Friday, 30 May 2014

Society, and What People Expect

May 30

I have a lot to say, and I have NO idea how to get it all in here, or how to say it clearly because this is a subject I don't actually touch on a lot. I will be using screenshots as well.

First of all, I think men and women are different. I think some reasons are nature, some are nurture, and society has helped with the rest.

That doesn't mean I am not a feminist.  I think many people are feminists in one way or another, but it's hard to admit to because of the stigma. There is stigma. You clearly just have to search this horrible hashtag for proof of that:

In case you can't see it, the hashtag is #idontneedfeminism.

Just so we are clear, this is what they don't need.

I've been looking at the hashtags for this:
#yesallwomen has been trending since the shootings on May 23rd in Isla Vista, California. The shooter had released videos as well as a 138 page manifesto about his war on women. I'm not going into details because I haven't watched the videos (nor will I), and while what he did, ended up starting the conversations on Twitter, they have progressed into completely different topics. He was troubled, as I'm sure most murderous psychopaths who go on shooting sprees turn out to be.

Okay. So, I'm done with the topic of the murders. He killed both men and woman, and he's in the media enough.

It did remind me of the Montreal Massacres, December 6th, 1989. I was only 9 when it happened, and now 25 years later, it feels like maybe things haven't change much. I'm adding a link about the two events.

This is all I'm going to say on the above situation. It's not what this particular post is about, but I guess it is what spurred it on for me.

I have A LOT of opinions on women, the way women treat one another, and the way men treat women. I don't always voice them, but I have them. What better place to say it, then in here.

First of all, I'm so sick of the way women treat each other. I mean, if we want respect from men, it might be a good idea to start giving it back to one another. I'm starting to hate the television shows with the high school girls who refer to one another as 'bitch', 'slut', or some derogatory term for their appearance. This seems to be taught at a younger and younger age.

And I HATE HATE HATE the word slut. I think judging people for the way they live their life, and the way they dress is horrible. (That being said, I KNOW I've been guilty of the same judgy things, and I'm slowly trying to resolve that in myself). I tend not to insult people, and I would feel pretty horrible if I made somebody feel bad about their appearance or themselves.

Which brings me to the way women dress, and the fact that it really doesn't matter what you're wearing if you are assaulted. I think the men that rape, aren't picking their victims because of what they're wearing. And the self righteous women and men who are putting the blame on the victim, maybe need to take a step back. I know a lot of people don't like the word 'victim', but it is accurate:

My novel storyline has to do with a rape, but it isn't from the point of view of the victim. I touch on a few of these points in the novel within the conversations between characters.

Either way, the name calling and the blaming need to stop, and it seems like after ALL these years of this happening (to both men and women), it hasn't really gotten better, if anything it's gotten more acceptable. That's pretty scary. I do like the 'teach your boys not to rape' thought process, but I think that also goes with teaching boys AND girls to respect one another.

All this being said, I have never been raped or sexually assaulted. I don't have first hand experience, these are all just things that I've been feeling lately.

My last subject in this long post about everything, is a touch lighter than the topic of rape and name calling, but this one is more the society/feminism side of things.

I'm going to start it with a short story about something C and I recently discussed. I had bought some mascara for a very low price (cheap mascara), and it clumped every time I put it on. C finally asked who I bothered putting it on at all, and assured me I was just as beautiful with no makeup on instead of putting the unnatural mascara on.

I've actually stopped wearing mascara since he said that. Not because of him, as much as the whole thing makes sense. I don't want to waste my morning putting on mascara. I've been wearing it since I was 14 or 15. I still put on the foundation so I can TRY to cover up the circles under my eyes, and I still usually put on eye shadow... because it's fun. That's about as far as I've gone lately.

Men (some men) don't wear makeup. That's an obvious statement. But why? Are they naturally better looking than the women who cake on the makeup? It's just another difference between men and women? I never really thought of it until I was looking at the #yesallwomen feed.

This made sense to me. I'd never thought about it before. I sometimes feel more 'girly' when I've got makeup on, and have convinced myself it makes me look better. How ridiculous is that notion? I don't look good until I put on makeup? No! That's silly. IF I ever have kids, and IF I have a little girl, I don't want her to see me struggling with bad self confidence and the need to be the perfect weight and have the perfect face. I want her to see me loving myself for who I am. It's tough to get into that mindset. Although looking back, I think my mom was perfectly confident in herself.

All this being said, I still like to have shaved legs and armpits. I, personally, quite enjoy the silky feeling of my shaved legs, and will continue on with the society's opinion on me shaving them. So that might go against everything I've just said, but I don't care. I'm a feminine feminist (at times).

I apologise that this post is ALL over the place, and it doesn't really have one valid point. I just was feeling inspired by the great posts I'm seeing on Twitter.

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Thursday, 29 May 2014

Non blogging

May 29

I want to blog every weekday. So my post today is only because I feel like I don't want to let that down.

I've had a DAY at work. It's the 'poo on Erin day', and I'm writing this on my lunch hour before starting on my next work task.

Tonight, I'll go home to the best man there is (AND HOPEFULLY A GLASS OF WINE), and do more packing, and more cleaning so I will not have time to blog. I'm not really in the mood. I am having trouble being optimistic and my usual happy self. So I won't be.

HOWEVER, I did blog on my gratitude blog: a great 'throwback Thursday memory' about my 30th Birthday Party. I've linked it below.

Here is the only post I've spend time on

Oh, update while writing this:
So there's that. Supper THEN packing and cleaning. As long as find more boxes at the Liquor store.

I'm not going to share this entry. Just let it sit in my published blog section. Cause, it's not happy... it's just a tired entry. Also, that's a great experiment to see how many views I get without sharing it on every different social network I am on. Actually, it will be shared on Google Plus, cause that's automatically shared.

Thanks for stopping by. Tomorrow the black cloud will have lifted.

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Wednesday, 28 May 2014

Writing Related Wishes

May 28

A genie grants you three writing-related wishes: what are they and why?

Good question.

First of all, I'd request that my procrastination go away for two hours a night so I can write and edit. I still want to be able to look up and smile at C, but I don't want to be distracted by anything else. I know, I can learn to do that on my own, but it would also be easier if it was just a snap of the fingers: no procrastination. Kind of like a reminder that I love what I do, so why procrastinate in the first place?

Patio in Saskatoon

Second: I'd like to be published. I want my first choice of publishing house to say, "Yes, we want to publish your book." I'm not saying I don't need to edit it and work with them to make it perfect, but I want to get my chance. This is basically a wish I am working on doing on my own, but I'm guessing a 'Writing Inspired Genie' can make it happen more instantaneously.

Mailing manuscript to a Publisher

Third (and Last): This is the only one that is more like a real wish. The other two, I believe I can make happen (just not as quickly as a wish would). I wish I could travel and write. In other words, have an income from my writing that would allow me (and C) to travel the world while I write my next book(s). In reality, I don't have high expectations on making enough money to be a full time writer, even with a published book or two (or five), but this is about writing wishes, and I am wishing for the world! I could also win the lottery.

Our feet in Mexico

Or, of course, I can just do it all on my own. It'll just take longer.

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

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Tuesday, 27 May 2014

My BEST nightmare story and Jumping at Jackets

May 27

I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but horror movies don't scare me. However, if I dream a horror movie type nightmare, I WILL get scared. I guess my own imagination is pretty good at horror stories. It could be a sign that I'm writing in the wrong genre.

I'd say the only other person who can scare me with their nightmares is Winnie the Pooh. Seriously: Heffelumps and Woozles? - Scary as hell! 
And now that I've distracted you with that, I'll get on with my own story. I don't have any pictures depicting my night or nightmare. Thanks god.
Let me give you a warning that this story cracks me up (now), and I hope it wasn't just a funny situation in my head to make myself feel better.
I am pretty sure I fell asleep quickly. Before going to bed, I first watched Spanglish with Clint, and then read a bit of my book. Nothing out of the ordinary.
I had a nightmare. I can't remember the exact details, but I'm sure it's a dream I've had before. That in itself makes me mad. There is nothing worse than a dream you know you've had before that you can't quite get out of. In this dream, people I know were being murdered. On purpose, for me to find. Obviously on purpose, but with the purpose to make my life hell. I just kept finding people. I think I knew who it was that was torturing me. (Sorry for the look into my twisted mind, this isn't the funny part). I finally woke up before the next victim was discovered, and I was freaked out.
I had a drink of water, thinking it would calm me down, but then I thought a trip to the bathroom might help as well. Keep in mind, I have TERRIBLE eye sight, and never bother putting on my glasses.
I looked over at my closet, and was freaked out because I was sure I had closed it, and it looked open. I slowly slipped out of bed and to the door. I turned on the light outside my room (in the living room). I don't usually do that, I usually just make my way to the washroom in the dark, but I wanted to make sure nobody was there. (BELIEVE ME, THIS REACTION IS EXCESSIVE!) The coast was clear, so I went into the washroom.
As I was making my way out, I looked over my shoulder towards the stairs (I live in a basement suite for the next week), and saw a coat hanging up. Well, I flipped out! I was sure it was a person, and gasped and jumped in fright. My heart was beating a ridiculous speed, and I ran for my room after shutting off the light.
I ran STRAIGHT into the bedroom door. My toe hit it first, luckily. I'd like to say this was the first time I've run into a door... it wasn't. The first time after a nightmare though.
It made a loud thud as I hit it, which of course, woke Clint up (as well, most likely woke the people upstairs). He asked what was wrong, and I ran to the bed, and into his arms while crying about my bad dream and running into the door because I imagined something scary. It's a silly situation, but it didn't stop me from being scared. C just snuggled up next to me with his arms around me, and I'm pretty sure the ONLY reason I got back to sleep (after a while) was because of him.
I am not positive that I've ever reacted that badly to a dream. I usually wake up, and I'm still freaked out, but I know it's just a dream. Sometimes, I'm scared to go back to sleep in case my CRAZY imagination decides to continue the dream, but I don't usually jump at jackets.
Believe me when I say, this story was NOT funny last night. It wasn't until I woke up and thought about the situation, and shared it with a co-worker that I realised how funny it was.
So that's my entry for today. No writing prompts, no blog prompts, and nothing about writing other than the fact that I'm writing a post.

Hope you enjoyed the insight into my mental health.

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Monday, 26 May 2014

Monday Writing Update (May 26)

May 26

It has been SIX weeks since I wrote this:

The waiting game continues, and it's going quickly and slowly all at the same time. I can't believe it's been six weeks already, but I can't believe how long I'll still have to wait until I hear back. I think I had a dream that I got a no. I wish I could remember how I handled it. Hopefully like the classy gal I am... no tears, just determination to keep going. I doubt that's how I handled it, but maybe that will be my real life reaction.

I have not done a lot in the way of any writing at all other than blogging and work writing. In my defence, I've got a lot going on.

Hopefully, I can do an hour of editing every night. That's all I need. It just might not happen until I move and unpack (this Saturday). I feel guilty about not writing, but apparently not quite enough to work at it right now.

I will. There's no doubt about that. I'm pretty much in the mind set that I will get my first book published. I'll worry about the next one after that happens, and because I know I haven't given up, I don't feel QUITE as guilty about this extended break. At least I know how long of a break it's been (six weeks, with the odd edit here and there).

And as always, I'll end with a picture because at least I'm still living a great life while I take my editing break. (PS: Best Mojito ever).

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Friday, 23 May 2014

Weekends off

May 23

I've made a decision that I might actually follow through on. I'm going to take a break from blogging on the weekends. This last month, and the next one coming up, have been and are busy. I don't want to have added stress or guilt because I haven't had time to follow my blogging schedule. I love being able to blog everyday, and I love exercising my writing skills, but I'm running out of time on my days off. It might be partially because the weather is fantastic, and I want to be outside instead of inside, but I just also think I need to not worry so much about my own rules.

So basically today's blog post isn't a prompt or anything interesting about my life, but just a head's up for changes. I can stress myself out about almost everything, but blogging shouldn't be one of them.

I have a stagette this weekend, so I for sure wouldn't be blogging anyway, but the weekend after that I'm moving, and then I'm planning for a trip, and I just need to focus on other important things.

I'm having an extremely good day, and I think I'm doing good at the 'being happy with what I've got' mentality. I'm also excited for the future. C and I had a nice long talk about future plans, and while nothing is for sure, we know it will be a future together. So I'm all full of love today (and planning an imaginary -but hopefully some day real- wedding). Details to come when I have details.

So, until Monday, I guess. I will have lots to update.
I love wine with Fabulous Life Advice!

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Thursday, 22 May 2014

Flat Stanley

May 22

As promised, my Flat Stanley post. C's nephew sent us a class project. A little guy named Flat Stanley with a letter explaining why he was flat, and an explanation of the town he lives in. They live in Ontario, and wanted to send him to another community some place other than Ontario. They chose us, and I was pretty excited. I've actually never met C's sister (yet), or his nephew, but I was still pretty excited to participate. First of all, Flat Stanley is PRACTICALLY a paper doll, and I loved paper dolls (and Barbie's) when I was little. That being said, I only played with the paper dolls at my grandma's house.

Second, the whole thing appealed to my 'kid at heart'/creative side, and I quite enjoyed showing Flat Stanley Saskatchewan.

Here is a little bit about where the idea of Flat Stanley came from:
I have sent Stanley back to Ontario with a letter. I've posted the letter below. Keep in mind, I did write it for grades 1 and 2, so I tried to keep it simple and interesting. How did I do?
I also took LOTS of pictures to email his teacher. I'll share them here in the letter. Obviously, this isn't how the letter reads exactly because the pictures weren't there, and I added captions.

I think this is  great activity for kids. It's taking pen pals to a whole new level. I may have had too much fun with it, but that probably is just the kind of person that SHOULD be receiving Flat Stanley. Even though, it was officially sent to C, more than me, I kind of took over, and made sure Stanley got lots of attention.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Dear Steven and Class,
   Flat Stanley arrived for a visit on Thursday, May 15th. I think he might have been homesick for Bracebridge, but he also had a lot of fun exploring here. We live in the province of Saskatchewan. Flat Stanley went for a bit of a tour around the province, and also spent some time visiting the city we live in, Saskatoon.
This was his first day in Saskatchewan. Just out of the mail. Pretty sure he was glad to get out of that envelope. He also spent some time with me while I was writing (novels) and writing at work.
Saskatoon has a population of around 250,000. It is the biggest city in Saskatchewan. (It’s not very big when compared to big cities in other provinces.) Saskatoon is sometimes referred to as “The City of Bridges” or “Toon Town”. It is located around the South Saskatchewan river, so there are 8 bridges to cross from one side to the other. Flat Stanley visited River Landing in downtown Saskatoon to see some of the bridges, and the beautiful area. Saskatoon officially became a city in 1906, and this year turns 108.         The name Saskatoon comes from ‘mis-sask-quah-toomina’, the Cree Indian Name for a local berry. They are purplish-blue grown on a shrub type bush called Saskatoon Berries, or Saskatoons. They are delicious, and many people go Saskatoon Berry picking during the summer.
C had never tried Saskatoons before, so I saved it to share with him.
Like Bracebridge, Saskatoon has a lot of jobs. Teachers, doctors, police officers and more. Erin works as a Creative Writer and writes commercials for three different local radio stations. Flat Stanley stopped by the stations and took pictures with the announcers. Clint is a Pipefitter, and works all over Saskatchewan.
He also came to work with me because radio stations are pretty cool places to visit. He went to all three different stations, and hung out in the Creative department, and even voiced a commercial in the Production studio. I'm glad my coworkers are so great and participated!
Saskatoon has many stores, malls, restaurants and movie theaters. Clint’s favourite store is Cabela’s, and Erin’s is any store with shoes. We both love book stores like McNally Robinson, Coles and Indigo. We also enjoy restaurants with International foods like Korean, Thai or South American food. We enjoy sitting on patios at local restaurants in the summer and enjoying the sun.
Saskatoon has lots of festivals in summer and winter. There is a Winterfest with ice castles and sculptures. The summer you can see Shakespeare plays at Shakespeare on the Saskatchewan, Folkfest, Fringe Festival, and Taste of Saskatchewan. All of these involve delicious foods. We also have art galleries, food trucks, museums and a zoo.
There is an outdoor skating rink for winter downtown by the river for people to skate on and enjoy the view. There are many other rinks in Saskatoon as well. Clint likes to go ice fishing in the winter on the lakes in Saskatchewan.
In summer, you can go rollerblading or biking by the river and throughout Saskatoon. You can also canoe or boat on the river. There is always something fun to do around here.
Saskatoon has lots of sports for the indoors and outdoors that people play in all seasons. Hockey (in winter), baseball, soccer, dodgeball, rugby and more.
Saskatoon has 78 elementary schools and 14 high schools. We also have the University of Saskatchewan, and many other colleges and training schools for when you finish high school.
How could you not enjoy that big beautiful sky?
On the May Long weekend, we took Flat Stanley outside of the city to see the rest of the ‘Prairies’. We will send the pictures to your teacher. Stanley went to see the Crooked Trees. Lots of tourists like to go and see them because the trees grow in all different directions. He also took a picture in front of a big field because Saskatchewan has a lot of farmers. He saw a lot of sights and enjoyed getting out of the city for the day. There are a lot of lakes to visit throughout Saskatchewan as well for swimming, boating or fishing.
Pretty much seemed like a picture we couldn't miss out on. I mean... this is Saskatchewan, yo.
He’s enjoyed hanging out in the city as well. Other than the visit to the radio station, he visited a place called “The Laugh Shop”. Comedians from across Canada come and do shows. He hung out near the river, and spent some time relaxing in our apartment while I wrote. He enjoyed the sunshine, and I’m glad we got to show him around in the spring instead of winter because he might have been too cold. 
We also enjoy going to concerts in Saskatoon. It’s one of our favourite things to see live music. We like country music, rock music, and anything else! It’s too bad there wasn’t a concert on while Flat Stanley was here. We would have let him come with.
Thanks for sending him to visit. We had a lot of fun with him, and hope he did as well.
He saw my favourite place in the city. The river. Had some Starbucks, posed in front of a couple of bridges, and enjoyed the sunshine. Spoiled kid.
Yours Truly,
Erin and Clint
Anonymity went out the window in this post. Now we all know C's name... Ah well. I was too lazy to go through the letter and change his name to C. Plus, I have pictures of him anyway.

Also, I've done this post, slightly before he'll arrive back, but I'm guessing it probably won't be read by the kids in Bracebridge. If so though... sorry 'bout the spoilers.
Until next time!

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Wednesday, 21 May 2014

I'm a Unique Writer (aren't we all?)

May 21

What makes you unique as a writer?

I can say more in my writing than I'd ever say out loud. I can admit things in my blog or journal or in stories with more ease than if I were to say it out loud. It's not that I'm ever embarrassed to tell a story about my life, I will proudly, I just do it better in writing. I find it easier to write my thoughts first. That being said, I'll say what I'm thinking or admit to stupid things I've done without a second thought. I'm not likely to get into a debate (unless I'm really confident about what I'm speaking about), but I'll debate something on my blog. (When nobody can argue... that's how you debate. Right?) 

That being said, I do write the way I speak. Practically... with less 'umms' or 'ahhs'. And WAY less 'likes' (it annoys me when I say it out loud in my speech, and yet I, like, do.)

I think the thing that makes me unique as a writer is simple. I am unique. I'm my own person, with my own thoughts and my own opinions. Everybody has these same traits that also make them unique. It's whether or not they share it, and how they share it. All writers are unique. If they weren't, we'd be pretty bored by books and reading.

I think in novel writing (and short story writing), I try to pick a unique point of view. Something I feel confident writing even though I haven't experienced it. I write a lot based on emotions. I put myself in situations I haven't been in, and I write about what would happen simply based on that. As I learned in my last novel, this is all good until I need to actually research things. Emotions only go so far, but they definitely give me a good start.

As for my blog, that's all me. I write about my life, how I feel, my opinions, and I love it because I really am able to talk about how I'm feeling, what I'm going through, and get my thoughts out. I guess I don't really say a lot that people can argue with, simply because it's also based on my personal feelings and emotions more than opinions. Someday, I'm sure I'll have an opinionated blog post that will piss somebody off. It just may not have happened yet (or maybe it has). I'm unique in my own weirdness, and I love it. I've shared this picture before, I think, but It fits. (plus I couldn't find a unique writer post).

My first love has always been writing. I wrote stories and letters and journals from AT LEAST the age of 8. It has been the one unique constant in my life, and other than the unique writer aspect, I wouldn't really have a talent... so yay!

That's it. Here's to all the unique writers!

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

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Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Developing my Writing Ideas

May 20

How do you develop your writing ideas?

I'm behind. I kind of skipped out on writing Monday. I was lazy. I think that's allowed every once in a while. I'm back now. So that would have been my writing update, and since I don't have one, I guess it's okay that I missed the post.

By the way, I was wrong. In my last post, I said the next questions were Creative prompts, but it looks like they are writing question prompts. Which is good. Gives me more time to get ready for the fiction portion.

I also said I promised to write two different entries about Flat Stanley and the 'r' word (religion), but I'm behind in writing and life, so I haven't got to either. Flat Stanley's post won't be written until I send him back to Ontario. It's started though.

So, with that being said, back to the prompt:

How do you develop your writing ideas?

I write. I usually don't plot or plan, I just write and watch where the characters go. I have an idea in my head, and I follow through in my writing. They develop as I go.

I learned a lesson when I was in high school English classes. I wrote a really good short story. I can't remember exactly what it was about, but it was a basic real life fiction situation type story (and I'm just assuming it was really good). We were in the Creative Writing portion of class, and I was really excited to share. I'm not sure I had shared my stories that often, and I looked forward to sharing with our English teacher. We were given the freedom to pick any topic we wanted. I think I was in grade nine or ten. This was  a long time ago, which is why I can't quite remember any details.

I didn't listen to the instructions very well, so I just wrote my great story and handed it in. When I got my grade, my teacher (my favourite teacher) told me she was surprised at how good it was (because she didn't know I wrote), and I am sure I received a pretty good grade. However, I lost marks because I had no outline (as requested). I didn't do an outline at all because I simply wrote the story. It was part of the instructions.

Here's what the lesson I took from the situation. Always do an outline. So, the next time we had a short story assignment, I did exactly as I had previously. I had an idea (in my brain), and I wrote the story that went with it, deciding where the story went, as I wrote. After I was finished, I wrote the outline. (Sorry AnnMarie - I practically cheated!) I do believe, the outline helped my grade, and proved I could follow directions (although just barely).

I've never been good at the outline, but I do write notes as I develop a story. Even with my novel, I didn't plan it out before I wrote it. I kept track of character names, and details as I wrote because it makes it easier to remember everything.

The new novel I'm going to write, probably won't have an outline either, BUT it will have characters figured out. I am going to figure out what has happened to each character in the last year, and will be doing character outlines. The story will just happen as it happens. I like surprises in my writing. I always have a basic idea, but the things that happen in my novel sometimes aren't planned, and if I planned it, I don't think it would work as well.

Once I write the story, I still do edits and make changes, so I guess my first draft is the outline, but I don't think my English teacher would have believed me. Just a side note about this particular teacher, I credit her for the confidence I have in my writing. She encouraged me from the first story, and on throughout my life. We are now Facebook friends, so I'll be tagging her in this post.

Last, a picture I took this weekend. I wrote a quote on it that pretty much suits this post almost perfectly. I also realise the picture wasn't taken at night, but it wouldn't have looked as nice if it had been.

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

And as always:

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Sunday, 18 May 2014

Food And Love

May 18
I'm doing two in one because I think the first question is not worth it's own post. There is no reason for me to do an entire entry about food. That one will be a three word answer, and the next one will be obvious but I'll still answer the obvious.

2 Food items you cannot possibly live without.

Cheese and Mushrooms

1 person who makes your life better.

C does. We all knew that answer. Anybody who knows me or reads this blog knows that he has changed my life, and made me incredibly happy. Together, we make both our lives better. 

Neither of us are perfect, but we make a pretty great couple. 

I've dated before, and I've been lucky enough to date nice guys. This time is different though. I don't question us, I just know it's right. 

It's not just us as a couple. He encourages me in every area of my life. He makes me better. I'm at the point in my life where I can take credit for the things I've accomplished. Nobody can make you do better or fix your life for you. It is up to me to make my life better. That being said, C helps me by reminding me I can do these things. We work together to make both of our lives better.

Anyway, it's crazy how as a writer, I can't eloquently write about how much love I have, and how grateful I am that he is in my life. I'll leave it at that.

I think the next prompts are writing prompts. Creative writing prompts. I'll be sharing some fiction type writing on my blog. Possibly. If I get a little more brave. 

I'll also be posting other things as I think of them. Coming up, a post about Flat Stanley and one about religion or lack of religion (gasp!).  

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

And as always:

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Thursday, 15 May 2014

Reading Material on Deserted Islands

May 15

3 Books you’d bring with you to a deserted island.

  1. My journal. (I can read old entries as well as write new ones).
  2. A Sandra Brown Novel from the later years. Not the ones that are just sex, but the mystery that also has good sex scenes. I'll need an easy and fun read.
  3. The Book Thief: I'm not finished it yet. I will choose any book I'm not finished to come with me. If by chance but the time I arrive at my deserted Island, I finish the book, I'll have the next one I'm reading. Maybe book three of Game of Thrones.

Either way. That's it. I'd also bring a pen for my journal.

Short one today.

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.
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Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Favourite Book

May 14

4 Things you love about your favourite book.

First with a link: I did a post about a week ago about my favourite books. Just as a starting off point.

Next I have to decide which book is my favourite because believe it or not, I REALLY don't know if I can pick an absolute favourite out of all of them. That's not fair. However, I'm going to pick one because I don't want to do it for all of them.

Oh! Actually, I'm changing my mind as I write this. I'm going to change the rules just a bit and write about the book I'm actually reading right now. It's going to be a favourite, I can pretty much guarantee that. I'll talk about the four things that are keeping me completely invested in it. So invested, that I've put the other books I'm reading down.

I've spoken about it before, and YES I'm still reading it. I don't read as much as I should. Usually just on lunches when I am not doing anything else.

Side note: I'm become obsessed with Veronica Mars on Netflix. I can't stop watching it. Thank goodness it's only three seasons. I've never watched it before.

So: four things I love about my current book.

  1. I love how much this book loves books. The main character (not the narrator) loves the written word, and she LOVES books. She's not the only one though. There are many characters in it who enjoy reading, and something about that is endearing to me.
  2. I love that Death is the narrator. I've never seen this done before, and he probably had a lot to do while Hitler tried to take over the world.
  3. I LOVE Max. The Jewish man who is fighting to live. He's trying so hard to save his own life, he's bitter, and upset that he has to ask and accept help, but he loves the main character, and she loves him back.
  4. Last, I enjoy the spoilers. That way I can get upset before bad things happen and not be shocked. Thanks to Death for that one. I don't know how things are going to happen, but I've been warned.
Now all I want to do is read it some more. I am going to have to take it home and read before I head to bed.

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

And as always:

©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.

May 13 Money Money Money

Back to the writing prompts today! This was meant to be posted on the 13th, but I didn't get it done.

5 Items you would buy with a million dollars.

First of all, what wouldn't I buy with a million dollars? I mean, that would get me a lot more than five things. Especially because I'm cheap.

Bank stuff:
I would pay off my debt. The rest of my student loans, and pay off my condo in Whitecourt (and then sell it). (I'm counting all this as one.) I'd put some of it away in RRSPs so hopefully I'll never run out of money. (Right? I'd be smart).

I would buy two homes for C and I. One in Saskatoon and one in Ontario. That way, we'd have a place to stay while we visiting.  (I'm counting all this as one).

I would buy C and I tickets to Europe, and spend a month travelling there. We would move on to any other place I felt like visiting. I'm just starting with Europe because I haven't been there yet. Australia and New Zealand would be next. If I got the money before the summer, C and I could head to South Africa for my friend's wedding. If I get this money (I'm sure I will) later, I'll visit J and his wife, in whichever country they're in.  C and I could become the professional traveller I've always wanted to be. I would write during our downtime. Let's face it, neither of us would have to work, and I can publish my books as well from the road. I'd buy tickets for my parents and sister, and C's family for whenever they wanted to meet up with us on our travels. I'd spend a lot of money on family and friends.

I'd go shopping. Shoes, luggage, clothes, purses, glasses, sunglasses, books. I'd buy it. Just one shopping spree when money is not an option would be nice! I'd probably end up giving half of it away because travelling with 20 pairs of shoes is silly. I'd go shopping with my family and friends, and buy them stuff too!

I would donate A LOT to the Canadian Cancer Society Here  and the Alzheimer Society of Canada Here. Each year, I'd make a huge donation. I added the links in case any millionaires reading with money to spare want to donate.

That's five things. I'd also self publish my book if needed, and promote the hell out of it. I'd actually probably do that instead of one of the above, but I'm hoping by the time I win my 5 million dollars, I'll have already found myself a publisher.

And that's what I'd do with millions of dollars.

Also written on the 13th: Two Years since I met C.
My romantic Gratitude

Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

And as always:

©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.

Monday, 12 May 2014

Writing Update Monday

Writing Update:

Even though yesterday was basically a bit of an update about a writing experience, I still feel like I need more of an update. I have a lot to say, and more goals, and I think writing them down might help with that.

It's been a month since I sent my query letter and 20 pages of my manuscript away. I've waited for a month, and some days, I forget that I'm waiting. Kind of.

Even though I already sent the 20 pages, I decided something today. I've decided to edit it one more time. I know the editing is never done, but I feel it can use at least one more edit from me. I'm sure I will be making a few more changes, and that's fine to do while waiting. In other words, the new novel will have to wait until I try to perfect the older novel once again.

There are some parts that I love. For instance, the partial climax that I read out loud on Saturday night doesn't need a lot of changes. It was well written, and it does exactly what I want it to. It's a very emotional scene, and I feel that I got that across exactly as I wanted. In fact, after writing that part the first time, I had to stop writing, and take a breather. It was hard to write, but I am happy it turned out as it did.

I can't say that for all of the novel. I want every bit of it to be as good as that part. I might as well start now. I think it's good that I took this break before going back to it, even if that wasn't my intention.

While I'm at home, I'll work on more edits. It shouldn't make a difference to the publishers because they only have the first 20 pages. I can rework some of it while I wait. Nothing I do will change the outcome of the story.

I guess, I decided that I love my novel, and I want to make it as great as it can be so others can love it as well.

As for the second novel, I'm not going to start writing it right now. Especially since I'm editing, but I will start working on the plot and characters. Where they are now, and what's happening that we need to know. I didn't do that with the first, but I think it'll be necessary for this one.

Something I learned this weekend: I want a desk.
One more thing, I'd like to do with my writing is go back to short stories. It used to be all I would write. I have not written one in a long time, partially, I think because I don't know what to write about. I'm going to start writing non-fiction short stories. I have a lot of stories to share about my personal experiences, and there is no better way to do it. I'm hoping to start submitting them as well to magazines and writing contests. I want to get my work out there, and it will give me something else to write in my Query letter if I do.

I guess, although I didn't do as much writing as I had hoped this weekend, I received plenty of motivation for the future.

That's my writing update. I actually had a lot to say, and am glad I've planned it out on here so I can't forget what I'm doing.

Until next entry...


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Saturday, 10 May 2014

Guest Post for Mother's Day

Feature a guest post by a friend or family member.

Who better to do a Guest Post for me on this very special day, than the lady who birthed and raised me. She wrote it ahead of time for me.

My mom is my hero. I'll let you read her post, and than I'll do my own Mother's Day thoughts. AKA, raving about all the great moms in my life.

May 8, 2014
"Mother’s Day is almost here, so of course my mind turns to some awesome mothers I have been lucky enough to have in my life.

 I have to start with my Grandmothers.   Grandma B., born in 1899, was one of 8 children (6 girls), all of whom attended university at a time when even finishing high school was not the norm.  She was a tiny, loving, family oriented woman who raised 4 big active boys while helping  on the farm during the 30’s.  Grandma P. was another loving lady, who raised 3 children through some hard times.  She spent 2 months every summer with us at the farm.  We spent hours shelling peas, breaking beans, playing Canasta, etc.  Two caring, strong influences on my life.

Then comes my mom, who I lost almost a year ago.  She was brave enough to leave Edmonton and  join Dad in Saskatchewan, moving to the farm when their 3 children were very young.  She took an active part in the farm and community, growing a large garden, keeping the yard trimmed up and following kids and later grandkids to events all over the province.  While Dad was away at meetings of all sorts, Mom was home keeping everything running smoothly.  For many years she kept us all informed about the activities of family members far and wide.  In later life, suffering from Alzheimers, she still was able to adapt to whatever life sent her way.  Another loving, independent, encouraging influence.

My last great mom influence was my mother-in-law.  She was another strong, independent woman who opened her house and heart to family and friends.  She was supportive and loving from the first time I met her.

Reflecting on my own experience as a mom, I hope I have passed on some of the same strength, independence and love to my own wonderful daughters.  They are without a doubt my life’s greatest achievements." 
Nancy McCrea

I actually learned a few new things while reading this. I was always so proud of the fact that my Grandma Burton had a university degree in Chemistry, I didn't realise that my grandfather's Mom and sisters all attended university as well. That's great!

I have a bit to say (as always), and then I'll share some pictures (as always).

First of all, as we know, I am not a mother. I don't have kids. Sometimes, I'll admit, this makes me sad. I think I'd be good at being a mom. That doesn't mean I'm going to be one, and it doesn't mean I always want to be one. I love my life. No matter what happens, I love my life. I can't regret what I don't have. I make the choices in my life, and if in the end, (two years), I decide (along with C) to not have children, I'll be okay with that. I do think my parents would make WONDERFUL grandparents though, and I'm sad not to give them that chance. 

However, instead of being sad on a day to celebrate Mother's, I will be grateful for all the great Mom's in my life.

Starting with my mom. First of all, I am grateful EVERY DAMN DAY that she is my mom. Not just one day a year, EVERY DAY. I am so happy to have had the support, the encouragement and the love I did. Especially when I know not all kids get that. I still get it the support, encouragement and love.

My mom taught me to be the very best I can be. She taught me to be caring, and I think she kept me innocent as long as she could, and I'm grateful for that.

As I said, she's my hero. She reminds me to look at things differently, to consider other points of view. She teaches me new things, and reminds me to keep learning. She let me know when I was younger, and continues to let me know now if my behaviour isn't appropriate. (Shocking, I know). She tells me when I'm not being the best me.

She's strong, smart, independent, beautiful inside and out, and a role model. She also still looks about 45, so I feel like I'm going to be lucky as I grow older.

She taught me respect: how to be respectful to others, and that it is important to be respected as well. She respected me and expected the same in return.

My mom was strict, and I'm so glad she was. I wasn't so happy at the time, but I was raised right, and I didn't get away with a lot. That being said, I didn't really do a lot either as a teenager. As a shy teen, I didn't go to a lot of parties, so I didn't really test any boundaries. Although, I'm sure I tested them in other areas.

She helped me to be light hearted about life and taught me to laugh. I grew up knowing how to laugh at things, and even though I'm still learning, how to laugh at myself.

IF I do ever have children, I want to be a mom just like her.

Where ever I am in life, no matter what age I was, am or will be, I know my mom is there for me.

Just one more thing, she's also always encouraged my writing, and she was one of the first people to read my finished novel. I cried when she called me at work to tell me she had finished it and how proud she was of me. In fact, I'm crying a little bit now, just writing it. I'm in a sappy, love my mom, mood. It's that time of year, but I basically feel like that all the time.

Now some pictures.

This is my mom and dad on their wedding day. Before she was a mom.

This picture is one of my favourites. 

Mom and her friend headed up for an Air Balloon ride.

At an Alzheimer's walk.

Having Fun.

My Grandma Burton was a great mom and grandmother. I'm thinking my mom learned a lot from her about being a mom. Grandma was fair, she was loving, she was strict, and she LOVED her family. She was most proud when she was talking about us (her kids and grandkids AND great grandkids).

I always felt really close to my Grandma McCrea. She laughed a lot, and she hugged a lot, and she was a nice and caring woman. She was strong, and independent. It was hard for all of us when she passed away. Nobody was ready for life without her.

There are so many other parents I can rave about. I'm going to cut it short though, as the real post here, is my mom's.

Long story short, I have a lot of great role models in my life.


Most of my ideas are coming from It's leads to another blog where I found the ideas. My April onward details start with that post.

And as always:

©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.