amerandur80

Not as dramatic as that, but life has taken a rather 'normalcy' turn for me in the past few months.

Still writing, have 14k words of a steampunk novel done, and have two other poetic works ready for final check over then off to the presses.

So I should be ecstatic, right?

Well, tie all that with being a half-ased live in nurse for my Gram, and toss in grad school, and the ecstasy ebbs out after a bit.

But in all fairness, it aint that bad being me at the moment.

So I've decided that I'm much too young to be sitting on my meager laurels.  Yes, I managed to publish a poorly spelled and somewhat childish book of poetry, and I'm still beyond words about how excited I am; but I need to do more.  I've got more in me then that.
The problem is, how the hells to get it all out and have it make sense.
when I was younger, I could tell some of the strangest stories, and they were weird and cool, and entertaining to tell, but for some reason, I couldn't write them for the life of me.  
I could blame this on not having the time to learn to write, the fact that growing up in my house was equal parts labor and play, or that I was dyslexic; but the truth is, I was just uninterested in putting them to paper.
now, the opposite.

Maybe it's a blessing that I am moving and no longer needing the full time job; I'll have the time to force myself to write things now.  

Because, as they say, Glory is a vain mistress, she only smiles on you when you interest her.

Yeah, even though I write at least something every day, I never get around to updating these silly things that I start.....  odd that.
Oh well, school, more school, work and maybe even publishing this mess... who knows?

So i was sitting at a friends house, and she was telling me in her way that I should stop hiding my work.  The problem with putting stuff like that poems I write is that it's kinda like letting everyone read your journal in front of your High School at lunch time.  

So, enough hiding, I'm tossing it out here for all to see, now if people will umm, ya know, read it....   not like I can force them to read my things.  Can try bribery, but somehow, I don't think AutoZone can pay for that many bribes...

But if you do happen to read my stuff, c'mon, break tradition, leave a comment or something, maybe a counter argument or a number for the mental health hotline....

so lets see, cold, tired, and needing of that thing called human contact.

Yep, it's winter time.