Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Howdy-do



Hello all you beautiful residents of Blogland! It feels like forever since I've been here, or even wanted to be here. I've decided that I really do miss blogging though & that I shouldn't just let my blogs sit around and collect cobwebs (at least TWO of them shouldn't do that....sadly the other ones will, but I believe I've given them a proper sendoff so that's all good.). I've been trying to come back to life for some time now. I think maybe I've finally arrived. I guess only time will tell that story. I hope you'll hang around with me. There are links on my sidebar & across the top of the page. If you have a few extra minutes, maybe you'll be kind enough to check that stuff out. I WILL be back here soon, talking & showing off pictures, I promise! I hope you all have a very merry Christmas & that all your Christmas wishes come true! As always, with love....



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Sunday, February 21, 2010

In the zone



I have issues. Writing issues. I want everyone to read everything I write....but not while I'm writing it. I get weirded out. I can't keep writing. I lose my train of thought and just want to quit. There's something wrong with me. 

The other day I was writing my blogs and we had company. I was in the other room from our company and in my own little world, writing like crazy. Then they* decided to come see what I was doing. They asked me what I was doing. I replied, writing. Then they leaned over in front of me and started reading what I was writing. I panicked.

I don't know if it's a thing about my personal space. I do have issues with that. I think it's more of a thing with my personal thoughts and getting them here. 

Now I know that once they are here they are no longer personal. They are for everyone to read. That's fine with me. Like I said, I WANT everyone to read them. What I have a problem with is people reading them before I hit 'publish post'. 

Is that normal? Does anyone else feel that way? I mean I totally felt like I was suffocating. It was an all out panic attack. 

BECAUSE MY WORDS WERE BEING READ BEFORE I PUBLISHED THEM.

I don't think that's normal. Please tell me it's normal. Please tell me you feel the same way at least every now and then. I just want to know.



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*I don't want to say who it was because I can't bear to hurt anyones feelings. I don't know if that's normal either.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

For the love of words



I have an obsession with writing which is probably painfully obvious to everyone that knows me. I also have an obsession with writing well, properly, in the correct way. I would never dare to try to claim that I write perfectly. There are many times I feel I’ve completely botched sentences, paragraphs or even the entire post.

Punctuation is probably the area I have the most trouble in. I’m not on a second grade level, but sometimes I wonder if I used whatever punctuation I’m lamenting over in the correct way.

One thing I don’t have an issue with however is apostrophes. I love them. I use them constantly. Apostrophes are a sign of possession. I read somewhere a long time ago (and cannot for the life of me remember where now) that in families with multiple children the oldest is more likely to use apostrophes while the youngest rarely uses them at all. I am the oldest; perhaps that explains my love of apostrophes.

Now knowing my love of apostrophes, it should be no surprise that I was intently interested in a story I came across this morning. The headline read: Its a catastrophe for the apostrophe in Britain.

Of course the first thing I noticed was the word ITS. It’s wrong. It’s means It is. Its means that ones something. For example I would say it’s not that big of a deal (It is not that big of a deal) or I would say the blue color is its signature color (the blue color belongs to that thing). I would not say it the other way around. It would be impossible for me. It would cause me typing pain.

Britain does not agree with me. They have been slowly removing apostrophes from street signs since the 1950’s. They believe they are confusing and old fashioned. What? How is punctuation old fashioned? Confusing I understand. Old fashioned, well, that just confuses me more.

Considering I will probably never make it to Britain it really doesn’t affect me but it does irritate me. It’s somewhat of a pet peeve of mine. Spelling and punctuation in general are things I attempt to pay attention to 99% of the time.

I read a lot of different things both online and off and I am constantly finding errors. I wrote a post on using Spell-check some time back but now I can’t find it so I’m assuming it was on my old Crazy Life site. That bites. It was a good one in my opinion.

The story from my news feed said the Queen’s English is now the Queens English. Not to me. I will always say it’s the Queen’s English thank you. I cannot and will not drop my apostrophes.

I wonder what’s next… Perhaps someone will decide we don’t need commas. After all they don’t do anything important except tell you when to pause while reading. That’s not necessary is it?

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Calling all beach bums!



What could be better than living on a beautiful beach, snorkeling along the reef and exploring an island anytime you got the urge? How about getting paid for it.

Sounds like a dream job to me. But it’s not a dream. It’s exactly what the Australian government is offering. $105,000 plus a rent free beach home to live on this beautiful island for six months. All that’s required to get this job is the ability to swim, be able to speak and write English and not be shy.

The person who gets the job will be expected to talk to the media, keep a blog and provide video and photo updates. Australia is trying to bring more tourism to the country, specifically to Queensland and the Great Barrier Reef.

I can imagine the scene all too easily which probably means I’d love this job. Just the wildlife alone would be worth it to me. Plus you get to live on an island! Now that feels too good to be true. I’m already very jealous of someone. I don’t know who will get the job, but whoever it is, I’m jealous!

If you’re interested in applying for this job you can click here, but I’m warning you A LOT of people are interested and therefore the site is so busy it’s very hard to get to it. I tried for over half an hour before it would finally go to the site.

If you do make it to the site there are links to all the relevant issues pertaining to this job. There is a full job description you can download and details on the responsibilities, criteria and benefits.

If I had nothing else to do I would definitely apply for this job. Six months would go by so fast. Especially on an island. I wonder if it’s a one time deal. Or if you can sign up for another six months after the first ones have past. I imagine that answer is in the FAQ section included on the site. I think I’ll go read them now and have a little daydream about living on the beach.

Note: Today's news revealed that because of the high volume of traffic to the application site it crashed. It took several hours to get the site back up and some portions are still unavailable.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

And the work begins



I only have about nine of my posts from my original Crazy Life site that I can post here. It's ok though. You live and learn. I just keep telling myself that. So...

I'm going to go ahead and do the work to put those nine posts here. It's nine more than I would have had if I was starting from scratch. I understand I am starting from scratch really. But what can you do?

You have to laugh



So many of you that have spent time following my ramblings knows that I can be a royal, for lack of better words, goob. I had the idea that I could move my website over here to Blogger and therefore save us a little money each month. It wouldn’t be a ton of money, but every little bit helps.

I proceeded to know that I could import my already existing Crazy Life blog to Blogger and all would continue on as it was before. I set up the blog from my dashboard. I hit import blog. It said importing blog. Then it said oops!

Oops was not really the word I was hoping to see. Something along the line of success! would have been much better. But alas, my goob self decided it was not a problem. I would just leave my website alone. No loss no gain.

No issues with that, right? Right (said with pure sarcasm in my voice). No issues. No blog, but no issues. I have to say the deleting of my cookbook a week or so ago was a lot worse than this. This time I didn’t cry. I just sighed and said to myself that I should have known better.

All of my links lead you to this page that you are on now. At least I got that part right. Or so it seems. I’ll have to go through the three million places I have my links posted and make sure they all work.

I do have some of my posts saved. Not all of them. Not the last months worth. But it’s ok. You live and you learn and you go on because to do anything else would just be silly.

I’m not going to stress over it. I’ll go through the posts I have saved and repost any of them that I like on this site over the next few days. And then I’ll just start over. It will be ok. And at least I’m laughing.