My last post was really negative and I considered deleting it. But then I thought that this blog is for me and that is what I was feeling at that time, so it stays.
But I’m over my mad and have moved on – for now. That was Christmas Eve. Christmas day was ok, except that I started coming down with a cold. That made the Friday at work afterwards totally suck. I mean, it was busy and I got through it, but I felt like I’d been hit by a bus. I spent the weekend in bed with my sweet kitty cat. Monday, back at work was difficult but by Tuesday I was feeling almost human.
I still like my job, but I’m getting bored. Due to the holidays, they’re moving really slowly in getting me set up on the accounting system so I’m temporarily demoted to mail sorter/distributor. For some reason, the mail volume really fell off on Monday and Tuesday so I was bored stupid.
The ladies there made me laugh because they were upset that they couldn’t leave early on the day before a 2 day holiday. At my prior job they’re working until 5 tonight, they’ve asked for volunteers to work tomorrow – New Years Day – and they have mandatory overtime for the weekend. These ladies just have no clue how good they really have it.
So today is New Years Eve and I’m off. I’m spending today playing on my computer. At work the last few days I’ve taken a notebook to work in while I had nothing to do. I worked on the bio-girl story a bit and decided that my character is really depressing. She’s middle aged, single, alone and has been unlucky in love and in life. She gets fired from her job, a birth announcement from her sister – who is married to the man who left the MC, a bizarre gift from her first love and she’s harassed by the thugs in her slum apartment complex – all in the same day. It pushes her over the edge and she kills herself, but she even fails at that when she somehow miraculously wakes up whole from a headshot wound.
Now, after she goes through all that, the thugs break into her apartment and attack her. She manages to kill one in a most unusual manner – basically mummifying him by sucking all the nutrients from his body – but the other two escape. She has no choice but to flee.
Now she’s in her beat up old Ford Escort, which is on it’s last legs, making a run for it. She has no friends or family to turn to, no clue why she didn’t die and limited financial resources.
This is the part of the story that I don’t know what to do with. The strange gift from the ex-love is the cause for her transformation, but she doesn’t know that. He’s hunting her to get his gift back. I want the story to take a paranormal slant but I can’t figure out how to do it without making the story too complicated. I’m thinking perhaps I should start with something a little more formulaic and less complicated while I practice my art. I think I make the subject matter way too serious – and it is – but I don’t necessarily think that it has to be.
At least I’m writing something, and thinking about the process so I’m pleased with that. I set up Wattpad and CreateSpace accounts that I’m going to explore while I work. My goal is to someday be able to supplement my income with my writing. It’d be really cool to be a professional author, but I don’t think that’s feasible honestly. I’m older and I don’t have the time or money to really pursue writing as a career, but it could be a lucrative hobby.
So for the New Year, my goals are to a) hopefully get hired by the company I’m contracting with, b) pay down some debt and put a little bit toward savings, c) work on my writing. And while nudity isn’t my cup of tea, if it works for you, go for it!
See you in 2015!