The power of the pen

By my love for the written word my love for writing the words has steadily but undoubtedly grown into one of the greatest loves of my life. But as of this week my beloved pen be it fine-liner or fountain - will have to make room for a new pen that might very well possibly become the most important non-living friend I have into the world. By my own accord I have namely became the proud owner of a Bamboo Tablet Pen and Fun S. This little baby will not only help me improve my drawing skills that I have horribly neglected over the past 5+ years, It can even be used to write your notes directly into a computer-file. This means I no longer will have to write things down first and then type them out on the computer. I'm so happy I caught myself singing to myself. And I don't even like singing.

I can't wait to spent my days rotting away behind the computer creating the most beautifull lines ever written in human history. That is the power of the pen. All Praise the true power of the pen.

New Years resolutions.

This is going to be a first for me as I have never ever dared to plan ahead in life by making a do or don't list.

So lets get started with the ten things I want to accomplish:

1. Make over 100 drawings of OC's and have them somewhere they can be viewed by the general audience be it through Deviantart or any other art community.
2. Write over 100 Story's big or small and have them available for the general public be it through Deviantart or any other means
3. Finish editing my nanowrimo story
4. Finish my cover-art for my nanowrimo story
5. Get my free book print from www.CreateSpace.com
6. Release my nanowrimo Story to the general public either through CreateSpace or any other self-publishing provider.
7. Go out by myself and have a good time without feeling responsible for everyone else in my life, they don't even realize that I'm doing it.
8. Kiss a complete stranger. (I once read somewhere it's easier to keep yourself to your goals if you put at least one in there your allowed to fail in.)
9. Be open for a new relationship.
10. Go on a holiday alone and actually enjoy myself.

Then there are the things I wish to stop. So here are my top three peeves about myself:

1. Stop worrying about what others might think. I don't know where it went wrong but I was a much happier person when the opinion of others didn't stop me from doing things that feel right.
2. Talking myself down. (if this one needs explaining find help)
3. Fantasizing about things that will never happen. There are way to many good things right under my nose that could use my attention.

Let's just see how well I can keep myself up to this list.

Almost forgot the most important part of this post.

Happy New Year may you all have mucho fun.

pitter patter

One of my dear friends is going to become a mother. love

Merry Christmas

Christmas has come and past so fast that I did not even have time yet to really have it sink in. Right after I finished the flue that had bin looming around the corner jumped me and took me in a serious grip. Putting everything at a hold, I know my birthday has bin just because the text messages on my phone. Including one from my ex whom I have not spoken to in nearly a year, minus that small intermission in may when we were at the same convention. Odly you'd think me not responding to a single text since might have bin a clue to my interest in his being now would it? Oh well, enough other people did sent me messages that did light my day.

Poorly the flue also made me run behind nearly every plan that was in process. I did not even start with the Christmas decorations till the 21th and my card was sent by email this year because my pen hand was not to be trusted. Believe me, I had found myself so worn down by the flue that I wasn't even able to put my signature on my checks let stand write readable text on cards that are sent out. I did not entrust that job onto myself.

With all those starter trouble one would suspect that Christmas would be troubled as well but no, for once It went by without as much as a bad worth spoken. There wasn't even a short verbal encounter about the dishes, the food or the way the presents were going to be done. Neither on first Christmas day or on the second when we went out to dinner with my sister and her beau. Well they had a small altercation but for once we were not asked to take sides. guess me with the flue is a little more like able person than on any other given day.

Made it

stamp by; art-junki3.deviantart.com

Unbelievable but true, I've past the 50000 word count bar with even a day to spare so for the last day of nanowrimo I had my winner bar nicely shining under my name. Propelling me in the world of authors, as one of the prizes is having the possibility of selling your book through amazon.

Not that my story is even in the near facility of being able to be published yet. For starters I am yet to finish the final chapter and the first few chapters are a dumb mess. All in all I need a lot of pruning before this can be released on the masses, so thank god for deviantart where the rain of terror will be unleashed and poor passerby's will be forced into submission to give me feedback other than this word is supposed t

o be spelled differently.

That's not feedback that's pointing out my dyslexia.

So all be where for I promise...

lost and gone my poor sanity.

This is so me I can't even believe how utterly depressant my mind has to have gotten over the past few years. A little over a day ago I read about a competition that has as only requirement that you have to write a novel consistent of a minimal of 50000 words within the month November. Yep one novel in one month, I did not just look at it and thought 'wow great for the people who succeed'. No.... I actually registered myself halfway down the month which means I only have 15 days left to finish, even I believe that my mind has now honestly left me alone to fend for myself. For anyone who doesn't have a quick calculator in your head that is approximately 3350 words a day. Plus it has to be from scratch, so I need to pick an idea and start working with that. I am going to die.

morning rituals, creativity revived.

Waking up, going downstairs, making a cup of tea, reading the newspaper, checking my telephone and if I remembered to turn it of I'll turn it on, finishing my cup of tea, going upstairs getting dressed, going downstairs again to turn on the laptop just to check Deviantart to see if I got any messages.

I know some people check there e-mail in the morning I check if any of the 50 people I'm watching has posted anything interesting. It's becoming a little bit of an obsession oran addiction, whichever way I don't really mind. It even helps me with my creativity, sometimes I see something and little bits of the story's that have bin stalled in my mind click in place.

I found a dress-up game which shows the style of dressing I imagine the wear in Tandaly, I found that country over 7 years ago and finally I can see it.

Games" href="http://gasara.deviantart.com/art/Modern-Mucha-Dress-Up-174384623?q=gallery%3AGasara%2F24893020&qo=1"> Modern Mucha Dress-Up

Couldn't resist myself to make several dolls, to help me with the visualization of my girls.

Can't wait too see where my lovely girls are gonna end up. :)