Lucky

With yesterday's gloomy post, I thought I'd post something positive today. So here it goes..

I'm a lucky girl. I have a roof over my head, I have a steady job, I have my family and terrific friends (I'm looking at you, Michelle). While, I'm not the healthiest person around, I can work full time and I can pay bills. I'm also lucky enough to be able to write poems, my books and in my blog.

I am a lucky person.

How about you?

When Inspiration strikes

As a writer with Rheumatoid Arthritis, I can't use pen and paper to write down my ideas for long sessions. That's why I type. When inspirations stikes, I wish I could type faster. Last time I took a typing test was at least 5 years ago and I could type 60 words per minute without mistakes. I don't know if I've gotten any faster over the years but sometimes, it's not fast enough.

I know I can only write so many words per day before my fingers give out and I can't type anymore, or my eyes go blurry from staring at the screen for so long. I used to think that it would be nice to have a software where I could say the words into a microphone and they'd appear on the screen. Even though it would save my fingers, I don't think I'd like that at all though. I like typing. I like seeing my thoughts and ideas form sentences on the screen. Then seeing those sentences become paragraphs and pages. And to think that I hated typing class in high school. I'm silly, I know.

Today, I've already written 5 new pages in my ghost book and I'm still typing away. I have ideas of upcoming scenes and have this need to get them out. No, I'm not going to type the scenes ahead of time. I like to type my book in order. It flows better that way.

so I'm furiously typing away and even while writing this post, I'm thinking about my book. speaking of which, back to it I go. lol

An Exercise in Calmness

When I was trying to get to sleep last night, a thousand thoughts started running through my head.  So I did a little exercise to calm my thoughts and it worked.   Then I started to thinking and wondering if anybody else had their own exercise to calm themselves (and I had to do the exercise again lol).   When your emotions are at their strongest and you don't want them, or when you have way too many thoughts going through your head, or you're stressed or for any reason at all, what do you do to calm yourself?   Or maybe you just need to clear your mind so you can focus on something.

 

Maybe you don't know how or never tried it before but I thought I'd list what I do.   Picture in your mind, something that can calm you.   It can be a person, a pet, a happy place (yea, you know about happy places) or even a thing.  If you picture a place, make sure you are alone or no conversation is happening to distract you.  Let's say it's the beach.  Imagine you are sitting on the beach on a clear comfortable day. You can feel the sand beneath you and you gaze out at the ocean, watching and listening to the waves as they roll in.   No people, no thoughts, just focus on that image.  For me, I just imagine a thing.   I picture a blank piece of paper or even a book of blank pages.  Maybe I chose this because I'm writer, who knows. 

 

Only Focus on that image and push out all other thoughts,  and just breath.  I don't care what pops into your head, push it out and focus on your image. Do this until you just have your image and no other thoughts are drifting in.  If you don't get distracted, you may find a new calmness within.   Some people may calm themselves just by taking a few deep breaths.  Well, congrats for them but it doesn't always work for everybody. 

 

I do this almost every night and sometimes during the day.  I may start doing it more often during the day just to see if I can lower my blood pressure. lol  Yes, I know you people think I'm already nuts but humor me and just try it.  Let me know how it goes. 

Bored!

This is what happens when you don't want to work and don't feel like writing in your book.. you get bored! And what to do writers do when they are bored?  They write spur of the moment silly poems like this one...

 

 

Lulu

 

There once was a girl named Lulu

She was so bored, she didn't know what to do

She chatted with friends and surfed the 'net

She even considered making some a strange bet

Bored out of her skull, she picked up a pen

wrote down some gibberish and sent it to friends

Who then wondered about the sanity of poor Lulu

and were afraid that she may soon say Goo goo..