Ready?… Begin!

          I’m not sure how it happened, but October is at it’s end, and for once in my life I’m not suprememly stoked about Halloween and all of the costumed, children spooking, skin crawling, sugar high, in ebriated goodness it seems to leave in it’s wake. This year, my insomnia inducing excitement is due to the impending month of NaNoWriMo that at some point in the last few weeks I decided, for whatever reason, might be a good idea?!!?!?!?! Shoot me now! *lol*

For those of you that haven’t fully embraced their word slut nerd yet, NaNoWriMo is a celebration, as well as a self mutilation of sorts. It’s the worldwide celebration, nay, observance of November, which is National Novel Writing Month. Being the rebel that I am though, I’m participating with a bit of a twist. Instead of tackling a 50,000 word novel in 30 days, I’ll be slaving over a memoir, telling the story of my paternal grandmothers life, struggles, successes, and passing. She’s someone that I’ve known next to nothing about, because of some of those complicated stuggles within her life. Things that at the time weren’t spoken of, because of their taboo nature, and since, have been swept under the rug because they aren’t things that people long to hear about. But, in hoping to know myself better – I’ve realized I need to take a closer look at my past, as well as the lives of those that have come before me. Those that, in the case of my grandmother, I wasn’t able to know.

 So, please realize that for the next 30 days I’ll most likely be MIA – since I’ll be using every word I can eek out of myself to help make that 50,000 goal! Even if their meaningless gibbers that I would usually post here – I’ll need them in the original manuscript to edit out later… Have an amazing Halloween, a great Thanksgiving… and I’ll see you again bright & early December 1st!

~ m


“Choose a job you love and you will never have to work a day in your life”

Confucius may have a point there. For the past 2 weeks, I’ve been watching a friends toddler in the mornings, and writing in the afternoons. It’s been an absolute breath of fresh air, and exactly what I’ve needed to recenter myself. While I’ve thrived  in the office environment for the past 11 years, a change was definitely in order. At this point I’ve applied for a few different part time positions ranging from a clerk in a small book store, a coffee barista, and most recently a photographer for a small studio, specializing in child and family photographs. We’ll see what happens, and where the universe intends on sending me, but whatever my new path turns out to be – I’m thrilled about the new venture.

This past weekend, I was able to get away from things and participate in a lock in, writers retreat, about an hour and a half away from home. The retreat was held at an absolutely adorable little rustic inn, in Coupeville. There was no television, no radio, or phone in the room – just a bed, the exposed log walls, ceilings, and floors, an antique dressing table, & sink. Over the course of the weekend, I was able to beat my obsessive inner editor into submission, finally having a few days of tranquility in which I was able to make some great progress on a few current drafts, as well as getting a jump start on a few new projects as. Not to mention making the decision that I’m going to participate in NaNoWriMo – National Novel Writing Month. Meaning, in November, I’ll be writing tirelessly, daily, nightly, & hourly, in order to start & finish a full novel in one month… Not quite sure what I’ll be writing about yet, but have a few ideas in mind.

I also met so many amazing kindred souls this weekend, many of whom I think might be reading this, as I shamelessly plugged the blog as much as possible, in hopes of garnering new readers, and at the same time reminding myself that I really need to stay true to this blog – as a part of my weekly schedule. Here’s hoping all of you returned home just as inspired, jazzed, and completely recharged as I did. And, I look forward to seeing you all again in 6 months to check in!

~ m