Originally posted on my book review blog at chaoticbookreviews.wordpress.com
Monthly Archives: January 2013
Now I know I am a glutton for punishment.
Every morning, I wake up, and think to myself of the possibilities of the day, and I am downright hopeful. I’m filled with the prospect of writing glorious amounts of pages, filling my yet unfinished novel (which one, it’s always a toss up) to the brim with witty dialogue and unique ways to tell a story, and poof…real life intrudes.
It’s really difficult to devote time to write, and write well when it seems like the whole entireity of humanity is waiting and watching to see you fail.
I’m over exaggerating, but sometimes it feels like that. Continue reading
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I don’t like New Year’s resolutions. In fact, I loathe them with the fiery hot passion of a thousand suns. I believe my hatred started at the ripe age of seven while I sat with my parents in the living room of our apartment, hyped up on left-over candy canes, desperately trying to make it to midnight in my Fifel pajama’s from An American Tale. (That’s straight out of 1987 for you generation Y people.) That year, a tradition was formed at my house. My parents wrote down their New Year’s resolutions on pieces of paper, preparing to read them after midnight. By 11:15p.m. the suspense of not knowing what my father wrote was eating my mother alive inside, so we’d end up reading them just before Dick Clark counted down the last seconds, all the while shoving Taco Dip into our mouths.
That year, their resolutions were simple; quit…
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So yeah, um…hi, or something
If that isn’t the most eloquent way to start off my first blog post on a new site, I’m not sure what is.
For those of you that have followed my (mis)adventures into the publishing and blogging world, you will have to pardon the boxes and newspaper floating around the floor, especially when I get to the fragile items like why my novels are stalled, but for those of you just joining, welcome to my little rainy corner of the interwebs.
Yep, this is going to be one of those blogs…well, maybe. I still haven’t figured out where the kitchen box is yet, so my recipes on juicy tidbits of life will be waiting until the necessities like getting out the toilet paper and washing this place up a bit take place.
Yep, I’ve gone too far with the damn metaphor. I’ll stop now.
So here are the plans for the future of our little time together; I plan to make you laugh, I plan to make you think, I hope to inspire you, to make you run out and buy my books (insert shameless plug for my not yet published novels) I plan to review other independent author’s works, and some pretty well known authors too. I plan to pimp out my friends’ blogs and have you witness their global takeover and become a minion. I will talk about music, a lot. I will talk about books, a lot. And dating, and being in my thirties, and well, pretty much any single thing that I can think of…
Dust off the couch cushion and make yourself at home. I hope you like pizza.