Thoughtful Thursday – Social Media Break

I’m taking a break from social media in December. This is for a couple of reasons.

1. I need a break after all the election stuff and from the constant stream of mostly depressing stories people share.

2. I have things to do around my home like figure out how to pull up peel and stick tiles that have partially pulled up, but are sticky enough that they don’t want to fully pull up. Also organize my closet. Also figure out how to move my appliances out of my way for cleaning and flooring.

3. Christmas parties and shopping for loved ones.

4. I need to finish the edits on The Page & The Magician.

5. I need to finish writing The Blood Waitress Club.

6. I need to figure out distribution for my books.

7. I must determine my next step with regards to publishing The Page & The Magician.

8. December just feels like a good month to focus on friends and family too. So my closest friends, the ones that don’t put drama in my life, will probably see the odd like or comment.

I’ll try to keep posting to the blog, but it may fall behind. Sorry in advance.

Ciao,

R~

Merry Monday – Nightmare

Well, I’ve come to think my rash is a milk reaction as it’s exacerbated by dairy intake. Even goat dairy. 
And guess what?

One of the moisturizers I’ve been using is oatmeal-based. I react to regular oatmeal when I eat it. Oats are not automatically gluten free. They are often processed in places with wheat and are cross contaminated. But not everyone is skin allergic to the foods they are allergic to. 

Of course, I am. Apparently.

I’ve been trying to treat an allergic reaction with another allergic reaction. Talk about a nightmare! No wonder it wasn’t getting better.

Thanks, Murphy. You always got my back.

 I got new moisturizer today as all I had was one tiny hotel bottle.

I’m keep using the antifungal cream just in case, though.

As you might have guessed, I have been sleeping terribly with all the itchy rash business. I’ve also had some pretty terrible dreams.

Despite the sleeping difficulties, I’ve come up with a plan for getting my novel, The Page & The Magician, finalized and published. There are about 12 things I need to do and then I’m going to self-publish and that’s all I’m saying for now. Hoping for early 2017, but we’ll see how the finances and such come together.

It doesn’t look like I’m going to be able to nap before French class this evening ūüė¶

Ciao,

R~

Thoughtful Thursday

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There is a lot on my mind today. Yesterday, I received a rejection for The Page & The Magician, so I’m processing that and trying to figure out the direction I should take with it. Most erotica publishers only do ebooks and if I’m going that route, I might as well do it myself because I want the option of print books for conventions and such. Plus, a lot of my friends actually prefer physical books with signatures.

The job is going mostly well though I’m unsure if I’m completing my work fast enough. I love it though. I often get to work from home often and have a lot of autonomy, which is something I’ve been craving for a long time now. I still have to pay the parking ticket I received on day one. Meetings are going to be shortened slightly so I don’t have to lose half of my day’s wages. YAY! The parking in the area of the Gatineau office is street with a limit of 1 hour. Some spots have 2 hour, but those are always taken.

Every time some progress is made on the planning for the martial arts seminar, something else happens to block it. I spent yesterday trying to get a restaurant booked and no matter how hard I tried it wasn’t happening. The prime choice of restaurant was already booked by a large group. I tried calling our next option, but they must have had their phone¬†automatically hanging up. There was a change room snafu and I ended up having to speak to the custodial staff that will be there on the day in question to get it sorted. The whole thing has been way more complicated than is necessary and it’s partly because their computer system doesn’t allow much of anything. You can request one thing on the permit like just the gym. Everything else has to be added by their admin. If your permit is approved before they add the other things, you don’t get those things. Lessons learned for next year’s seminar… What’s left is with Sempai to finish except for some signs.

My last edits are in on the short story for the mystery shifter anthology coming out soon. I’ll definitely be shouting about it when it’s ready! Researching for a Steampunk romance story and also planning ahead for a pitch to a group I really want to write for. Incidentally, that pitch had me waking up repeatedly last night to scribble some ideas down. I was extremely sleepy but actually managed to convince myself that no-I-would-not-remember-it-in-the-morning and I had better write something no matter how tired I was. They mostly make sense today, so I call that a writer win.

As if that all wasn’t enough, I ponder my love life or lack there of. Because my brain is a jerk sometimes.

Off to ponder Steampunk things combined with Samurai things because that’s how I roll. Also known as possibly having bitten off more than I can chew.

Ciao,
R~

 

Merry Monday – Going After Your Dreams

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I took in some 2016 Olympics this morning. I’m not an avid watcher, especially of the summer olympics, but a man I went to high school was competing and I wanted to see how things went. I enjoyed watching someone else from my hometown chase their dreams. That was a bit of a pun as he’s a runner.

When I was growing up, it seemed a common belief that no one from my little hometown could amount to anything. Also, that everyone would invariably move back there. Many in my generation have refused to give that credence. Many of us are entrepreneurs, artists, top athletes, etc.

I’ll be an entrepreneurial artist soon. I’m excited about this, but I’m not in a rush. I’m using this downtime to better organize my home and personally grow. I want to be sure that I’m back in the driver’s seat.

Part of that growth has made me realize that I should be a little selective in my writing projects. One of my upcoming opportunities I backed out of because with the job changes, my novel, language learning, and other life priorities, I realized I could not get it done in time. I’m not one of those writers that can get 2000 words down in a day. Maybe one day I will be, but I’m not there currently. I didn’t have an idea for the story yet and it was stressing me out. I’ll ¬†be happily working on the story for the next one once I finish the edits for the fall story. Editing has been an adventure. It’s teaching me a lot and I should be able to improve my writing because of it.

Anyway, I have to get back to the job stuff and the editing.

Ciao,
R~

Thoughtful Thursday – Another week already?

thoughtfulWell, here we are at Thursday once again. Things are looking up. I hope I’m not jinxing myself when I say that.

I’ve nearly finished editing my novel for its next submission attempt. I’m checking through the grammar before submitting it. I expect I’ll include a synopsis in the email to them.

I continue to apply for jobs, but having gone to a workshop I learned that Networking is how most jobs are acquired, not applying for them. As such, I’ve been switching tactics. The hidden job market is accessed through who you know and accounts for most of the job market, apparently. Through a friend¬†I’ve gotten a meeting set up with a recruiter. The meeting is later today. I hope it goes well.

My severance was more than I expected. I’m hoping I won’t have to use all of it to survive and can dump some into RRSPs. We’ll see how this all goes. One day at a time.

I’m meeting with my job coach tomorrow morning. We’ll see what the thoughts are for me in the coming week with respect to job applications.

Once I’ve submitted my novel, I will take a day or two off to clean my house and then delve into the next short story as I have another deadline. Oh, I should probably let them know I intend to submit a story for that anthology ūüėČ

Alright, it’s time to shower and have lunch. Meeting is at 1pm.

Ciao,
R~

 

Fortifying Friday – 2 Weeks Later

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What is my life looking like two weeks after being laid off?

Well, I have a job coach that is hopefully going to help me become reemployed. He’s set me up with this job site that emails me new jobs everyday. He has also informed me of a place to take French at reduced costs and I’m trying to get registered for the fall session.

I’ve had some really low moments where all I could do was cry about the unfairness of it all, but I don’t languish there because I know that won’t get me out of this situation.

There are some really good things happening for me with my writing. I have 2 short stories placed into anthologies and opportunities to write more of them. There are 10 chapters left to edit on my erotica novel before I submit it somewhere new.

I’m really enjoying seeing more of my friends and of the city. Also naps are wonderful.

My spirit is not as high as it usually is, but I’m working on it. I have always been a mostly optimistic person who sees opportunities or work arounds rather than total blockages.

My house is very slowly getting cleaner. I hate cleaning.

I better do some homework on my graphics course if I hope to pass it. This module is due by Sunday.

Ciao,
R~

Merry Monday – Time to Breathe

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I’m a little late on noticing this, but my calendar contains thoughtful statements. Indeed, my Josephine Wall fantasy calendar is stunning and thought-provoking. For August it says, “When we listen to a shell we hear the distant roaring of the sea: when a mermaid looks into one, does she see a scene from the world ashore? Whoever, wherever we are, whatever our limitations, all of us can make the effort of the will it takes to imagine an existence beyond our own.”

Being without employment has forced me to¬†breathe. It has made me see what’s really important. I’ve seen more of my city and my friends in the last couple of weeks than I have over an entire quarter. I’ve seen more clearly what I have and am thankful for.

I barely looked at my calendar’s beautiful fantasy scenes each month. What did I miss in the previous months because I was too busy running in a rat race?

January: “Here dwells a very different kind of unicorn: beautiful, gentle, feminine, and unfathomably mysterious. She can talk as earthly women do, or communicate through the heavenly sounds that emanate from the harp beneath her horn.”

February: “Quite literally ‘one with nature’, the Wood Nymph or Dryad is half-human and half-plant: flowers, stems and tendrils tumble from her head instead of hair. The woodland creatures come to her because they know she is their friend.”

March: “Like the bird [magpie] from which she’s named , she can’t resist anything that gleams or glitters. We see her here festooned in ‘finds’ of every kind. Kleptomaniac or collector? She really doesn’t see what she does as wrong, picking up the brightly-coloured bits and pieces that people discard or lose.”

April: “Borne away upon the breeze over hill and dale, content to go where they are carried: these spirits [Gossamer and Thistledown] travel light, free of fears, doubts, and anxieties. We can only envy them their carefree lives – and do our best to emulate them, difficult as that must be in the hustle and bustle of today.”

May: “As the mermaid sleeps on her bed of sand and stone the ocean above her becomes a sea of dreams: she sees King Neptune guarding the gates of the great city of Atlantis with his trident. One day, she knows, she will enter within its walls and marvel at its miraculous¬†sights and sounds.”

June: “Gazing rapidly out towards the far horizon – past the shore, past the sea, past the distant ship – the maiden sees a vast white cloud billow and burgeon into a flower. We should always allow ourselves to dream of possibilities that lie beyond our reach. Who is to say where our limits will actually lie?”

And for last month…

July: “A rose and a wish of love for the lady waiting by the river bank, though she herself is as beautiful as any flower. She seems as much a part of her scene as any plant, so perfectly does she blend in against her background with her diaphanous dress, her sumptuously braided hair.”

In looking back at these it has inspired some backstory for my protagonist as I hadn’t fully worked out who her mother was. Now it makes perfect sense to me.

Time to get back to editing the novel with new clarity.

Ciao,
R~