I'm not sure how I feel about this year. One is supposed to sit back and think about everything that happened- good and bad- and talk about how much they learned.
Personally, I think that is shit.
This year was difficult, to say the least. It broke me down, wore me out, and I am still reeling from it. I'm not sure I learned anything.... Read More
The Doctor in the OB center I am having Avery at told me I could play whatever music I like while I am there.
I'm pretty sure he thought I would pick something classical or Sigur Ros like.
of course I would pick this band :|
My poor child is going to have anger issues.
Oh, and I still can't believe how big I am... Read More
Confession:
Every Sunday I listen to Bluegrass. I've been trying to figure out why and I think I finally understand it. My father was a pastor when I was a child. I spent most of my Sundays in a small country church ( like 30 people) listening to people plucking away on a banjo, guitar, mandolin and an old, beat up piano. Everyone at this... Read More
Yeehaa!!
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It's funny, I've found myself listening to Mumford and Sons a lot lately....who would have thought that an English band could make bluegrass popular outside of the US?
Ok, so evidently my account is "suspended" because sg claims i didnt pay my yearly dues. So this apparently results in random things not working for me on the site. Such as replying to messages. This is ridiculous.
I think they just hate me. My account is supposidly suspended while they sort the payment things out.. but. Hahaa Anywho.. Yes, I love that pic of Einstein. What a cooky guy.
I went through some of my older short stories today.
(It is a cold and rainy sort of day. The kind that you fall in love with for a few minutes and end up cursing for hours. )
I ended up throwing out a lot of the stories. Some of them were too confusing, others had no real direction and the rest... Read More
As an artist, I think its normal to be over critical and constantly seek improvement. I also keep all the crap I write and draw, no matter how bad it is. I have a big problem with doubting myself all the time so I hope that is normal. That is big news about the baby. I can't imagine how I'd react to a similar diagnosis. You're a strong person to handle it so well. I really hope that doesn't happen.
I would never consider myself any kind of artist, writer, musician, etc, but I can honestly say I absolutely hate everything I've ever created. Except the work-in-progress motorcycle, but if I ever finish it, I'll probably hate it too. Maybe that's why I'll never make it as an artist. I think in order to succeed in any capacity, you have to first accept what you create, and that's something I can't do with my work. So with your works that have been published, you've proven you can accept your own work, and you can succeed.
It's not an easy thing to be told you're going to die. You feel like your doctor was too soft, saying "passed away." My doctor seemed pretty cold telling me "you will die." I've been on the other end too, having to tell a family that their loved one just died and I, the one person who was supposed to be there to save him or her, could do nothing about it. There's just no easy way to say it or to hear it. No right way, either. It just is.
I woke up this morning feeling kind of shitty and sad but then I realized " what the hell is the point?"
answer: there was none.
So I am off to finish some orders, listen to Bluegrass and drink iced tea out of a mason jar.
It is finally cool enough here (it is 57F) for me to put on a sweater, make a up a tea (uh, yeah...in my BPRD mug) and just sit for a while. This cool morning is made better by the fact that no one is home except for my cat so...I get to walk around in just my knit wrap and socks.
Yes!! Nothing like luring ppl into supporting a good cause with a little nudity and bowling. It was awesome to say the least. I like your outlook there miss bree.. like it very very much.