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When Jane suggested that it might be time to bring back blogging I agreed.  Because blogging made me write, a lot.  It gave me the courage to find the time to do NaNoWrimo.

Twice!

Then it all just kinda died out… we didn’t need to blog; there was Facebook to keep everyone up to date.

I still wrote.  I started a not for NaNoWrimo novel and got about 8000 words into it as well as a couple of short stories that I submitted to contests.  I didn’t win.  I occasionally add to the stack of details that will (maybe) ultimately go into my revised 2010 NaNo novel.

Then work got crazy.  I moved. New work was just as crazy.  I leave my house at 8:30 am.  I get home by 8:30 pm on an average day and all I want to do is eat and veg.  I work most weekends during the semester.  I sometimes had ideas for my various writing projects and if there was a writing implement handy and I wrote them down.  One afternoon I even wrote a new and vastly superior outline for the 2010 book.  Then I lost the paper it was on while cleaning up the shop because it was on the backside of a list I no longer needed.

But… as soon as I began to blog again I wanted to write again- even though the thought of tackling either of the 2 novels in play seemed daunting.  I have now written a new outline (new? There’s no old outline, you never wrote one.) outline for my adventure/ fantasy/political thriller novel.  I haven’t lost it either.  It’s filed in the folder I keep for notes about my stories.  I am also attempting to finish a short story.  Yay for blogging!

Of course this is probably because until this coming week I haven’t been able to  move forward on my school projects but who knows…

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I originally started blogging because I wanted to write and blogging was less daunting than writing a novel. 

Now I know that writing a novel is a bit simpler than I used to assume it was.  Mostly you just need to do it and it helps to have a deadline.

This blog was originally about knitting in particular and life in general with occassional  interludes about my cats.  Because all the cool kids had knitting blogs and many of them had cats and some knitters with or without  cats are known to have exceptionally funny takes on life.

I still knit and I still have cats.  Sometimes I am even funny.  But I have come to the conclusion that what this blog is really about is Murphy’s Law.  Specifically, why this both amuses and befuddles me.

Why, for example, if I take my knitting, a book, and a bottle of water to the doctor with me, I am called to the exam room before I can even sit down but if I take none of these things I will be in the waiting room for 4 hours? 

If I take just the water, the bathroom will be around the corner and down the hall and I won’t be able to go because they will call my name while I am out of earshot.  I will then be there for 4 hours until I realize they thought I left and bring it to someone’s attention that why, yes I am, indeed, still waiting.

If I take just the knitting or just the book the nurse/office asst. will need to ask me lots of questions.  Or fill out lots of paperwork.  Or the office will be crowded with lots of sniffling but rowdy small children or some  loud family drama.  I will be interupted to give blood, get weighed etc as soon as I get into the middle of a row of knitting or after the first 1 or 2 paragraphs of the book.  I will have to frog everything I did while trying to ignore the family drama.  I will still have to wait to see the doctor.

I may have actually learned this lesson.

It only took you 60+ years

Because this morning I went in for a chest x ray.  I opened my bag and was deciding between reading and knitting when they called my name.  Less than 10 minutes later I was on my way.

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Back to Where We Left Off

The definition of an addiction is doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results.  Clearly I am not addicted to blogging because I haven’t  done any in over a year.  But I am back for more and still hoping for better results.

I could come up with a ton of excuses as to why I haven’t written in over a year but the truth is:  I just didn’t.

I puzzled over this as I collapsed on the sofa with junk  comfort food every evening.  Why?  I kept asking myself.  Can I not get somethings made for my Etsy store, or do some writing, or at least sweep up the cat hair?  Well, it turns out, that I just didn’t because, duh,  for most of last year I had a 2nd job and from time to time a 3rd.  I finally clued in that this was the source of my lackadaisical attitude toward my non work life in May.   Just in time to head to California and work just as hard on 1 job.

I do rather have an addiction to costume shops.  It doesn’t seem to be curable.

To pick up where we left off:  When last we heard from our heroine, there was still a scorpion loose in my apartment.  To continue this story we must travel back to August of 2011.

I returned home after my usual summer.  My flight got in late and by the time I got home it was almost midnight.  I took a little time to decompress with a cup of herb tea and the more interesting bits in the stack of mail.  I was feeling a bit blurry around the edges and thinking I should get my nightie and other necessities out of my bag when I glanced over at the living room wall.

There it was, in plain sight, boldly flaunting itself, on the wall.  It looked just the same as it had back in April when it crawled out of the coffee jar.  So much for a 3 month life expectancy.

This time though, it was within reach.  I grabbed a glass from the kitchen and a paper towel.  I put the glass over the scorpion, slid the towel between the glass and the wall.  The beastie went crazy under the glass.  It was moving so fast it was a faint orange blur – no wonder it had disappeared so quickly after the  first sighting.

I took it outside and shook the glass into the yard, hoping it wouldn’t decide to run up my arm instead.  I don’t know where it is but I hope it’s very happy in the great outdoors and doesn’t ever plan to visit my house for old time sake.

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I have been given to understand that having established an Etsy store, I need to promote it by starting a blog devoted to my creative process.  Really?  My creative process?  In my case that mostly involves trying to use up all the bits and pieces of stuff I have accumulated over the years in some  form that someone else might want to use or find beautiful. I’m doing this because it is about time for me to recoup my original investment in all the fabric, beads, lace, odd bits, and junk I’ve collected.  I’d like to do that  before someone else has to clean it up and clear it out.  It’s recycling for profit.  I think I just said everything I need to say about it so how is there enough content to support a blog?

I am also supposed to  start a Facebook Fan page so I can keep everyone updated on what’s new in the store and really, I should be Tweeting everyday to promote myself as the best thing since sliced bread.

I am also supposed to be doing all this to promote my writing career too.  Publishing excerpts from my stories or writing a few just for the blog/fan page, promoting myself as an AUTHOR, generating a buzz so that when I do find an agent, get published, or publish myself on the internet, I will already have a following- of people who have never read more than a smattering of my work.  What’s more,  if I do all that, when will I write, query agents, edit manuscripts and the other business of writing?  Social media might smooth the path but it isn’t going to do the work.

I can barely keep up with this blog and I am supposed to start 2 more?  Plus 2 Facebook pages, etc, etc. I know there are people out there who manage to do this but I don’t believe I could be one of them.  Especially since I can’t  figure out how to get pictures from my store to show up in the sidebar of this blog.

I am also, unfortunately, clueless as to how one blog, page, idea, person gets noticed over the sea of blogs, pages, ideas, and people out there.  Doesn’t make me a good candidate to become the next big thing sweeping the internet, now does it?

Recently the big idea sweeping the internet was the end of the world  supposedly scheduled for May 21.  It came and went and we are all still here.

I am not to sure about that myself.  I may have been swept into a an afterlife or maybe a alternate reality because  I am doing something I never thought I would do.  I am knitting socks.

Lorna’s Laces, Shepherd Sock Multi, color:  Gold Hill.  The pattern is Dead Simple Lace socks from Socks from the Toe Up.  I used a Turkish cast on because I wanted to eliminate a seam at the toe which is the worst thing about manufactured socks.  It took me something like 15 tries before I felt like I could live with the result.  But then I discovered a few rows in that I had done something weird though and it twists oddly.  None of my knitter friends can figure out exactly what I did.   Since my toes are a little pointy it fits my foot fine so I am not restarting to fix it.  If I can reproduce it (fat chance) for the other sock I may have invented a new pointy toe cast on.

Summer is here even if the calendar says not yet.  It is sweltering outside.  I have turned the air conditioning on- the brain numbing heat was too much for my frugal instincts.  The peaches are here too.

Can the fireflies be far behind?

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I didn’t blog at all in December.  In spite of that, WordPress emailed me congratulations for doing well at keeping up with my blog.  It had a chart and everything to show that I was above average in my number of posts for the year- 79 which is more than 1 a week but hardly impressive.

I guess this means that blogging is no longer fashionable.  Which means that those of us who really just want to write won’t get lost in the vast sea of posts about baby Bobbie’s new tooth, Junior’s soccer score, and having to wait in line for a latte.  That’s the good news.

The bad is that there are also fewer people reading blogs and I don’t blame them.  We have been so overwhelmed by the volume of information available about everything from Betsy’s broken fingernail (OMG Crisis!) to what really happened to the dinosaurs that retreating seems like the only sane thing to do.

I realized the other day that I would write even if there was no chance I’d ever be published.  I do need an audience though.  I need to believe that someone wants to read what I’m writing.

So if you are reading this:  Congratulations!  You have helped make my blog a success.

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Blogging every day for a month is easier than writing every day because not every blog post has to be brilliantly written.  And, unnlike NaNoWriMo where every word counts, I can have posts that have no words at all.

Maybe I’ll even get all the pictures from my beach trip posted eventually.

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By the seat of my pants

Why did you decide to do this again?

Well… it wasn’t so much a decision as a spur of the moment go with the flow kinda thing.

Yes, but last time you did this you prepared.  You wrote some extra posts early in the game to get you thru the days when you couldn’t come up with anything.

I never had a day when I couldn’t come up with something.  Those extras were for when I was in tech rehearsals and needed to spend my free time sleeping.  As it was, I usually stayed up and blogged anyway.  I still had 4 or 5 posts in my queue on Nov 30.

Now wait a minute here.  One of those posts was a couple of pictures.  Not to mention, didn’t you delete a couple without posting them.

Yes, well… I didn’t think they were good enough and I had posted better stuff already.

I just didn’t think it would be a problem to come up with something everyday.

So write something already.

I just did.

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