Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts

Sunday, November 01, 2009

That time again

NaBloPoMo. Let's see how I do. Going to Peru for the second half, so it may be just too plain hard, though at least right now I know I'd like to blog about the trip. Maybe do the thing where I write offline and post later when I get an internet connection. Maybe just do my best during the time I'm here. Oh yeah, going to CA next week, so more traveling. Don't think my Nana has internet at her house either, maybe I can email my posts in from my phone?. I have a feeling they will be short ones then, but there is something about just doing something every day, even if it isn't long, that feels good.

I really should be doing my Morning Pages every day, why does that feel like a chore and not blogging every day for a month? I guess because that's supposed to be 3 full pages, and a blog post has a lot fewer restrictions for length. Been thinking more about blogging lately. The whole Julie & Julia movie got me going. How do you create a blog that's viable for getting ads, for getting book deals, for getting movies? And if you base it on your life, what do you do when people get attached to who you are and you want to change, or stuff happens? People seem to relate to real, to the little personal details, but sometimes that seems too personal, like giving away too much...? No idea. bits and pieces at a time, always unfolding ideas. Changing and growing.

Someone today told me that the thing about the kids growing up today, the ones they call Millennials is they've never been alone - they've always been able to text/call/chat with others, they've always been plugged in. I do wonder what that's like. We talk about our cell phones and remember how we lived so many years of our lives without them, laugh at ourselves a little when we panic at leaving it behind while doing errands or some such. I don't know how old people are giving phones to kids, but more or less, they WON'T remember what it's like to live without always access. How does that change you? Who you are, how you relate to the world? I guess we'll find out more as they get older.

I just spent a week without reading as part of The Artist's Way. Much of that week I was mad, frustrated, felt punished that I couldn't get online and read emails, Facebook, etc. This week I'm finding much of that stuff empty, when I expected to be hungrily trying to make up for lost time. Not so much. I still think there is a point to it all, and a beauty to the ability to connect, I mean, the people I've met online, the musicians I've interviewed! The connections to like-minded souls who sometimes seem to be few and far between here in town. I wouldn't want to give that up. But I can still have those connections while being more focussed about how I spend my time online. If I have the discipline/motivation. We'll see how it goes, how inspired I get, how much I feel driven to escape. Because I'm sure a lot of it is an escape, filling time, trying to feel productive.

I HAVE noticed little bits of balance coming in with doing The Artist's Way I think. Taking more walks, cleaning bits of the house. Not necessarily being more creatively productive so far, but feeling more settled, less frantic, less depressed and worried. So that alone is worth something.

The whole time change thing has me pretty messed up. I don't even know which of the clocks in our house got changed yet or not so sometimes I get thrown by an hour in one direction or another.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

It's DONE!

(Don't worry, no Harry Potter spoilers)

Whoa.

So I started reading Book 7 yesterday afternoon right after I got it around 3:30. Stopped after chapter 16 to go to a Gayla Drake Paul concert at Cafe P, and mucked about online a little after that, and read a little bit more after that. Kept kind of dozing in and out till about 2am when I went to bed properly. I woke up around 10am I think, and have been reading Harry Potter till about 20 minutes ago, only stopping to pee, drink a little bit of water and nibble a bit of chocolate that just happened to be in the room with me. Thank goodness G had made some soup, because once I finished around 4:15 I immediately came downstairs and devoured a bowl of soup and rice.

Still kind of processing the story, still think I missed a few points, but I somehow feel that I have achieved something great by finishing it this weekend. Not that it was hard, I love reading and I read fast. Plus I'm sure there are plenty of other people who got theirs a bit before me and didn't take a break to go to a concert or anything and were already done way before I was. And it's really a ridiculous claim to fame, or whatever... I guess I've also protected myself from spoilers. I was so mad when I found out some things about the end of LOST this season before I got the chance to watch it. (We watch online, but we missed several weeks because of our trip and such.) So now if I happen to stumble on a website or see a newspaper headline (that's how it happened in Scotland for LOST - granted it was weeks after the show aired, they probably thought the coast was clear. grrr.) I won't have my fun ruined. So there. My biggest problem will probably be forcing myself to lend out my book if someone wants to read it - it's the first HP book I've bought myself, so I'm a tiny bit attached to it, but who am I to be, when other people lent me their copies of the previous ones?! So yeah, I'll just have to get over that!

And I even have a few hours of my weekend left! Ha!

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Goddess Cards

For my future reference:

Reading on 1/21/07

1) Oonagh - Easy Does It. "There is no need to hurry or force things to happen. Everything is occurring in perfect timing."

2) Sedna - Infinite Supply. "You are supplied for today and all of your tomorrows."

3) Nemetona - Sacred Space. "Create an altar or visit a power place to connect with the Divine."

Yay for insights and confirmations. The themes that keep coming up for me again and again are patience and to reconnect to sacred/quiet places...