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!)

The More I Write

The more I write, the faster I write, the better I write.

If I write daily, even a little – like say 500 words – it flows better each time I sit down. Even though there has been a span of time in between writing sessions doing the things of life (You don’t want my list: cooking, dishes, laundry, walking the dog! It looks just like yours!), as I begin writing, the words pour out, leading me on.

Not only do I stay in the story better, I stay in the flow of my writing style. It comes easier. It takes me on the ride. The characters lead me where they want to go. The story develops faster.

It’s more fun!

The flip side is when I don’t write often, the story lags and stumbles. I struggle to get into the character point of view. Plus, if I haven’t written in even a few days, I don’t feel complete or satisfied. I lost part of myself. Part of me didn’t live that day. This sounds crazy, but I didn’t sing in my spirit that day. I didn’t soar …

Somebody reading this understands, right?

Platforms are not for Sissies

I am baffled.

If writing five novels isn’t enough (plus around fifty short stories and articles and five children’s books), a writer is told they need to build a platform.

A what?

Shoes? A stage?

I’m struggling.

I am told I shouldn’t approach an agent or pitch a novel, unless I have that novel written. How do I find the time to write/edit and also build a platform?

When I google information on the subject, there are scads of websites offering ebooks (that’s cool), blogs, 5 ways to build everything.

Then there’s Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest. (And more!)

Ugh.

I am reading Michael Hyatt‘s book Platform and I can see a plan. Maybe I am the type of person that just needs the list. I’ll do each task, then check it off.

I am taking it one step at a time. And when I say one step, I mean one! As I read through the book, I just perform the task to the best of my (current) ability.

I will build on one social media site at a time. Like this blog. It goes out to FB and Twitter, so that’s double-score!

And I will do one new task a week — each one building together to create that platform.

Yesterday? I added my email signature. I realized when we changed email accounts, I hadn’t done that.

Small thing, but … one done.

Check.

My Writing Life

Aside

I’m finding my way in this writing gig.

When I first did NaNoWriMo three years ago, I wrote for hours without a break.

Ugh.

The first day I wrote 6,000 words was a horrible day. I felt like I had been chopped up in little pieces and pasted back together all WRONG. Yeah. Pain.

The second year was the same thing. Wrote without breaks, for too many hours.

But 2013 was my turning point.

I challenged myself to write for one hour, then break.

During the break, I cleaned the toilet (!) or went for a walk. Did laundry. Played with the cat (surprised her!). I even kept a list of optional things to do on my break. No. No nap!

I completed 6,000 words or more on many days, but never felt all chopped up. I was tired, but who isn’t after a day at work?

Now I’m into a heavy edit of a full manuscript. One I wrote in NaNo in 2012.

I’m learning so much. I see many mistakes. Feels good to clean things up but it’s harder than I thought it’d be. And takes longer. I don’t think it’s because the writing is horrible, but I am taking the edit deeper. Writing better point of view (POV). Writing better description. Better dialog.

Break: I just got back from a walk in the snow. I bundled up in my Goodwill snow pants, insulated stocking hat/gloves, hiking boots. I scattered the snow as I kicked my way through, like I do in the fall with fallen leaves.

Break: and now I am writing this blog.

Back to the edit.