Blogging U’s Writing 101

I am doing a series of writing assignments. I found this cool e-mail in my Blogs folder alluding to something called The Return of Writing 101. I signed up for it.

 

Two reason I signed up for it are:

 

1. I’m not doing anything else during that time.

2. I want the collaborative practice and help to improve my writing skills.

 

It seems like it’ll be fun to do. Kind of like the old assignments they used to give at the Pimlico Branch 21 Library for Summer Reading contests. Every Summer, we’d be given blank cards to keep track of the books we’d read. So, of course being me at nine years old, I went into overdrive and read a sizable number of books. Not little books either but good sized books with some heft to them. The Librarian, Mrs. Peterson, was in shock to the point where her jaw hit the floor on seeing my entry sheet.

 

Of course, they tested me on seeing my sheet and, of course I had a memory of every book I’d read. I would have read more too if I hadn’t gotten hung up on a book called The Ghost of Ballyhooly. I got a very nice, cheap watch out of that for my participation. Ah, memories.

 

So, with no thought of reward beyond the reward of satisfaction at completing a task set before me, I’m going into this. I just hope I can come out on the other side with my sanity intact because, this isn’t reading. This is writing. This isn’t filling, this is delving and dredging up things in uncomfortable corners of the mind. I think I’m up to it.

 

Later, Earthlings! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Changing My Programming

Last night, I spent the better part of the night writing out my gloriously wonderful and supportive childhood. *ironic laughter*

 

Okay, that’s enough, I don’t want to tempt universal fate and have lightning to strike me or something. Lightning

 

Actually, I spent that time writing out part of my life’s story. Yes, it’s a tragic tale of woe and no, I don’t talk about it too often outside of a therapy session. You see, I am writing a letter. A very special letter. A letter which may well change the course of my life depending on the reply I get from the recipient. It is important that I disclose everything about my life to this person, so they may better understand my idiosyncrasies and, hopefully, be willing to move forward together in friendship and love. Awww…Red heart

 

If this person is not as serious as they claim to be, this letter will serve to warn them off before we’re irrevocably tied together. So, I have a lot riding on this letter. As odd as it may seem, I’m not nervous, despite so much weight being put on my mind due to this situation. Strangely, my mind is at peace with the whole situation. Either we’ll move forward together or we won’t move together at all. Those are the two big choices. Everything else is small potatoes. Fingers crossed

 

In another situation, I have been writing again recently. I’ve taken to posting it to Facebook, usually with a warning of impending doom at reading my works. This is another situation where my early programming comes in.

 

Throughout my childhood, until I was a legal adult, I was frequently derided for my writing skills. It didn’t help matters that I wasn’t fully literate until third grade. Yet, to have multiple adults constantly barraging my young mind with the same negative programming wasn’t good, in my opinion. It only served to push me into self-deprecation in all my work due to expecting derision from others. Rather than suffer the arrows of others, I tend to commit social seppuku whenever I can. Especially when it’s something related to my creative endeavors.

 

I was recently admonished by a friend not to do this. She’s right. I shouldn’t do this. I may not have formal literary training but I do have good stories. They stand up well, despite the flaws in grammar and punctuation. I just need to remember that writing is a marathon of creativity, not a sprint. The fun is in the process of uncovering the stories in our minds.

 

So, from here on, I’m going to post my words without derisive commentary.

 

Okay, now it’s almost Lunch time. Bowl

 

Later, Earthlings! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Petrified Progress

I am making significant progress on both the Rainstorm II socks and Bruce’s Gloves.

 

 

Why is the progress petrified? Well may you ask, Weary Internet Traveler. You see, I just posted the first part of a story I’ve been working on since 2008 to Facebook for everyone to see. Cringe worthy, right? YES. Yes, it is.

 

In order to prevent myself from immediately tearing it down from my wall, I’ve temporarily banned myself from using Facebook until this gnawing feeling of doom subsides from my stomach. So, instead, I will be knitting on Rainstorm II while listening to music.

 

Not much else is happening. Kathleen got her doilies and loved them. I’m overjoyed that she thought highly of them.

 

My plants are growing like weeds and I just planted Mesclun greens, which I hope will grow.

 

Oh yeah, speaking of growing things and thanks to John Kohler’s video on it, I am working on getting an Aerogarden. If all goes to plan, I should have it set up on Bookcase Two within two month’s time. There’s more room behind Bookcase Two than Bookcase One for cord space and adjustment of the overhead light. Plus, it’s away from all forms of light in the dark corner of my room. I can more effectively monitor the growth rate of the plants without worrying about them getting too much light or drying out because of the heat of the sun.

 

If all doesn’t go according to plan, then I’ll have to acquire another Rolling Stand or something to put it on.

 

I’ll also be getting my first mushroom kit later this year. This is going to be quite a growing year for me. Yay!

 

Later, Earthlings! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

I Finished It!!!!! Finally…

You’ll just have to take my word for it that I’ve completed Kathleen’s Coffee Table Topper. I was so tired at the end of all that single crocheting that I printed postage without thinking to take a picture of the finished doily. Hopefully, when it all gets to its forever home, my friend will take a picture which I will then share with you.

 

I am so tired right now. I crocheted the entire night to get the doily finished in time for my deadline of the 17th. Now that I’ve got this completed, I can move on to another in the long list of projects I’m doing. My finger and thumb are too tired from crocheting with that 1.65mm hook right now, so I think I’ll knit for a while or until my hands get tired from that. I’ve got quite a backlog of things to make too. Bruce’s Gloves (remember those?) are sitting here on my desk, crying. So are my socks. The wedding/anniversary gift doilies will be my very next crocheted project.

 

First, though, I’m going to get some sleep. Later, Earthlings! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Finish It!!!

 

 

Say hello to my two newest friends. Bookcases One and Two took me less than three hours total time to assemble and, I have to say it, they’re wonderful.

 

In truth, I needed them because my room was a lesson in chaos. I had DVDs and Blu-rays stacked against my closet door and books stacked on a stand in one corner of my room. Now, I have organization and I love it. With the installation of the bookcases, my head feels so much clearer. Sun

 

 

Now, down to business. This doily is getting completed on or before the seventeenth. I was ill (again) with a cold and allergies and couldn’t crochet during that time. So, I’m going to spend all of tonight listening to music and crocheting. Hopefully, I’ll make some headway with the doily. If all goes well, I’ll get a wing done by the end of tonight and another done by the end of the day.

 

Incidentally, I found the yarn for that commission. Now all I’ve got to do is convince the intended recipient of the $35.00USD worth of the gloves. Considering the formula standard used for pricing knitted and crocheted objects, she’s getting it for cheap. Most of the people I’ve come across double the price of the yarn (assuming the crafter is acquiring it) plus time and labor. Oddly enough, no one ever wants to pay this. Crafting. It’s a labor of love. Crying face

 

Onto other topics. My Spring Crazy has been unleashed. I transplanted/made cuttings of my Pelargoniums and Coleus. I finally also got rid of the main Coleus pot from last year. Specifically the plants, the pot was reused for Pelargoniums. Right now, I have a sea of Pelargoniums sitting on and around my windowsills. I’m really hopeful that they’ll grow.

 

I know I should have done this stuff weeks ago but the bug to do it just hit me. I’m just hopeful that the Pelargoniums take root/survive the transplant shock.

 

One thing I cannot wait to get is a Golden Pothos plant. Hopefully, I’ll find one cheap at the supermarket before it closes its doors for good in April. Bookcase One is in a very sunny location in my room and is an ideal spot for such a plant. Though, I’d better go on the prowl for containers to prevent water getting on Bookcase One. Red rose

 

That’s enough whining. Now, for me to get to work. Later, Earthlings! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

Hello, Earthlings…

Say hello to my little friend.

 

No, wait.

 

Say hello to Kathleen’s Coffee Table Topper at seventeen rounds. This pattern has a tendency to bunch up early on, before the wings are crocheted on. It is fully round, I can assure you.

 

My original finish date of the 7th of March has been postponed until the 9th. I have a really bad cold on top of allergies. For those in the know of what that feels like, you can imagine what I’m going through right now. Crying face

 

I’m starting to feel marginally better though. With that improvement, my crochet skills have increased.

 

Ran across an interesting quiz on a friend’s Facebook page. It’s called the ACE Study Quiz and it measures the impact of Childhood trauma on adult health outcomes. It is featured in an NPR story about the ten questions most doctors are afraid to ask.

 

You just know I aced this one. /sarcasm. Actually, I got an eight out of ten on this particular quiz. Apparently, most people score a 2-4. Overachiever, I am. Smile with tongue out

 

I’m not up to much today. Just installing a Blu-ray burner/player in my computer and watching ALL THE DVDs and BLU-RAYS! I may also slink out to get some food. I am still in the process of replying to people. Who knew I was so darn popular? Yes, this includes you, Lotta. It’s funny, because normally, I don’t get a drop of e-mail outside of a few friends and, suddenly, I’m bombarded with a slew of correspondence from all over the world. I’m not complaining as I love talking with the people who’ve written. I just find this communication uptick interesting.

 

Incidentally, while out paying the Renter’s insurance, I got a possible commission for a pair of gloves. A part of me wants to make them for free but I need to pay for things. Now, if I can just find three skeins of Wine colored Superwash Cashmere Merino Wool yarn in my stash without hitting up Lion Brand, I’ll be a happy camper. Thankfully, the commission is for a woman with normal sized hands, so that’s not as much knitting as I normally have to do for myself. I could probably bust them out in a week, assuming I can find that yarn.

 

I got another request for a Hobbes Doll. As I do this for free, per the request of the pattern designer and the general feeling of the creator of Calvin and Hobbes, I had to temporarily decline the request until July. I should be finished with all the commissions and promised items I have in place by then. Cashy money pays bills and thus comes first while promised items to friends come second.

 

The clever irony in all of this is that I still haven’t made MY Winter gear and it’s almost Spring. I’m too darn self-sacrificing.

 

Anyway, I wish you all a pleasant and happy weekend filled with the finest everything good. Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow

The Breadth and Depth of Depp

Hi all! I’m currently taking the time out of my day to show the Maternal Parental the versatility of Johnny Depp’s acting talents. As we all know, they are quite prodigious.

 

So far today, we have watched Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl and Benny & Joon. The Maternal Parental was pleasantly surprised by the latter, having panned it as a movie she would not like based solely on how the cover art looked on the DVD. The former movie was actually requested by her to look at today. She’s done a full 180 from being completely frightened of it to really enjoying the story, including Captain Jack Sparrow.

 

She’s presently taking a break between movies. Right now, it’s a toss up between Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and The Corpse Bride for the next film to watch. I have others but, somehow, I know she’ll gravitate towards the ones with Johnny Depp.

 

Today also happens to be my friend’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Sistercrow! Your gift will be in the mail within seven days. Rolling on the floor laughing

 

I’m not doing much else tonight. Just up to the usual of knitting and crocheting. I’m also still in the midst of replying to all those people who’ve sent me messages. I’m a little over halfway through them all even as new replies come in.

 

Having a fancy for The Kurgan, I decided to get The Highlander as well as a few other films. As soon as I can get more money for my labor, I’m going to be buying series one and two of the now defunct Carnivàle. As you can probably tell from my choices of film and television, I’m a Clancy Brown fan and I have been for a very long time. Fantastic actor. I’m even going to see if I can chase down that episode of The Outer Limits he was in called Afterlife.

 

Well, that’s my Saturday night. Good night, all! Rolling on the floor laughingRed heartRainbow