This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. And I found myself needing to change it recently to add details.
I am still healing. Yesterday was a good day.
I spent the whole day getting stuff done. A whole manuscript, some squirrelling, some squishys, some cleaning, some gaming, some random crafting…
And today I am doing the 24 hour poetry marathon. I will try to post the poetry here as well.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. And I found myself needing to change it recently to add details.
I am still healing. Yesterday was a good day.
I spent the whole day getting stuff done. A whole manuscript, some squirrelling, some squishys, some resin, some jewelry…
which is why I don’t have the energy for tomorrow’s review so I am going to be doing the Q&A post once more. I will be doing the rest of the week schedule tomorrow.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. And I found myself needing to change it recently to add details. Feel free to ask any questions you have. I am going to be doing the Q&A post once a month from now on.
As to my health, I am recovering well enough…though I am still having some issues with my blood sugar spiking.
I am not sure if it was on there last week but I completed a kids book this week in addition to the rest. plus I have been back to doing minor work for Fae Corps Publishing.
There’s some changes in the air for Fae corps that will be put in effect after the first of the year. Good ones I believe.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count. And I found myself needing to change it recently to add details.
As you can see I made quite a lot of progress this week. unfortunately Much of it was yesterday and today I am feeling like I have overdone.
I am still healing. Yesterday I felt better than I have in at least the last three years. So, I fixed breakfast. I body doubled so my son could get some dishes done. I sat with him to help him do a chore I promised to do myself 3 months ago and flaked on. I was up and out of the bed all day. Which felt so good. And now I am in so much pain that just sitting here waiting for the meds to kick in is excruciating.
I will be moving slower today. I am likely to be napping at least some time today. And I have to give myself that grace because surgery was just a little bit more than a week ago. I want my body to heal.
However, I am feeling better. So, that means that the surgery is worth it.
Now, I Do realize that my adjustments will probably open up questions. so I am not doing a book review tomorrow…instead I will post a Q&A ASk me anything day. see you tomorrow.
Okay, I am the original wallflower…but I signed up for an online poetry reading. I don’t step out of my comfort zone often but there is supposed to be other poets reading….the event listing on Facebook is here.
okay I will admit that a lot of the poetry I write has a darker tone. my art is more childish but it too has some dark tones. I will say it is because of my life thus far.
There’s whimsy and love notes mixed in the dark things. I recently got a comment on one of my poems that bothered me. I am sure that it was from a good place, but what if it wasn’t.
I mean I don’t want my poetry or art to push someone to the point of no return. please if my words make you feel like you need to do something drastic ….stop. you are a light in the world whether you realize it or not.
No one in all of heaven or earth is unimportant.
if you need to send me a message. I will always respond even if I only get to do so once.
This felt more important than Tuesday Tunes. that returns next week.
I realize that I have been absent for a week….it was however not intentional. between Dr’s appointments and books releasing….I just brain fogged. Though I did have a nice surprise. went to the Dr because I have a sinus infection and the check in notes acknowledged that I have fibromyalgia and Autism. both of them previous doctors were not willing to diagnose me with. though other doctors had? I am sure that they are correct and having a dr agree just feels so good.
I should be doing the daily thing again through November but I don’t think I’ll be doing the normal week posts as I am doing 2 pad challenges and trying to do the Fae 50k.
I am apparently more particular than I ever thought I was. I always thought I was low maintenance…and in some ways I guess I am. Being as creative as I am means I make most of my own accessories, I tend not to ask for a lot…I actually prefer the homemade gifts most of the time because I value the time so much more than the money.
However I broke one of my eyeglass chains, and that’s one of the few accessories I don’t make for myself. I know how but I just haven’t been truly interested in fighting with the reality of the quality of the things I want in such a thing. And they are really cheap on Amazon or at the dollar tree.
I thankfully was changing out my usual well worn bats for some beads as I love changing my accessories to match my mood and who doesn’t?
The problem is that when I was searching for some new ones I found myself refusing some of the really pretty ones because I don’t like the dangling stuff extra. I have 2 pairs and I don’t wear them because I move my head too much and the butterflies that each pair has end up smacking me or tangling up with the other chain and driving me nuts.
So I added a dozen different ones to my wishlist and that’s when it occurred to me. I found several that I really loved but I felt completely obsessed with what other options there were. I know that I will eventually get the ones that I was most excited about…but I was suddenly lost in a rabbit hole because the idea was so happy.
The truth hit me. I am not so much low maintenance as I am eccentric in my tastes. I am happier with someone spending time with me than I am money (though money doed unfortunately make the world go around) and I am so much more interested in the story of an object than the object itself. Which I think probably needs context…
I have things that I keep and will continue to repair until they are dust because I have a story to tell with them. They are a rich piece of life and every experience matters – even the traumatic ones. I may wonder if I would be missed if I left this world, but I could never do anything to make that happen because I honestly want to see what the story is.
what ever else you are going through..remember that you have a great story to tell…and I guarantee that there is always someone who is interested in listening.
I will be going back to the other sort of Saturday post hopefully next week. I am feeling rotten, and the world just seems awful lately. So I thought I would again share my thoughts. (I did not get Saturday Scheduled ahead so this is a last minute scramble for a post as well)
This has been a rough week. Lots of Doctor visits and medical tests. I fell twice. And I feel like I got nothing done. Perhaps that is why I am doing the switch on the post. I need to feel like there is more to me than just what I get done.
I know how to do so many things. I can do resin crafts, sewing, Plastic Canvas, Needlepoint, Digital art, Coding in C++, Calligraphy, Acrylic and Watercolor Painting, Candlemaking, Soapmaking, Play Piano, Book binding, Offset Printing, First Aid, Graphic/Cover Design, basic jewelry design, metal working, wood working, Bread baking, Basic cooking, writing stories & poetry, Editing, and so much more. Still there are days when I feel like I am useless.
Why? because I couldn’t do the mamogram on the right side because of pain. Because my hands curl due to arthritis. Because I get so dizzy I randomly lose my balance. Because I legitimately forget to eat. I struggle to remember to take the pharmacy I am supposed to take twice a day. (20 pills in the morning, 18 pills at night, and a shot once a week) I either stay awake 3-4 days at a time or I sleep 24 hours straight. and I never feel rested. So I feel useless a lot. Am I? nah, but that doesn’t mean that feeling is any less. I didn’t even mention that I taught myself how to publish. I have taught myself most of the skills I have. The only “Talent” I have (An ability that I did not need to practice or study) is writing poetry…and even that I have improved by simply practicing. So if, like me, you are feeling useless….stop and list all that you know how to do. I believe it will help you feel better about you.
I decided to change my post for today for a few reasons.
1 due to a scheduling snafu I lost my record of daily postings.
2 I want to say a few things about politics/ life/death/ shoes/ ships/sealing wax/cabbages/kings
3 I had a scheduling snafu for Friday through Sunday and am at 423 am trying to fix my blog.
4 I last slept Wednesday
There were two tragedies in public display in America this week. The death of Charlie Kirk and a school shooting in Denver.
I found out when I said I felt….. And followed with my opinion I was automatically wrong according to everyone. My main opinion was that killing people is wrong. Even if the person who was killed was a garbage human.
I am not a fan of politics. I fully have a live and let live attitude. I believe communism is a great idea but human nature prevents it from working. I believe in individual freedom and Equality. I would love to see true world peace and weep at the impossible nature of it.
I am also a dreamer and creative soul.
I spend most days in pain because I worry about the ones I love so much I give myself headaches unintentionally.
I want to take care of everyone. Which is patiently impossible because not everyone has my heart and will take advantage of my kindness.
so, I am stopping and taking a breath.
Charlie Kirk was a human. He was killed for having an opinion.
Martin Luther King Jr was a human. He was killed for having an opinion.
Malcolm X was a human. He was killed for having an opinion.
I can continue this list but I don’t want to ruin my point.
..……….…
Regardless of what you thought about either tragedy both left families with someone to bury.
be considerate when you go online and cheer about another human dying. Live a life. Have opinions. But remember there but for the grace of God….
(And no that is not a religious statement. it is a thought process.)
My grandma phrased it better in my opinion. She would often say “I cried for my lack of shoes until I met a man with no feet.”
Today I am grateful to be alive. What about you?
