Roll On 2012

I am going to try to do better, LDs. I really will.

Even if it means that I'll have to leave an open postbox at all times so I can write what I'm thinking so that you don't get too bored with me.

Even if it means that you send me ideas via email or facebook or twits, tumbls, or pony express, I'll try to do something every other day.

Even if it means just a hello and howareya.

I'm working on 2012 being The Year of the Comfortable. Meaning in my own home (cleaning out); my own space (the War Room WILL get done this year); my own body.

This may turn part fatshion blog. So if you don't like hearing about clothes or the like, just don't read those posts (I'll try to warn you *grin*).

This may turn part crafty blog. If knitting or pinterest-inspired craftiness doesn't "do" it for you, just ignore those.

But this will still always be a blog where I can hash out ideas about characters and plot lines...which doesn't seem like I've done much there, either.

Sigh.

But I'm going to try.

Have happy and safe New Year celebrations.

1-10...let's try it again.

LDs, I'm not going to Bitch and Moan today. I'm just too frustrated about it. I am, however, going to give you one through ten.

This was originally supposed to be a 30 Day Blog Challenge, but I can't motivate myself to do that.

So I'm going to do ten at a time. Which is why yesterday's postie had 1-10 as the subject. Obviously, I'm an idiot.

Day 1 - your favorite song

Just one? "Amazed" by Lonestar or "The Dance" by Garth Brooks.

"Amazed" was what Mr Realist determined was our song, and it's the one I came down the aisle hearing at our wedding.

"The Dance" was our first dance, both as a couple and husband & wife. Mr Realist went home the weekend of Homecoming his first year in college because a rival school was having their Homecoming and a friend from high school had already asked him to go because it was a group of people they all went to HS with. I didn't get a Homecoming dance (lame, I know...). A couple of weekends later, we were headed to his hometown, and I made a point to say something: "I just think it sucks that Heather got her Homecoming dance, and I didn't...and I'm your girlfriend." Mr Realist stopped the car (we were on a remote backroad), flipped through his CDs, popped one in, skipped to a song, and we danced on the gravel road to Garth Brooks.

Day 2 - your favorite movie

Any of the Harry Potter movies. The Princess Bride. E.T. Steel Magnolias.

Day 3 - your favorite television program

I have two, actually. Glee and Bones. Love love love them, and I'm glad that I can see them on Hulu!

Day 4 - your favorite book

You're killing me, Smalls. Any Harry Potter. Of course, it might be easier to tell you fave authors. :)

Charlaine Harris (Sookie Stackhouse)

Stephenie Meyer (Twilight Saga -- I know, most people don't)

JRR Tolkien (LOTR and The Hobbit, and I'm trying to work my way through The Silmarillon (sp?))

Julia Quinn, Judith McNaught, Piers Anthony, Lyndsey Sands, Shane Moore, Dean Koontz, Linda Lael Miller...the list goes on. :)

Day 5 - your favorite quote

I have two: "what would you do if you knew you could not fail?" (seen on a paperweight) and "You can do or not do what you were gonna do, but you can't not do what you did." (Clare, Unspoken for Time)

Day 6 - 20 of your favorite things

these are in no specific order!

1. husband

2. friends

3. wine

4. books

5. sleep

6. imagining things

7. knitting

8. food

9. family

10. daisies

11. dogs

12. horses

13. Camp Ondessonk

14. solitude

15. movies

16. dirt

17. new mown hay

18. clean sheets dried in the sun

19. fresh powdery snow

20. rain

Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy

This is Mr Realist and I at a Cardinals game in July. Gotta love the tickets that are given to you!!

Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad

This is a favorite professor that I will never see again...never see him smile, never hear his beautiful tenor voice, never hear him tell me that I can sing,ever again. David, I miss you.

Day 9 - a photo you took

I took the one of Mr Realist and me...with my iPhone :)

Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you

and that's something I don't have on this computer. I'll have to scan some oldies but goodies and show them off to y'all.

Ok...I'm tired, and I have a long day tomorrow - work, visitation an hour north, and darts....

Heepwah, and be safe out there, will ya?

Ms D

New! Improved!

Nah. Just wanted to see your reactions, Dear Readers.

There are going to be a couple of changes around here. For example, if you've read my last post, you'll see that I have accepted a {W}rite of Passage. Doing so has made me want to reach out to you and show you what I mean by the '300-ring circus of an imagination' in the title of this lil' ol' blog o' mine.

In addition to writing the challenges, I'm going to try to post snippets of stories that I have written. I'm going to start you out with a romance that is not yet named. I had posted it months (and I do mean months) ago on myspace (which has since been abandoned and deserted). I'm always looking for ConCrit (constructive criticism), and I will let you know here and now that I write like I speak. You have to suspend your disbelief. If you come across something that you know about (that I obviously don't), please, feel free to shoot me a comment and let me know.

The first story is about Ashley and Andrew. It's set in the 1850s in Mississippi (I should use this story - which could make it into a novel - as an excuse to vacation for a week in Hattiesburg and the surrounding areas). There is a plantation. There are slaves, but Cole is not a hard man to work for. Prayer goes a long way.

Dear Readers, if you are not a romancy-kind of reader, you can skip over these chapters. I'll let you know via the title if it's a chapter or a post.

I know there's a lurker out there (hi, bena!), and she's read this already. Hopefully, there are enough changes that she's pleasantly surprised.

Friday evening shall come the first chapter.

Be safe out there, and heepwah

Mrs. Dreamer