Quick Updates

Work is going well.  So far, the boss likes me.  We had an employee assessment recently, and I scored much higher than I thought I would.  Seems I won’t be shown the door as soon as I thought I would be.  Yay.

On another note, my personal NaNoWriMo is going well, too.  I’ve been working on a new-ish story.  It’s a plot I’d been dwelling on for a while, but hadn’t gotten around to writing yet.  I really want to work on that sci-fi that I’d intended to do during the actual NaNoWriMo, but I guess I’d rather not do it in a rush.  I want to work on something that matters a little less to me and is easy to pen over the course of 30 days.  Anyhow, back to some productive writing.

Professional Blog Writer

Today I am officially a professional blog writer.

My first post went up for the company blog.  Check it out!

I’m nervous about it.  I know it’s not a great post, and I’m hoping I’ll get better with time and the more I settle into the position.  At the moment I’m working on several other posts about food, recipes, and other products that we sell.  I’m kind of on a homemade kick, everything from scratch (sort of) but in the easiest ways possible and with tips to make eating homemade simple and muss free, so that may be what a lot of my blog posts focus on.  Did you know how easy it was to make your own dressings and condiments from scratch?  I’ll be posting about it within the next few months on the company blog, so maybe bookmark the page or sign up for the newsletter to get updates.

Semi-unrelated, I’m also planning on slowly learning to do homemade lotions, soaps, skin care, shampoo, hair conditioner, and cosmetic products.  Yes, I’m looking at becoming a hippie, except I want to be very scientific about it, track how well things are working, shelf life, etc.  I just need to come up with a recording system, and also run 0ut of the current products I’m using.  I’ve already got plans to make some lotions, sugar scrubs, maybe lip balm, and laundry detergent for the holidays — give some as gifts 🙂 !  Though I’m a bit wary of giving things to my loved ones that I haven’t tried on myself yet.

I might start a blog to post my results on everything.  We’ll see how that goes.

Back to the professional blog writer thing.  Yeah, come by and take a look at the post.  Tell me what you think, because I could use a few tips, pointers, lot of feedback.  Final note, I made breakfast this morning with the product I blogged about.  It was so much easier to use than I thought, though I totally missed the instruction to cover and lower the heat (I covered, no lowered heat…didn’t ruin it too much and I caught it eventually).  Here’s a pic.

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I suggest purchasing one soon. It’s a limited time item.

 

School’s Out, Time to Write

As of this past Thursday morning, my school semester is over.  It was a long and hectic year that ended on a few high notes.  A few good grades and good praise from my teachers, met some interesting people that were far friendlier towards me than I probably deserved.  In personal life, I got a new job and a new car.  The job seems to be going well, which could mean it really is going well, or I’m delusional in my hopes that it works out.

My first blog post for the new job goes up on Monday, if you would care to check it out, here’s the link.  It’s not the best thing I’ve ever written, by far, stifled by the pressure of it being my first paid writing gig and trying to situate myself into a position whose previous occupant left a severely sour taste in the boss’s mouth.  While you’re perusing the company blog, you can read some of the old blogger’s posts as well.  I’m not entirely sure how long we’ll be keeping them up, but I’m petitioning to get them removed as soon as possible.  I’d like to distance myself from her work as much as I can.  One of the earliest bloggers had some decent posts, and I’d like to spruce them up a bit, but I guess there were complications during her employment so her stuff might get removed too, we’ll see.  We’ll also be getting a freelance blogger (who I’ll be semi-managing) to write content for us.  She’s got a lot of writing experience, and thus far in our email correspondence she’s been super nice, so I’m excited to be working with her. I’ll let you know when her stuff goes up as well, let you take a look at it.  Also, you know, buy something from the store.  We’ve got cool kitchen gadgets, the kind of stuff that makes me go, “I want that…and that…and OH MY GOD THAT!”

As per my previous blog (in which I complain about my own failings during NaNoWriMo and hope the readers will take pit on me), I’m going to be doing my own version of NaNoWriMo…apparently, starting today.  Woohoo! Got to write 1600 words today.  I can kill that easy, just need to pick a story to work on.   A little torn between the one I was trying to write during NaNoWriMo and a completely different one.  UGH, I’m already sabotaging myself.  I’m just going to open a word doc and start writing, whichever story comes out is the one I’m going with, so there, take that self-imposed writer’s block!

Right.  Off I go to get some novel written.  Enjoy this picture of the kitten that wouldn’t let me do my homework.

He's a little sad about classes ending because it means his favorite napping spot - my books - is going away for a time.  Back to sleeping on my shoulders, I guess.

He’s a little sad about classes ending because it means his favorite napping spot – my books – is going away for a time. Back to sleeping on my shoulders, I guess.

School’s Out Forever…almost

I have one week left of classes and then it’s finals week.  Winter break, roughly a month long.  School starts up again on January 24th, marking, finally, my last semester as an undregrad.  I feel like I’ve been an undergraduate student forever, and my family would definitely agree.  It’s taken me about ten years to get my bachelor’s degree, I meandered at the community college taking random classes, switched my major countless times, and even took one semester off entirely.  

Few can probably claim to have taken so long finding themselves, and I’m still kind of looking.

I’d like to go to graduate school.  I’m just not sure how soon I can go.  I need to get a few professors to like me enough to write me recommendation letters.  I need to get into a field school to bolster my CV.  I need money, that’s a big and extremely scary one. Hardest of all, I need to find a school that will take me, complete with a professor interested in what I want to research.

For now, I just need to finish this semester.

Bring on the Bird

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This year my sister is hosting Thanksgiving for  the first time.  She’s a good cook, and likes to go all out for big events, so my stomach is very excited.  She’s trying out a few new fancy dishes, like a pork, bacon, and apple stuffing, and a orange-cranberry sauce made from fresh cranberries.

A little less excited that my holiday weekend will be spent doing homework, but I’ve got two more weeks left and the semester is over!  After that, just five more classes to go and I’ll have my degree.  I’m already signed up for the classes and I’m anxious for them to start.  Year’s not over yet, and I’m ready for the next to begin, what is wrong with me?  I guess I just see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I’m making a mad, mad, mad dash to the finish line.

Here’s hoping your kitchen smells as fantastic as mine right now.  Happy Thanksgiving!

 

 

NaNoWriMo – Who scheduled this thing?

So, after my second year failing at staying on task for NaNoWriMo, I’ve come  to a few conclusions.

First of all, whoever planned NaNoWriMo in November is a tool.  Deciding to hold a National Novel Writing Month which challenges participants to pen a 50,000 word novel in the very same month that, for many college students like myself, marks the closing of Fall semester and time to be focused on term projects and finals is just plain cruel.

Second, I’m projecting my frustrations onto some ambiguous figure because it’s easier than owning up to facts.  It’s my fault for doing this to myself two years in a row.  I knew schoolwork was going to keep me occupied most of the time.  Of course, it always takes me at least two screw ups to learn my lesson.

Third, I learned from a lot of writers over the net that I spoke with that in a lot of ways NaNoWriMo is for casual writers, hobbyists, and whatnot.  Career writers and people who seriously want to be novelists don’t usually participate in NaNoWriMo.  You want to know why?  Because writing 1700 words a day is a little thing they call their job. Yeah, those guys do it everyday, not just in a predetermined month. Unfortunately, school is my job right now, because I chose it over writing.  Not going to say I made the right choice, in fact, I think I royally fucked up on that one.

Which brings me to fourth, and last: who says NaNoWriMo has to be in November?  I mean, besides the people that came up with it and promote it every year.  I like the idea behind NaNoWriMo.  It’s about sitting down and actually writing, putting every other hold up on that novel you’ve been dreaming about penning behind you, and focusing on pumping out words without worrying if they’re good or right or even make sense.  But if November isn’t a good month for me, who’s to say I can’t take that concept and drop it into a month that works with my schedule better?  Or even just, in the scope of 30 days that works for me.

My classes all end in December.  I have to check my schedule, but I’m fairly certain it’s the second week.  Next semester won’t start until end of January.  So then, starting Saturday, December 14 to January 6, I’m doing the 50,000 words on my schedule.  It’s a little thing I’m calling Novel Writing Whenever or NoWriWheEv…um…nope, uh, yeah, I’m still working on it.  Maybe, After School Novel Writing…AftSchoNoWri…oh, forget it.

First Day Over

My first day at the new job is over and, well, it was a little anti-climactic.  I guess I was so nervous I was expecting a fire to break out, or hailstorms to roll in from the north.  Overall, it was just a first day.  Things were a little messy, fumbling around, trying to sort out where I was supposed to be and what I should be doing.  They don’t have a computer set up for me yet so I was sitting in the office at the center of the shop working.  There were windows all around me, that way other employees could peer in at me like a goldfish trapped in a bowl.

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I’m exaggerating, of course.  Things weren’t nearly that bad or nerve-wracking.

I was working on a Mac, which I haven’t used one in years, so that made me feel even more like a total noob.  But it didn’t take me too long to pick it back up, like riding a bicycle.  I spent the entire time cursing Macs, that was new.  I used to be a total Apple fangirl.  I’ve grown up a lot, I think.

Everyone at the job was very nice, and a lot of help.  I tried not to be too bothersome, but we’ll see.  I’m pretty excited about the products they sell and thus far, I really like the owner of the company.  He’s ambitious, and has a lot of positive vision.  There’s something inexplicably tantalizing about working for such a small-scale company in the process of growing, and in being a part of that growth.

Anyhow, until this month is over and I’ve proven my worth in salt…or at the very least they decide to make me permanent at this place, the anxiety won’t subside.  That should make writing blog content for their company unnecessarily difficult.  Or put a fire under my bum to turn out something great.  I need to stop being afraid of wanting this, and start telling myself this is what I’m meant to do.

That’s the update for now.  Hopefully I start posting blog articles soon.

Opening Doors, Leaving Others Behind

I start my new job tonight.

It’s a little frightening.  There’s a lot of pressure attached to it.  This isn’t just an opportunity to change where I am, but in a sense, I’m pursuing my dreams.  I want to write, to live off writing, see if I have it in me to turn out something people are willing to pay for to read.

Meanwhile, my other job is going to be left hanging for a little while.  Things are slow there, so I’ve cut back hours to transition into this new job.  I feel like a half-person at the old place, a ghost in a sense, which is different than the prisoner I’ve felt like for the past few years.  I’m trying desperately to stay focused on work when I’m there, to keep caring about what I’m doing, but all I really want to do is swap over to this new place and leave the other entirely behind.  I’ve been trapped for so long, this tiny taste of freedom has me salivating at the bit.

I don’t know what I’ll do if this new place decides not to take me on as a permanent employee.

I guess I shouldn’t think like that.  Just need to write like I mean it.

I didn’t know this was an actual theory…

Death of the Author is a concept from the field of literary criticism which holds that an author’s intentions and biographical facts (the author’s politics, religion, etc) should hold no weight when coming to an interpretation of his or her writing; that is, that a writer’s interpretation of his own work is no more valid than the interpretations of any of the readers. The logic is fairly simple: Books are meant to be read, not written, and so the ways readers interpret them are more important and “real” than the ways writers write them. There are also the more practical facts that a lot of authors are not available or not willing to comment on their intentions, and even when they are, artists don’t always make choices for reasons that make sense or are easily explained to others—or, in some cases, even to themselves.”

– TV Tropes; read the rest here: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DeathOfTheAuthor

Beware when clicking the above link, you may find a huge chunk of time lost visiting this site.

I have a test in a couple hours.  I should be studying, but instead I’m here, procrastinating.

For no real, particular reason, I’ve been thinking a lot about trust and where I’ve placed it in recent times.  Also, I’ve been thinking about the weird ways in which the world works.  They seem like profound musings, but really I’m dwelling on a fellow classmate that seemed to make valiant efforts to befriend me and now I feel did it solely to take advantage of me (and my far better study habits than her own), and how the other day when I got in a car accident I also received invitation to interview at the new job I’ll be starting next week.

Life, at least from my perspective, always balances out in the long run.  Which I think is a very optimistic outlook, given that I grew up a household that focused entirely on the bad things and completely ignored or, it might be more appropriate to say, let the bad overshadow the good.  When I moved out of the house, I very gradually came to realize happiness really does come from within, and that it’s really not about where you are in life but what you do while you’re there.

Or as Yoga Jones put it in Orange is the New Black:

“Work hard to make something as beautiful and meaningful as you can, and when you’re done, pack it in and known it was all temporary.”

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