Writing Goal for the Day?

[sr71plt]

Well, I can see SR and LC have met their writing goals for the day, lmao

Posting here today certainly has slowed down meeting my other writing goals.

But then I already have an erotica book published this year and two banked at the publisher's ready from launching and have Lit. stories banked into 2013, so what the hey.

 

[PennLady]

No pressure on that. Today is Epiphany, so Christmas doesn't end until today. We'll take ours down this weekend, but only because it's going to be warmer than normal outside. Got into the 60s here today.

And now back to the the Stephen Kessel trim.

Oh I know but still. If I don't do it soon, I'll be taking them down on Valentine's day.

 

[sr71plt]

Oh I know but still. If I don't do it soon, I'll be taking them down on Valentine's day.

We've let it slide into February before. We like having the trees up. We take the outdoor decorations down fairly early though.

 

[PennLady]

We've let it slide into February before. We like having the trees up. We take the outdoor decorations down fairly early though.

We just have too much stuff right now and as long as we're cleaning/straightening we might as well put it away. On the other hand, my parents haven't seen the decorations, so perhaps I could use that as an excuse to keep them up. We don't have many outside decorations, so that's easy.

And all of it means time I can't write...

 

[TxRad]

Didn't get much done last night so I have an old story to finish this morning and I got a few questions answered in a thread today that will tie up and even older story, I hope.

Should be a good day.

 

[BuckyDuckman]

Shallow now..okay, let's agree to disagree. Perhaps it's just me, but I find wearing jeans and boots to a FORMAL job interview kind of an afront. Maybe I was raised to know that meeting someone to get a job would dictate wearing appropriate clothing. Maybe I was taught in my business classes that jeans to an interview is inappropriate attire, like wearing halter tops, tube tops, t-shirts...

Would you wear jeans and Timberlands to a meeting with an editor at a top-notch publishing house like Simon and Shuster?

I'm with you, Rj. Interviews are promotional events. It makes no better sense than submitting a hand-written resume. My interview process begins by phone. A couple jobs hunting hints for those who need them:

Hint #1: Fax machines are so 1990. Please don't ask if you can fax your resume to me anymore. And, if I ask if you could email it, find a way to do that rather than try to belittle me (and the company I work for) for not having a fax machine for your convenience.

Hint #2: Create a professional sounding email address for your job search. Even here, I use the convention of first initial and last name for my psuedonym at gmail.com. With the ease of setting up a free email address, there's no reason to put on your resume "sxytoylovr@gmail.com" or "xconvict@yahoo.com"

Hint #3: Your first question to me should NOT be "What's it pay?" Especially since I advertised the salary range when I placed the ad.

 

[lovecraft68]

On this interview thing.

I agree with a the posts that say just because someone wears jeans and a t-shirt does not mean they cannot do a job. Many of the greats in many feilds were not very conventional.

But on the other side of the coin, to me it is about respect. If I were hiring and one guy shows up in decent jeans and a casual shirt, like he's going out for a SAM Adams with his buddies after the interview, and another guy shows up in slacks and a shirt with maybe even a tie, and they are reasonably equally qualified The well dressed guy gets the edge.

Reason? Respect. The guy who is dressed up is showing me that he took this seriously, that he wants to make that good first impression, and that he took the extra time to pick out some good clothes and try to be impressive.

T-shirt guy would give me the impression of "yeah, here I am."

Personally I am that jeans and t-shirt person. But anytime I have ever had interviews, met with customers or gone to any functions for my wife's business that she drags me to I "clean up" my punk ass and try to represent myself like it matters.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Today - finish Ch. 13 (missing) for A Royal Sacrifice
Begin and finish Ch. 8 for Kismet

 

[PennLady]

I think respect and professional attitude count a lot in an interview, and unless it specifically states that jeans are okay, you should stay away from them. I worked for a news organization, and our reporters would all but wear pajamas to work some days. However, whenever you saw someone for an interview, it was suit, or equivalent outfit for the women.

On a writing goal, I probably won't get much time today. Cleaning up for a play date and potential parental visit. I'm hoping it's not as bad as it looks.

 

[lovecraft68]

I think respect and professional attitude count a lot in an interview, and unless it specifically states that jeans are okay, you should stay away from them. I worked for a news organization, and our reporters would all but wear pajamas to work some days. However, whenever you saw someone for an interview, it was suit, or equivalent outfit for the women.

On a writing goal, I probably won't get much time today. Cleaning up for a play date and potential parental visit. I'm hoping it's not as bad as it looks.

Well yes, once you have the job you adapt to whatever code is allowed there.

When I was in high school (before I was an idiot and quit) I wanted to go into journalism or communications. One way or another I wanted to work in the sports field.

Well my teacher got my class into the Providence journal to meet some of the reporters and take a tour. I'm all excited I'm going to meet the guys whose articles I had been reading every day and I guess I was expecting professional, but when I saw them, they looked like frat boys lounging around the frat house after a bender, it was all but ewwww!

 

[avrgblkgrl]

I've just woken up with the realization that I've been in a slightly depressed fog for a while, since my cousin/friend/sister (take your pick, she was vital to me) died--even though I hadn't really thought of it that way till now. I have had to force myself to write, to exercise, to everything (not sleeping well, quick to anger, uncharacteristically anxious). Emotionally all that has slipped little by little and the creative part of me is showing its face and stabilizing everything. I thank the forces that be. Writing and teaching too are like therapy to me. If I continued as I was going, I was going to have to seek some outside help. I've been sleeping well, my pattern is somewhat regularly erratic--but faithful. Most of all my characters are speaking to me again. In the stage between consciousness and wakefulness, I truly delight in the exchange and the emotion. I know it sounds corny, but I rush to do what I have to do so that I can write. Or, like this morning grab the computer and make notes about what has occurred. I know too that my excitement about my new classes, the challenge and my passion for the themes have sent a surge of energy through me.

I know no one really cares. I just wanted to share that.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

I've just woken up with the realization that I've been in a slightly depressed fog for a while, since my cousin/friend/sister (take your pick, she was vital to me) died--even though I hadn't really thought of it that way till now. I have had to force myself to write, to exercise, to everything (not sleeping well, quick to anger, uncharacteristically anxious). Emotionally all that has slipped little by little and the creative part of me is showing its face and stabilizing everything. I thank the forces that be. Writing and teaching too are like therapy to me. If I continued as I was going, I was going to have to seek some outside help. I've been sleeping well, my pattern is somewhat regularly erratic--but faithful. Most of all my characters are speaking to me again. In the stage between consciousness and wakefulness, I truly delight in the exchange and the emotion. I know it sounds corny, but I rush to do what I have to do so that I can write. Or, like this morning grab the computer and make notes about what has occurred. I know too that my excitement about my new classes, the challenge and my passion for the themes have sent a surge of energy through me.

I know no one really cares. I just wanted to share that.

I know you as much as one can from ones posts on a website and I see in you a beautiful person and a caring soul - so I really care and I thank you for sharing with us. I'm glad you are finding your way again and look forward to the reward of words you will give us.

 

[BuckyDuckman]

I've just woken up with the realization that I've been in a slightly depressed fog for a while, since my cousin/friend/sister (take your pick, she was vital to me) died--even though I hadn't really thought of it that way till now. I have had to force myself to write, to exercise, to everything (not sleeping well, quick to anger, uncharacteristically anxious). Emotionally all that has slipped little by little and the creative part of me is showing its face and stabilizing everything. I thank the forces that be. Writing and teaching too are like therapy to me. If I continued as I was going, I was going to have to seek some outside help. I've been sleeping well, my pattern is somewhat regularly erratic--but faithful. Most of all my characters are speaking to me again. In the stage between consciousness and wakefulness, I truly delight in the exchange and the emotion. I know it sounds corny, but I rush to do what I have to do so that I can write. Or, like this morning grab the computer and make notes about what has occurred. I know too that my excitement about my new classes, the challenge and my passion for the themes have sent a surge of energy through me.

I know no one really cares. I just wanted to share that.

Don't be so quick to dismiss compassion. I can relate. I lost both my parents within three months of each other. Didn't matter that it was "expected" or that they were "old" or that I was in a good place with both of them; it left a hole that took a long while to heal over. I went through the same things you described; it was all I could do to show up and paste a fake smile on my face. I wasn't aware of how bad I was doing until I started to heal. Little glimmers of who I am reappeared gradually. The voices came back (something you can only say in a writer's forum, LOL).

In my experience, there are still a few "bad" days here or there, but they are fewer and spaced farther apart. It's much like a wound with a scar. (And I have lots of scars.) It won't go away, but it doesn't stop me from being me. Sometimes, I remember the pain, but most times, it's okay. Good luck and strength!

 

[lance gt]

It's the moments of our lives that we draw upon for inspiration. What may defeat you today, may be your strength tomorrow that you draw on. Remembering loved ones that have passed is all their souls ask for to be here with us still. No one is ever gone, until they are forgotten.

I sympathize with you greatly, ABG, as the loss of my Mother hit me hard back in 2006, I was just starting to write and lost all thoughts of it for years, as her passing weighed heavily on me. It was remembering things she had said to me, that broke me out of it 3 years later. I always have a picture of her close by when I write now and I know she is happy to see me pursuing my dreams.

Never doubt that others care about you here. It may seem a heartless place at times, but there are those who understand and will reach out with kind words.

 

[PennLady]

ABG -- You'll be fine. Don't let anyone rush you. You're entitled to feel what you feel, and it's good to know you feel like you can come back.

 

[avrgblkgrl]

Don't be so quick to dismiss compassion. I can relate. I lost both my parents within three months of each other. Didn't matter that it was "expected" or that they were "old" or that I was in a good place with both of them; it left a hole that took a long while to heal over. I went through the same things you described; it was all I could do to show up and paste a fake smile on my face. I wasn't aware of how bad I was doing until I started to heal. Little glimmers of who I am reappeared gradually. The voices came back (something you can only say in a writer's forum, LOL).

In my experience, there are still a few "bad" days here or there, but they are fewer and spaced farther apart. It's much like a wound with a scar. (And I have lots of scars.) It won't go away, but it doesn't stop me from being me. Sometimes, I remember the pain, but most times, it's okay. Good luck and strength!

Thank you. I'm waiting for my "most of the time." Right now "some of the time" is a great move forward. I do feel like only people who create can truly understand how paralyzing it can be to not hear those voices. Thank you again for sharing that with me.

 

[avrgblkgrl]

...I really care...

Girl, you have me crying. It's a good cry though. I love you to death

...No one is ever gone, until they are forgotten...I always have a picture of her close by when I write now and I know she is happy to see me pursuing my dreams.

Never doubt that others care about you here. It may seem a heartless place at times, but there are those who understand and will reach out with kind words.

Thank you for sharing that.

And PennLady you know how much I admire you. Thank you.

 

[TxRad]

Thank you. I'm waiting for my "most of the time." Right now "some of the time" is a great move forward. I do feel like only people who create can truly understand how paralyzing it can be to not hear those voices. Thank you again for sharing that with me.

Like everyone said, It takes time. Some longer and some shorter but just remember take the time you need. Someday soon there will only be a smile as you remember the good times.

Been there, done that a number of times over my life.

 

[lovecraft68]

I've just woken up with the realization that I've been in a slightly depressed fog for a while, since my cousin/friend/sister (take your pick, she was vital to me) died--even though I hadn't really thought of it that way till now. I have had to force myself to write, to exercise, to everything (not sleeping well, quick to anger, uncharacteristically anxious). Emotionally all that has slipped little by little and the creative part of me is showing its face and stabilizing everything. I thank the forces that be. Writing and teaching too are like therapy to me. If I continued as I was going, I was going to have to seek some outside help. I've been sleeping well, my pattern is somewhat regularly erratic--but faithful. Most of all my characters are speaking to me again. In the stage between consciousness and wakefulness, I truly delight in the exchange and the emotion. I know it sounds corny, but I rush to do what I have to do so that I can write. Or, like this morning grab the computer and make notes about what has occurred. I know too that my excitement about my new classes, the challenge and my passion for the themes have sent a surge of energy through me.

I know no one really cares. I just wanted to share that.

I agree with Bucky. There are many here who share your pain and have used our creativity to get through.

I only had five chapters of my series left when I got the news that a cousin I was very close too, and who had series issues with drugs, took his life up in New York.

On the drive up to the wake and funeral I had the thought that it would be awhile before I would get back my writing. My cousin was much more like a brother to me, he looked out for me when I was young and stupid and saved my ass from a lot trouble and more than one beating.

When we got back home I fired up the lap top figuring maybe I would just try to do a little editing, but found that I not only picked up where I left off, but was flowing better than I had in months.

For people who write or paint, or have some type of regular outlet, even a hobby, it becomes a safety mechanism of sorts, the mind directs us to it so we can get through and function.

I am sorry for your loss, but at the same time very glad that you are getting back to yourself. Remember, those that we lose would not want us to suffer.

 

[RjThoughts]

Thank you. I'm waiting for my "most of the time." Right now "some of the time" is a great move forward. I do feel like only people who create can truly understand how paralyzing it can be to not hear those voices. Thank you again for sharing that with me.

"Most of the time", "Some of the time", the theme is time, and it will take time to get back to yourself. You're excitement over new classes is a sign that you're "time" is returning, and that's great.

Take as much time as you need, there is no need to rush. Creativity is on its own "Time" schedule.

 

[RjThoughts]

Now that my space has been invaded by an elderly couple, RUDELY I might add, I don't know how much I can get done. OMG there are MANY seats and tables avaiable, yet they "Need" to share my space. WTF, get over yourselves and use the long chairs. You're just sending Spam.

 

[RjThoughts]

"How does one write about Valentine's Day when one doesn't celebrate it?"

That's my challenge, the gauntlet set forth by my Better Half.

 

[TxRad]

"How does one write about Valentine's Day when one doesn't celebrate it?"

That's my challenge, the gauntlet set forth by my Better Half.

Valentines is a day of romance, hearts, flowers, chocolate. A day to tell your love you love her all over again.

So what's the problem? Jump in with both feet. What would you do to prove your undying love to the lady in your life?

 

[TxRad]

"How does one write about Valentine's Day when one doesn't celebrate it?"

That's my challenge, the gauntlet set forth by my Better Half.

Valentines is a day of romance, hearts, flowers, chocolate. A day to tell your love you love her all over again.

So what's the problem? Jump in with both feet. What would you do to prove your undying love to the lady in your life?

I thought I should post this over here also to go with Pennlady's brainstorming idea.

ETA: Oh. Shit. I just slapped myself in the face with a plot bunny and a half.

 

[RjThoughts]

Valentines is a day of romance, hearts, flowers, chocolate. A day to tell your love you love her all over again.

So what's the problem? Jump in with both feet. What would you do to prove your undying love to the lady in your life?

I do NOT show my undying love on that day because I do it ALL YEAR!!

I give her flowers because:

It's a Tuesday
She woke up on the right side of the bed
She had a bad day
It's sunny
It's rainy and she needs a smile

I give her stuffed animals because it looked cute and she'd love it
I give her candy and chocolate because I know it makes her smile.

We've been together 28 years, 26 of them married and have celebrated VD once.

To me, Valentine's Day is just another day. One should show their love EVERY DAY, not just February 14.

Sidenote:

I can't purchase her any jewelry. She says my taste SUCKs.
I can't buy her roses, she has a major allergy to them.