Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Writer's Group / September 25

Word of the Blog: Palter (v.) - to talk or act insincerely or deceitfully; lie or use trickery. To bargain with; haggle. To act carelessly; trifle.
Since murder was that man's intention, why should he palter with small details?
    --Mark Twain, A Tramp Abroad

Hey World,

Bet you thought you'd never be hearing from me again.  I mean it's been what, more than a year since I last posted without so much as a note to let you know I'm okay.  I know, I know, I'm a terrible person.  Well, maybe that's a little strong.  I'm more incredibly lazy and typically unmotivated.  You know, like 90% of most people in their 20s.  But, I've decided to attempt a cast off of that old me and put pen to paper (finger to keyboard?) once more within the confines of this blog.  Just in case I had some die-hard reader that was lost without me these past 13 or so months.

So, what's new with me.  Not much.  I've got a new boss, but the same job.  Still writing on my book (over 75,000 words and probably close to halfway through).  Still living in the same city and doing the same things everyday.

Right now you're thinking: why does this chick even have a blog, she doesn't actually have anything to blog about?  And why am I even reading it in the first place?  Well, I can't deny that those are valid questions.  The second I can't really answer.  Obviously you have your own issues if reading about the life and times of the most mediocre person on the face of the planet rocks your boat, but I'm not complaining.  As to the first, I guess the old adage would come into play here.  "It's not you, it's me."  Yep, this is all for me.  A place I can continue to get out my crazy in a way that is socially acceptable and causes only miniscule amounts of harm to the universe.

With your first thought answered you're now asking yourself: why has this chick not finished that damn book yet?  It's been over a year and she's still only about halfway through.  And I can't believe I'm still reading this blog!  Yeah, I'm still working on it.  Although, to be fair, quite a few of those past months have been spent in revising that first half.  It's now much more exciting with two dead bodies in the first five chapters alone!  I'll be getting back to writing new stuff in the next couple of weeks.  Of course, it would be helpful to know what I'm going to write next, but c'est la vie.  At this point, as long as I can get something down on paper, (down in data?) I'll feel good about myself.

So, what else is there?  Let's see...  I'm trying to cook more and spend less, not let the lawnmower of stress ready to mow me down see any sign of fear, and accept that everything will happen in its own good time.  That last one sounds kind of new age-y, but sometimes you have to tell yourself that life is what it is.  At the risk of sounding preachy, it's hard enough just getting through without worrying yourself to death about the things you can't control.  So, if it's beyond you, maybe it's better to just let go and get on with the business of getting by.  At least then you'll be relaxed before the shit hits the fan.

I guess that's it for now.  As an addition, I randomly decided to take a picture of the view outside my building.  I'm sitting in my grey cubicle, in my prison-quality building and all I can be thankful for is my window.  It's not a very big window, but it's mine (and probably the only thing standing between me, the top of a roof, and an AK-47).  And yes, that is a tiny pumpkin at the bottom of the screen!

Until next time.