The Things I Do...

The things that I do to get myself through the day at work (a gas station that pays a measly seven dollars an hour) are pretty funny, at least to me.

The other day, a college age looking boy came in. He walked around for awhile then came to buy his stuff, like everyone else. He looked at me strangely, and I returned the look.

"Can I get you anything else?" I asked, a little freaked.

"How'd you get that bruise on your face?" He blurted out rather rudely.

I stared at him for a minute, debating how to answer (just so no one is worried, I got the bruise from getting my wisdom teeth removed). I decided that, since I would most likely never see this kid again, I might as well make it interesting.

I looked at him very seriously and answered, "I got punched in the face." His eyes widen and he looked alarm. I finished it off with a wicked grin and the classic line, "But you should see the other guy."

He stared at me, his mouth slightly hanging open, then hastily grabbed his stuff and left the store. As soon as I couldn't see him anymore I cracked. I laughed for about three minutes, picturing the look on his face the whole time.

I gotta say, I'm pretty proud of myself for being able to keep a straight face. I went through the rest of my shift with a smile on my face.

WooHoo!

I'm actually feeling good at my NaNo. Screw the Week Two Slump. It's gone. I'm behind still, but feeling better about how it's going.

Unfortunately, I'm feeling a little down tonight and my body seems to be angry at me. I don't see myself doing too much work tonight.

I don't even really feel like doing this right now. I'm just trying to get in the habit of doing this every day.

Hopefully, it will eventually get more interesting. I'm new at this whole blogging thing.

Life.

So far this month, I wish I could just hide in my room with coffee, my laptop, and music and that's it. It's been really hard trying to juggle real life with writing. My friends and family have been far from helpful when it comes to writing. I've wanted to do nothing but writing since I was a little girl, but all anyone talks about is needing to have a fall back plan. I don't think they realize how much it hurts to hear that. It them basically saying, "Well you don't have a chance at making it so you better have another plan."

Things haven't been great for me lately. I'm still trying to get the hang of living on my owe. I can't seem to get the hang of budgeting and saving money. There's so much I want to do that I just can't afford. Like, join a gym and actually get in good shape again. That's probably the number one thing on the list. But I can't even afford to buy cleaning supplies for my place, much less something like a gym membership.

I guess a plus is I actually like the stuff that I wrote on my NaNo the last two days. It's still not good, but it's less crap than what I've been prone to writing so far.

Another random thing I'm going to throw into this blog is I've been reading Paperback's blog and she had the idea of doing a photo a day for the year 2009. I think that is a really great idea and that I might try and give it a shot as well. I think my camera bit the dust awhile back though, so I might need to get a new one. But if I can get one in time I think I'll defiantly take a swing at it.

That's all.

Halfway Through...

Well, the month is halfway done. My NaNo, not so much. I'm sitting at 13,563 words and I'm supposed to be at 25,000. Life has been really kicking me in the face. I got my wisdom teeth out two days ago, so I've been spending most of that time asleep. My work hours have also picked back up, which I would have killed for last month. But this month, not so much. It's making me wish I was out of a job. On the bright side, this is probably the longest story I've ever written. I just have to push myself harder so I give up.
As for the actual story itself, I'm not a huge fan of where it's going. My MC is falling for the lead male way to fast and she just won't listen to me when I tell her that she needs to tone it down so she doesn't get hurt. I guess though I've known I was going to hurt her from day one. Most of the story I don't like at all. I'm guessing that's because it's so unedited. Usually, I crazy rewrite everything as I go. Not doing that is making me hate my WIP. But I'm trying to keep my inner editor sedated and I'm doing a fairly good job. I think I just need a little push to get myself going again.
Something I'm hoping to do today, at least for an hour or so, is go to the write in at a local cafe, but the problem is I made plans with some people. The last write in I went to, the one that I basically organized, was fun and did help to see that other people were having as much trobule as I was.
Anyways... Here's a little tidbit for my story, probably the only part I actually like right now,


He thumbed my cheek, coming away with fresh tears.
“Just tell me. It will not chang…” I hastily slapped my hand to his mouth. I think I hurt him, but I did not say sorry.
“Please, do not finish that sentence. I can not bear to hear it. Not again,” tears were streaming down my cheeks once more, but for a different reason. All the people who had promised me that what ever dark secret I was hiding they would be there, they would accept it, flashed trough my mind. “I’ll tell you. But do not make promises you can not keep,” I was reminder of our first date, how he promised he would never hurt me, not if he could help it. I took a shaky breath, and made my self ready to make him a liar. “My parents raised me as… as a Wicca. I am a witch.” I was not ashamed of who I was raised, I was proud and comfortable with my religion. The only reason I kept it to myself this long was because of how quickly fear and prejudice could turn to hate. Hate that could turn violent, hate that had in the past had turned violent.
His hand dropped from my face, “You are a what?” The look on his face would have been comical if it wasn’t so heart breaking.

Remember, totally unedited. And so far form perfect. And with that, I say goodbye.

Good luck to my fellow NaNoers out there =]