Isn’t it? I think so. I was sent a flyer today for a Romance writing seminar being held here in May. I’m going to go. I am! I shall revolutionise the sordid world of Mills & Boon. I do fancy myself a bit of a Romance Writer. I don’t really want to be known as a Romance Writer, but there is definite money in it. And we all have to start somewhere, right? If nothing else, it will be an interesting experience to see what will come of it.
I have decided, yet again, that I am a writer. That’s what I am. That’s what I do, every single day of my life. That’s why, a lot of you like me. Isn’t it? Because you find my writing interesting? Thanks, by the way. Every single one of you makes taking this step a little bit easier for me. Without you, sitting there, behind your screens, encouraging me daily to write? I don’t think I’d be doing it at all. Of course, it means I’m going to have to step back a little from writing with you, and into the world of solo writing. Of writing the books that are swimming in the vast depths of my rather crazy mind. I don’t want to cast you out though, or make you feel like I’m not here for you, because I am.
I just think, it’s time to spend less time on msn, and in roleplay, and more time being a real life, working writer. It’s time I put on my big girl panties and took the plunge. Of course, it’s still really hard. I am, terribly addicted to you all. And I cannot keep myself away from facebook, and message boards, and I will -always- make time to play with you. Always. You’re the reason I’m doing this, after all. You’re the reason I have started to feel confident in my abilities. Even if you’ve stopped reading my blog, which I wouldn’t blame you for at all. I mean, how neglectful have I been lately? I know. Shutup. It’s a rhetorical question.
I had a nice day today. I spent it tidying up a bit, and relaxing and figuring some stuff out in my head. I need perspective. I need to settle into a routine. I need to take care of my head, and my heart and remember what’s important, and what needs to be forgotten. I need to remember that writing every day, should mean that I’m doing something which will maybe, hopefully, tentatively, please god…bring me money. Because the truth is internet, I am much too fickle, much too eccentric, much too easily distracted for a normal every day job. I can’t do it. I don’t know why I can’t do it, but I just can’t. Writing makes me happy.
Do you see how easily distracted I am? I was supposed to tell you about my day! I had my braces tightened today. “Are you over them yet?” He asked me and I replied with an open mouthed “uh huh!” Ohmygod am I ever over them! He said “well good. Because by the looks of things, they’ll be coming off soon.” I perked instantly “rilly?” I managed with a rather clever roll of my tongue. “Uh huh.” He replied, even though his fingers where in -my- mouth and not his own. Then he said “I really hope you aren’t cursing me tonight.” And proceeded to tell me how he was going to pull front tooth which used to cross over other front tooth back a little because it was shorter than other tooth. Or something. “I hope that makes sense.” He said. “Uh huh.” I replied..not that it did at all. I have no idea what he was talking about at all.
The appointment, was at 4pm. So the girls got to come with me. They sat in the waiting room glued to all the teenage magazines. “OMG MUM!” Aleeya squeaked excitedly when I came back out “Do you know that Robert Pattinson doesn’t think he’s a good kisser? And!! In one scene he got so passionate, he fell.off.the.bed.” She thought this was wonderfully hilarious, as we walked swiftly across the road to the mall. “Yesss. I read that too.” I replied, not completely convinced that my ten year old daughter should be excited by RPattz falling off the bed at all. Still. Who can blame her? He is after all, particularly delicious.
Anyway. We crossed to the mall in order for me to fill a prescription, and to get the essentials. You know, easter eggs and easter buns, which we dutifully opened and consumed while wandering around looking at funky kids clothing and jewellery. Okay, only one easter egg each. My teeth were groaning with the mere thought of eating anything so soon after their tightening. That tooth? In the front? Yeah…it’s not particularly happy right now. Actually, all of them on that side feel rather uncomfortable. No pain in the bottom ones, yet. Still..deliciously straight. MY TEETH ARE STRAIGHT!
Ollie got home and wisely said “oh, I see. Bought the essentials did we?” Did you know you can get Pinky flavoured marshmellow eggs? Pinky Bars, are pink marshmellow with caramel and then coated in milk chocolate. Picture this, in the form of an easter egg. Internet. I may have had a moment with them. Dear god, they are the most perfect things ever invented. With the exception perhaps, of RPattz. Hear the fangirls screaming. I’m not one of them. No..really.