Finding inspiration to write

Sometimes I question why I write this.
I tend to share and then quickly delete what was said. I don't know if people read this. There is also the possibility it could float around the web until unwanted people discover it.
Perhaps I could put a notation in each post just for them. *Please feel free to die*
Nothing new is happening here really.
It is spring, busting to wear t-shirts and jeans. Do so, and end up with a cold. Though realistically the air-conditioning unit and daycare contributed more. Nothing like a breeding ground of communicable illness to make your week.

Took husband to have Pho on Thursday. I don't have a picture to post. Despite the fact I have had it 3 times now, each time I am too excited to take a photo. Having only just discovered this soup/noodle dish, I am devouring it every chance I get. Plotting, of course, to try it at home. For now I am happy just to hand over cash and drown myself in broth. Tried to counteract the cold by adding way too much chilli any time I have it. Delicious and burning, but didn't fix cold.

I have ended up with a huskier voice than usual. Though to be fair, if I speak normally, it is pretty deep. It is only when I am wound up that it is higher pitched. Truth be told, I am usually wound up, so that doesn't really matter. Either way, I am able to sing along with Eddie Vedder without sounding like the female back up vocals. Woo.

Nothing much else to report. Reading The Passage, and trying to stop writing in first person. Lots of learning to be had. Showing rather than telling while writing. I have under a month to get the 7500 words and it just isn't happening. White paper is incredibly daunting. Sharing even more so. I don't think I will ever be a real author.

There is really no point to this post, but learning to write again. There are always more important things I can be doing. For someone who is constantly distracted, I found a study tip for staying focussed.
Something called the Pomodoro Technique. Still searching for inspiration, Diablo 3 and Walking Dead season 3 to the rescue.

29th of December Resolution

2012 has been an interesting year. I very rarely make new year resolutions and if I do, I don't ever manage to follow through.
So I am making a 29th of December resolution. Realistically I started this yesterday.
I have, for as long as I remember, always second guessed what I was doing. At times I think I am doing something wrong, won't start something or quit half way through because I see no real point to what I am doing.

Even while painting yesterday I had to consciously force myself to continue. Because in my mind there is no real worth of making mail art. It could possibly make the recipient happy & it is a relaxing activity, but realistically there is no real worth to it. It doesn't help me with uni, doesn't help me with work, and although it affords me creative time with my children, I wonder if I should be doing something more productive with them. That thinking spreads over other aspects of my life as well. I should be doing more reading, why bother. Should be replying to letters, why bother. Should probably clean the shed, why bother. Even while writing this I have stopped a number of times and questioned why I would put this out online.

So I am starting to make small steps to change this way of thinking from today (though technically yesterday).
So to my 4 followers, I will endeavour to do more creative things and update the blog more regularly.
Off to research ways to fit in art while working a full time job ^-^

Also planning on adding a simple list each time I send out a letter at the very least. Will list pictures if I remember to take one.

Haircut & Me

One should never google images for hairstyles while in salon.
Especially if said person cut off all their hair.
Yep, crazy I completely destroyed and hacked off almost waist length hair. Boy do I regret it.
It went from a snip, to a long bog, to a short bob to a pixie cut. This was from having it fire engine red earlier in the year then torturing it via bleach and a range of colours.
In the end, I should have realized there was something up and I was just trying to control my world via my hair. Utterly ridiculous and clearly a big old fail.
So after the divine trip away for work and basking in 27 degree heat, I returned home with what only can be described as crunch dreadlocks. Not good.
Time to take it all off, and the speedy google search came up with...

Ginnifer Goodwin

Love the actress and her stunning haircut. Finished at salon, pretty confident that I can master the whole hairdryer and straightener business.
Somewhere along the way I should have remembered I am lazy. Oh so lazy. Part of the reason I kept my hair long in the first. So not only do I not resemble the above picture at all (completely different face shape and glasses aside), I am left with a decidedly boyish cut until I can grow it out. As a plus I am planning on growing out my natural hair, a colour my sister and I suspect is a shade of brown neither of us have seen in full for 15+ years. Should be fun.
Only hope it will be out of the shaggy mullet stage soon.