Relations vs writing part 2

I posted this in November Balancing Romance and Writing . . . 

Summary: I had a guy who I wanted to be my boyfriend for about six weeks, but we are in two different places in our lives. However we agreed to be just friends, and I am glad to have him in my life ( minus the his complaining.)

Most people ( minus my supporting mom and brother) say I write too much, but my friend said it was okay for me to write. 

I tried to write while he worked, so when he was home, I could spend time with him. I was trying to give my undivided attention to him as I learned in the past that I annoyed others being stuck in my own world. 

The thing is that the longer I stay away from my writing, the less of myself, I feel. . .

I know who I am. . . 

• I am a writer and storyteller! 
• I am brutually honest and yet vividly creative.
• I can not leave the house for days at a time with my head in a tablet or computer screen.
• I love lists and have scheduled my life around my writing. 
• I’m a creative mess, but I am a damn good, semi-organized researcher. 
• I need someone who encourages me. 

I do not need . . .

• Someone who wants kids. ( I prefer my four pawed babies, cats.)
• Someone complaining that we had another slow-cooker dinner, (please be grateful I am a damn creative and good cook.)
• Someone who doesn’t want to be immortalized in my written work, (because a high chance he will inspire a character or two or ten.)
• Someone who says I write too much. 
• Someone who says I am too messy.
• Someone who says I am too moody ( when it comes to writing, I’m not cranky, I’m passionate.)

  I’m not a family originated female. I’m fine with that. I’m fun, positive, talkative, and perky. I’m auntie Becky and I’m fine with that. 

I just need someone who understands. . . I’m a writer. I will not change myself for anyone!

If a guy cannot handle that then he needs to find someone else. 

Relations vs writing part 2

I posted this in November Balancing Romance and Writing . . . 

Summary: I had a guy who I wanted to be my boyfriend for about six weeks, but we are in two different places in our lives. However we agreed tone friends, and I am glad to have him in my life ( minus the his complaining.)

Most people ( minus my supporting mom and brother) say I write too much, but my friend said it was okay for me to write. 

I tried to write while he worked, so when he was home, I could spend time with him. I was trying to give my undivided attention to him as I learned in the past that I annoyed others being stuck in my own world. 

The thing is that the longer I stay away from my writing, the less of myself, I feel. . .

I know who I am. . . 

• I am a writer and storyteller! 
• I am brutually honest and yet vividly creative.
• I can not leave the house for days at a time with my heading a screen.
• I love lists and have scheduled my life around my writing. 
• I’m a creative mess, but I am a damn good, semi-organized researcher. 
• I need someone who encourages me. 

I do not need . . .

• Someone who wants kids. ( I prefer my four pawed babies, cats.)
• Someone complaining that we had another slower cooker dinner, (please be grateful I am a damn creative and good cook.)
• Someone who doesn’t want to be immortalized in my written work, because a high chance he will inspire a character or two or ten.)
• Someone who says I write too much. 
• Someone who says I am too messy.
• Someone who says I am too moody ( when it comes to writing, I’m not cranky, I’m passionate.)

  I’m not a family originated female. I’m fine with that. I’m fun, positive, talkative, and perky. I’m auntie Becky and I’m fine with that. 

I just need someone who understands. . . I’m a writer. I will not change myself for anyone!

If a guy cannot handle that than he needs someone else. 

Autocorrect: yay or blah?

It’s been over 6 months and I can’t get my damn computer yet. .  . Grrrrrr. 

So my generous and patient mom let’s me use her tablet. I love writing stories and blogs like this, but the thing that flutters me more than helps me is the damn autocorrect. 

It’s more with chatting than blogs, but it’s horrible.  . . I finish typing a word and corrects it as if I don’t know what I am saying. I’m still wondering how it got the word Hitler from my typing the word bible?

I know I can turn if off, but this is not my tablet and it may help others, but it just flutters me. 

Unless you are in my head autocorrect, do not change my words, damn it. Besides, you do not want to be in my head. 

I know if I was editing my bigger written pieces, autocorrect  would make me go insane. 

5 minute Rant And Update

Okay. . . short rant. . . I had two days into NaNoWrimo (3558 words written) and my characters goes it sound better in first person. (Which had changed all of my notes in first person into third person so that I could write in 3rd person.) Wednesday night he goes it sound better and personal in first. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
So last night I tweaked all of my chapter into first person. I also add some stuff and got 1300 extra words.
Now I am at 6217. . . just about 450 words away from today word count which is good. It is staying in first person. 

My boyfriend has been seriously helping me. . . motivating me. I have been getting at least two to three hours in to write every evening.

I need to clean my room, and work on scene list for tonight. So far it has been nice, but I still see things happening this month, and I need to get somewhat a head.

Writing Goals Vs Reality

My Writing Goals Vs Reality

I just posted that I want 60,000 to 70,000 words by November 30^th. https://rebekahquinne.wordpress.com/2016/10/27/nanowrimo-2016-goals/
When in reality, I am barely averaging 500 words per day.

500 times 30 equals 15,000 words (only about 30%)

My problems is I have many more challenges this year. . .

1. My daily to-do list (Cleaning, and dealing with the cats, but it takes a good portion of the day)*
2. Errands: Pay bills, shopping, getting things together etc
3. Getting Interrupted “Becky, do this. . .” “Becky did you do that?” “Becky stand on your head.”etc
4. Birthdays
5. Time with my boyfriend
6. Time with my friends
7. And a new family member.

 

*Average to-do list. . .

1. (Get Up)
2. Feed Dog
3. Let Dog out
4. Give Callie (Cat) her heart med
5. Give Callie her ear med
6. Give Callie her pain med
7. Give Elmo (Cat) his special treat for upper respiratory issues.
8. Feed Outdoor cats
9. Sweep bathroom
10. Cat Litter room 1
11. Cat litter room 2
12. Take blood sugar
13. Let Dog out again
14. Eat
15. Errands: (can be up to 4 hours we’re gone)
16. If home, do laundry or clean room or basement
17. Help with dinner: cook
18. Eat
19. Clean kitchen
20. Feed indoor cats
21. (I also can add clean bathroom, pet water, food bowls, replace litter etc at least twice each week)

Then if I have everything thing done

1. Write
2. Internet
3. Sleep

 

I just hope I get energy to get everything done.

Writing Confession #3

I have written more, in the last two months, in a hospital than I have at home. 

I have learned something about myself. . . I write well in the middle of chaos. I like having things going on around me that I am not involved it. It keeps my mind constantly going. The only disadvantage is that it can cause me to get drained and exhausted.
At home, 9 times out of 10, I’m already exhausted before I write.
I really want a place where I feel I can write. 😦 Writing at home is hard.

 

Literature Matrix

I lose myself. . . Like in the Matrix. . .  instead of 1’s and 0’s I am sucked into one word and then many quickly turning into pictures in my head. Then memories of the illusory characters telling my muses their stories. Then my muses making those stories into like movies that replay and haunt the brain, even in my sleep. I am suck in the literature Matrix. (Sorry, the Matrix is on TV. I am a Keanu Reeves fan.)
I lose myself when I write my vampire novels. I love the feeling of getting stuck in their world. Last night was the first night since I have moved back in with family (on my father’s side) that I was able to get sucked back into my vampire novels. My muses are doing flips, my characters are talking a mile a minute. I feel like me. . . . the writer, again. I needed this.
HOWEVER, I lost track of time, and it was 2 am by the time I got myself to stop. Of course my cranky dad, snapped “2AM, really?” By the way, 2am in my average time to go to bed, and even then I do not always fall asleep. I usually try to keep my caffeine at a low level after 8 pm, sometimes 6 pm. (I’ve been dealing with depression so it doesn’t matter if I go to bed at 10pm or 6am I will still sleep until 11am or noon. Actually getting sucked into my vampire world, helps me deal with issues, but it’s been hard when there is always so much to do. I’ve also cut out several distractions. These are all other blogs.)
The other problem when I get suck in is that lose sense of what needs to be done, and I forgot to finish cleaning the kitchen last night. Needless to say, my sick stepmom was not happy doing my dishes this morning. I feel bad about that. . . which is why I’m yet torn over feeling good about the 1000 words I added to my vampire story yesterday.

Everything is about time management. I can write a blog for 20 minutes and to chores and go right back to the blog, but it’s harder to do when you have a specific voice in a fictional work. I mean I read 23 pages even before I got back into writing last night. I know that in order to make this work, I will have to make sure all of my chores/errands are done first. I guess I will finish most the scene tonight. (I’m actually excited. Yay.)

I need to do it! (Write I mean)

I need to getting back into my constant writing. I come home from anywhere and 9 times of 10 I am now on my computer. My family thinks I am crazy or addicted or something. . .
They think I have my moments of being rude for going to my computer so fast, but they are constantly on their phones. . . so please.

However I get stuck on the Internet. . . EP, facebook games, twitter, and whatever else.

I am addicted to talking to my cute boyfriend when I can. (I love him to death and he is my greatest inspiration and distraction. . . go figure right?)

This weekend I have so much to do as well.

Help with cats
Clean my room
Laundry
Talk to my babe
Clean Cat litter