upstairs and work on my loom.
Got a couple of craft shows coming up and I need to get some inventory
together. I'll check in soon, I promise.
Namaste!


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