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first: Congratulations Sara on getting published! wooo hooo!
then: So, I decided to start keeping a dream journal. After being told 3 times by a clairvoyant and an infinite number of times by other sources, I've decided to do it. I've been having crazy dreams lately, and i really think i might be getting some good book ideas from it. i'd really like to write more, and i've been trying to lately, but i just don't have time. i want to start entering contests, or at least finishing projects so i can start sending things in to publishers.
ah well.
hung out with Essie and Bry tonight. went to Denny's with them and Scott, and Scott was being cranky, but it's okay we all have our days/nights. Jim Scruples was there. He's a kickass dude.
hung out with Marshall last night, played some poker.
seriously considering taking the harlequin romance novel market by storm for easy cash (the arrogance!), or revolutionizing it so i'm not just cheapening myself.
I'm so excited. 3 more years and I'm on the appalachian trail woot! i can't wait to effin' brutalize my body mind and soul. wow. some day i'll be able to say I walked from georgia to maine, through the mountains. wow.
gosh i love living.
sometimes i wish i didn't have to be so responsible though. sometimes i wish i could just look out for number one, ya know? but no, i have to think about everyone else. can't let 'em down. can't mess up, especially on my parent's dollar, and especially in time management (at which i am terrible). i don't know.
i don't know. huh. i feel like quitting smoking has revealed a part of me that is more like my mother than i dare admit. i feel like i just would like to take a real vacation-- step away from everything; time, work, school, people, even writing maybe. i just want to meditate for a long time. sleep. drink some water (i'm thirsty). meditate again. then come back to the real world.
i don't feel very connected to the rest of the human race right now. or to friends or family or scott. the more i grow in awareness, the less connected i feel, even though i believe more fervently with each day that we all come from the same indeterminate stuff. i just feel like the bonds i'd felt before were false.
i should go to bed. i'm making myself upset.
think about hiking and all will be well
then: So, I decided to start keeping a dream journal. After being told 3 times by a clairvoyant and an infinite number of times by other sources, I've decided to do it. I've been having crazy dreams lately, and i really think i might be getting some good book ideas from it. i'd really like to write more, and i've been trying to lately, but i just don't have time. i want to start entering contests, or at least finishing projects so i can start sending things in to publishers.
ah well.
hung out with Essie and Bry tonight. went to Denny's with them and Scott, and Scott was being cranky, but it's okay we all have our days/nights. Jim Scruples was there. He's a kickass dude.
hung out with Marshall last night, played some poker.
seriously considering taking the harlequin romance novel market by storm for easy cash (the arrogance!), or revolutionizing it so i'm not just cheapening myself.
I'm so excited. 3 more years and I'm on the appalachian trail woot! i can't wait to effin' brutalize my body mind and soul. wow. some day i'll be able to say I walked from georgia to maine, through the mountains. wow.
gosh i love living.
sometimes i wish i didn't have to be so responsible though. sometimes i wish i could just look out for number one, ya know? but no, i have to think about everyone else. can't let 'em down. can't mess up, especially on my parent's dollar, and especially in time management (at which i am terrible). i don't know.
i don't know. huh. i feel like quitting smoking has revealed a part of me that is more like my mother than i dare admit. i feel like i just would like to take a real vacation-- step away from everything; time, work, school, people, even writing maybe. i just want to meditate for a long time. sleep. drink some water (i'm thirsty). meditate again. then come back to the real world.
i don't feel very connected to the rest of the human race right now. or to friends or family or scott. the more i grow in awareness, the less connected i feel, even though i believe more fervently with each day that we all come from the same indeterminate stuff. i just feel like the bonds i'd felt before were false.
i should go to bed. i'm making myself upset.
think about hiking and all will be well
