Not Giving Up — Gittin’ Back In The Saddle

I don’t do New Year resolutions, but I love getting my journal out and rehashing where I’m at with God, life, writing, relationships, art, etc. January 3rd was a good entry for that, knowing that this year, 2015, I will e-publish several books and short stories.

I have been writing for ten years or more. Journaling for more years than I can remember. How many short stories and books can a person have lying around on their hard drive without getting them out there? Not that all are publish-ready, but many are.

I can hear your thoughts right now. “Are ya scared?”

Yup! Shakin’-in-ma-boots-scared!

Those stories are my babies and what if you don’t like them? What if you make fun of them? What if … you don’t read them once I get the guts to publish them?

Well, Reader Person, Sir/Ma’am, I am going to publish. This year.

I don’t know what that looks like. I don’t even know how to do it. Yet.

But.

I am going to do it.

It’s time to step up to the plate … or get my feet wet. Orrrr … git off the pot! (Some strange cowboy influence today).

I’m inspired, excited and ready for the challenge! Stickin’ ma neck out.

Hold me accountable.

Or we can hold each other accountable.

A challenge for you. Have you gotten back in the saddle after quitting? After falling? After … failing? Please leave a comment below. I’d love to hear your stories!

© 2015, Bonnie Lacy

Bargaining with NaNoWriMo

It’s November. NaNoWriMo month. That’s National Novel Writing Month. It’s where … maybe go to their site. They explain it better. You write a book in a month. For those that do that 12 times a year, it’s okay. For the rest of us?

I’m days behind, but I’ll catch up. Year before last, I discovered I could write 6,000 words in one day. So … let’s see. 50,000 total words divided by 6,000 words a day equals (drum … no percussion section? Okay … flutes … flute) 8.333333333 days.

It’s November 12, so I could finish this in 5.83333333 days. That leaves the last week and a half of the month to get ready for Thanksgiving!

That works.

I’ll let you know how it really works out!

Isn’t He Cute?

IMG_2570I know. This is weird. You know where I am, or rather, what department of Menard’s I’m in.

Posting about being in the bathroom is creepy enough, but taking a picture in there is over the top!

But, I have to do it. I see little faces all over and I have to shoot the picture. Isn’t he cute? See how his eyes twinkle … no wait … those are screws. But check out the dimple in his chi … a screw again.

This is even crazier … I see those faces most times after God has done something in my life, or when I have submitted to Him.

He rewards me. “Here my daughter. Here is My gift to you. You’re such a good girl, so I’m giving you this.”

No strings attached. The visuals always make me smile. Always.

I have a whole file of these from various venus. Many in bathrooms!

Have you ever noticed that drains (in bathrooms), purse/coat hooks (in bathrooms), faucets (yeah, in bathrooms) often look like faces? Do you notice. Do you take the time to capture it, whether by really looking, or by taking a picture? Do you take the time to see?

Anywhere?

It is probably the weirdest thing I do, other than write weird stories.

Grammer Monsters

Angry Grammar Duck

Angry Grammar Duck

Grrr.

Infinitives.

Conjugations.

Prepositions.

Is there an easier way?

Do I have to know English to learn Spanish? =D

Do I have to learn grammar to learn Spanish?

Do I have to speak grammar to write a book?

Can’t I just learn Spanish like my grandkids are learning English?

Just teach me how to think, talk, write, listen, hear, understand Spanish!

Please.

I just looked up infinitive. It means the basic form of a verb.

Why don’t they just say that?

“What is the basic form of a verb?”

That’s all anybody needs to say.

Then I understand.

Then I see, says the blind woman!

(I’m not blind, I just can’t see!)

Kombucha, Kale Chips, and Editing

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Kombucha. A few months ago, I didn’t know what that was. My daughter started brewing her own, so I bought a bottle.

Ick.

Then I tasted her homemade brew.

Ahhh!

I begged for a scoby. Or mother. Or starter. I traded my gallon jars for one precious mother. Boom! I was addicted.

I enjoy everything about it, except when I let it brew too long and it becomes vinegary. I now have my own supply of vinegar for salads, etc. I am doing continuous brew, which is much easier than by the batch.

About the same time, I made my own kale chips. I needed to use up a bag of fresh, so I dehydrated them in the oven. I sprinkled them with olive oil and sea salt and dried them in a 170 degree oven until they were crisp. They are easy to burn, so I checked them every half hour or so.

In between scobies and chips, I am also in the middle of the fourth pass of editing on my fifth novel. It hit me as I brewed sweet tea, then checked the oven, that editing is much the same process as brewing and dehydration.

Hang in there! Let me explain.

When we brew or ferment, bubbles rise up. The sweet tea becomes richer. It effervesces until it’s time to pour off or bottle it up. The resulting drink is refreshing, fizzy, mildly tangy/sweet.

When I edit, I start with a rough draft or starter, and gradually, add more description, flesh out scenes, brew up story lines that add the right flavor to the story line.

I also trim off words used too often, correct spelling, clean up the writing so it reads easily without stopping the flow. Kinda like dehydrating the rough draft until what is left is strong and well, not crunchy, but crisp.

I know I have many more passes to go on this novel and each one will improve until: either I am sick of it — which happens, or I hit send.

Leave a comment if you brew kombucha, dehydrate food or edit. What are your favorite recipes or tips?