The Creative Just Got Real!

Matt is by far the best husband!!! Lately I’ve completely taken over the dining room to work on my various art projects. And it’s become a bit of a pain, just kidding, it’s become a massive pain having my art supplies all over the place and trying to keep a section of the table clean for Savannah! So the solution to this creative problem was to get more creative! Matt suggested taking a section of our bedroom and turning it into my makeshift art studio. Apparently he made this suggestion when I was pregnant with Austin, but courtesy of pregnancy brain, I don’t remember.

Anyway, I had to purge myself of a lot of books to make part of this project happen! But that’s what libraries are for, right? Feed the reading habit without books taking over such a tiny space! And in the process of becoming more organized for this work space, I really have to examine what I do and don’t need. For example, I have at least fifteen black Sharpies. I don’t need that many and most of them are a carry over from my days as a Starbucks partner. So getting rid of little things like that surprisingly make a big difference in attaining more space of what I do need! I’m still working on convincing myself that I need to keep certain things because I’ll eventually use them. Nope, I have to stick to my new rule with stuff for 2019: “If it ain’t being used and it ain’t getting used, give it away!”

It’s going to be nice having a designated work space for my art and my writing! I’m looking forward to my biggest concern being paint on the wall or carpet and not Savannah potentially grabbing something she shouldn’t. Which, I’ll give her credit for a two-year-old, she doesn’t care to mess with paint! It’s too messy for her liking! But like I was saying, it’ll be nice to close the door (when Matt’s home), watch painting tutorials on YouTube (I prefer that to reading), and get better at painting with acrylics and watercolors. I don’t plan on making this creative endeavor my sole source of income, but I would like for it to be a paid hobby! I just like to create and more than that, I’m glad we found a space in our 972 square foot apartment for me to do that and be able to spread out a bit! Even if it is in the master bedroom!

So here’s to an awesome husband and to being more creative!

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A New Year of Writing

Well, it’s a new year. Fourteen days into a new year and I’m finally sitting down to do some serious writing. Well, as serious as my mood will allow me to be. There are a lot of words in me that I would like to get down on paper or typed. It’s been a bit difficult though because I’ve been adjusting to life with two children. And at this point, I would much rather sleep than write. But I’m kid free for the next couple of days, so I’m going to enjoy the opportunity to work on some creative endeavors.

I probably won’t accomplish it, but I probably will, but I would like to get some kind of writing going on a novel. Or even finish the couple I attempted last year, but failed at because well, pregnancy. No more pregnancies though. So life as I know it will gradually fall into a rhythm that will allow me to write more!

Right now, my writing is crap. I’m definitely out of practice and I’m okay with that. It’s motivation to make time to write, even while balancing life with Savannah and Austin.

This will be a year of writing for me. Writing and reading as well because the more I read, the more I want to write.

Okay, I’m done babbling in this post. Maybe the next one will be better!

Sleepless Nights

In the short two years since giving birth to Savannah, I quickly forgot about the sleepless nights situation. Now, fast forward to my precious three-week-old son, Austin, and I’m quickly refreshed on how many nights I won’t be getting any sleep. I mean thankfully, I have enough coffee to run my own coffee shop if I wanted, but still a few hours of sleep won’t hurt either.

And speaking of sleep, Savannah and Austin are both taking a nap right now and instead of being sleep myself, I’m writing this blog and eating the cold chicken nuggets and fries Savannah didn’t want to finish for her lunch. Yes, I’m complaining about being tired, but not taking advantage of a prime opportunity to get some rest. I’m weird like that. Also, I’m enjoying the peace and quiet, save a few grunts from Austin as he passes gas in his sleep. I’m glad he’s cute and adorable!

Anyway, it was about four months before Savannah fully started sleeping through the night. So, I’m hoping that Austin follows the same timeline, but he probably won’t because every child is different. All right, I’m going to go to sleep now. Maybe I’ll get ten straight minutes of sleep before one of my littles decides to wake up!

Random Thoughts: The Start of NaNoWriMo

Well, tomorrow marks the start of National Novel Writing Month and I’m pretty excited! Not like super excited, but excited enough that I’ll meet my daily goal of 1,667 words. The upside is that Savannah will be with her grandparents, so that leaves uninterrupted time to write. The downside is I made plans with a friend for an afternoon lunch and then I have plans with my husband for some get together at this job. But whatever the case, I’m pretty sure I’ll get the word count knocked out.

My biggest advantage is that I plan to jump around with my writing. I won’t do like I did last year and drive myself crazy trying to force words that just weren’t there. If I feel like working on Chapter Ten before Chapter Seven, then that’s what I’ll do. The most planning I’ve done is come up with titles for each chapter. That’s about all the guidelines I’ve given myself. Everything else, I’m pulling from my head like Dumbledore’s thoughts going into his Pensieve.

It’s gonna be a fun month. I mean right after I finish using the month of November to write my first draft of a book, all that effort will be completely forgotten as I prepare to give birth to my son, Austin, at the beginning of December!

 

Random Thought: Just Wing It

                       

patrick-fore-381200-unsplashWell it’s official, I’m not going to succeed at NaNoWriMo doing the whole planning and outlining thing. I had it all set up. I had a game plan. And then my brain was like “Nope, not gonna work!” So I’m going to do what I did last year, take my idea and work it out one written word at a time.

If I’m going to be successful with NaNoWriMo two years in a row, then I have to stay true to who I am as a first draft writer. No planning out the idea. Just taking the idea and running with it. I know what my end goal is. Obviously, it’s 50,000 words in a month. But it’s also to complete the first draft, so that I’ll have a foundation for the second draft.

Write the crap. Then clean the crap up. That appears to be my modus operandi when writing!

 

All For Nothing (Repost)

So, I’m having one of those lovely days where everything feels stupid. I feel like any and everything I’ve done with my writing is for nothing. I just want to stay in bed, put the covers over my head, and give up.

But life doesn’t work like that. Everything I’m doing will one day pay off. That’s what I have to remember. I can’t let a perfectly beautiful day escape me. I can’t ignore the opportunity to add more to a novel. I can’t let the chance to brainstorm a new idea go to waste. I have to keep going, especially on the days I just don’t want to. None of the words seem right, but it’s something written to be edited on another day.

So today sucks. But I’m alive. I’m drinking good coffee. I’m blessed with an opportunity to do some crappy writing. And I have a loving husband and spunky toddler waiting for me when I get home! All is well in the end. Regardless of what my feelings are trying to get me to believe.

 

Dear Younger Me

Dear Younger Me,

Life is not as hard as you think it is. You’re going to think it’s hard and some days you feel like you cannot possibly go on anymore, but you always find the strength to go on. Why? Because you’ve always been stronger than you give yourself credit for.

Take plenty of naps. You’re going to need them. One, they’re awesome. But secondly, sometimes you annoy yourself to the point a nap is the only solution.

Stop being scared to take risks and be daring. Stop being scared to dream. It’s going to take you awhile to figure this out, but once you do, it’ll be amazing at how much you will set your sights on to accomplish. A day will come where you participate in this thing called National Novel Writing Month and you will complete your first novel. You will hate it, but it will give you the motivation you need to keep aspiring to be the writer you really want to become.

You will fall in love one day. And the man you fall in love with won’t be like any other man you’ve encountered before. This man you fall in love with will love you for all of who you are. And because of his love for you, you will learn to love yourself more and you will learn to love others more. And when you become a mother, you’ll have a love for God you never knew possible and a love for life that goes beyond comprehension!

Your biggest challenge will still be your temper, but between being a wife and a mother, you will start to mellow out on the things that upset you. And you will continue to mellow out because marriage and motherhood show you what’s important and what’s not. And a lot of things that aren’t important, that you made important, will be put in their proper place.

I will write you more letters in the future, so don’t worry about that. But where you are now and where you end up when I’m writing this letter is a night and day difference. You learn to realize and believe that you are beautiful and you stop becoming afraid to let that beauty show.

Always and with love.

 

An Abundance of Words

I tend to do this thing where I convince myself that I have nothing to write about. I act like it’s a massive dread to sit down and start punching away at the keys on my laptop and just type one word after another until, viola!, I’ve actually written something. I just don’t get myself sometimes. But whatever, I’m still growing up.

The best thing I’m learning for myself is to jot down my ideas. And even if I don’t do anything with that idea in the moment, it’s written down and not forgotten. I can work on it over time and eventually turn it into something more. Not forcing the words is always the best case scenario. And I’m finally figuring that out, but like I said, I’m still growing up. So, some of my blog posts will just be “dump posts” in which I’m just writing for the sake of writing, but I still like it enough to share with the world.milkovi-444287-unsplash

So this is my first official “dump post”. This is a reminder to myself that I am capable of writing something because I’m never truly in short supply of words. I just need to remember to take the words that are swimming in my head and just type them out or hand write them out, depending on what suits my fancy in the moment.

As time progresses and I get better and more comfortable with my writing, I won’t consider any of my writing “dump posts”, but in the meantime it is what it is. I want to write because I love writing and I love finding ways to inspire people or just make them laugh. I’m working to become a master of my craft.

All For Nothing

So, I’m having one of those lovely days where everything feels stupid. I feel like any and everything I’ve done with my writing is for nothing. I just want to stay in bed, put the covers over my head, and give up.

But life doesn’t work like that. Everything I’m doing will one day pay off. That’s what I have to remember. I can’t let a perfectly beautiful day escape me. I can’t ignore the opportunity to add more to a novel. I can’t let the chance to brainstorm a new idea go to waste. I have to keep going, especially on the days I just don’t want to. None of the words seem right, but it’s something written to be edited on another day.

So today sucks. But I’m alive. I’m drinking good coffee. I’m blessed with an opportunity to do some crappy writing. And I have a loving husband and spunky toddler waiting for me when I get home! All is well in the end. Regardless of what my feelings are trying to get me to believe.

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