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{August 18, 2012}   Work, work, work all day long.

Yeah, that’s me these days. I love what I do, and I’m really enjoying myself. I’m gearing up for the start of a new semester, and my classes are all comm/journalism based. Let’s just say that if I fail these, I should probably look into a promising career as a dishwasher or something.

I’m cutting back hours at one of my jobs so I can at least try to not stress out all the time. I have three writing gigs and a possible editing gig on the table currently, not to mention school and my ‘day job’. Needless to say I’m more than a bit busy.

I downloaded an app. for tracking where I spend time on the internet, and it’s pretty much the worst thing I’ve ever done. Facebook is a time suck, and I need to be more aware of how I spend my time on there.

In other news, I’m going to go geek out and talk RPGs with my partner. ūüôā



{August 9, 2012}   Is this really happening?

Last night I sent out an email to pretty much my dream job. A call for bloggers to blog about games. I play PC games, for those of you who don’t know. (which is all of you. Surprise!) So needless to say, I was really hoping to hear back from them. I’ve been playing MMOs for years, and PC games even longer than that. This was pretty much the job to end all jobs, in my eyes. I wanted it, bad. Eyes on the prize. I submitted my writing samples, and waited.

Imagine my surprise this morning, when I got an email from them. Not just any email, but one from their Network Director for the PC gaming section.

I got the job.

I’ll be blogging for¬†http://www.rantgaming.com/¬†starting pretty darn soon. If you like PC games, or you just like my writing–check me out over there!

I’ve been writing for years beyond counting, and done so many unpaid gigs it’s unreal–but I stuck with it. I worked my ass off, and I never gave up. Never stop believing in yourself, ever. I’m living proof that anyone, anywhere–can accomplish their dreams.



So, a few months back I got into this website called NerdFitness. It eventually lead me to the Blog of Impossible Things, which I got daily in my inbox. Awesome stuff, I thought. I created my own Impossible list, and I think item 20 or so was, “Help people with my writing.”

As of today, I’ve not only crossed that off the list–but I’m helping Joel (the founder of ImpossibleHQ and writer of the Blog of Impossible Things) with a new challenge for the Impossible League.

http://joelrunyon.com/two3/impossible-ones-pencils-of-promise-launch¬†–I will be helping Joel behind the scenes (writing, aggregating data, tracking challenges…) in the¬†Blog Of Impossible Things¬†league while we help raise $25,000 by the end of 2012 for¬†Pencils Of Promise¬†to build a school in Guatemala. Am I excited? Well, I think you can answer that for yourselves. I’m gonna sit here and think about how lucky I am to have this opportunity.

Never give up. Never stop dreaming. Ever.

If someone told me I would have had this opportunity a few months ago, I’d probably have laughed.

As of twenty minutes ago? It’s my reality.

I’m going to help do something impossible. Will you follow me along the way?



{August 7, 2012}   How bad do you want it?

So. New Zealand. It’s the land of LotR and kiwis, and where my partner of the last 5 years lives. I don’t know much about it, to be honest. I know it’s beautiful and my favorite show ever; Legend of the Seeker (with all its glorious femmeslash subtext) was filmed there. I know there’s a lot of sheep, and everybody’s nice there, for the most part. I know the beaches are beautiful, and the education top notch.

All right, apparently I do know some things about New Zealand after all.

I know who makes me happy, and I’m lucky enough to be doing what makes me happy and get paid for it. I’m going to turn that into a business platform soon.

Time to put my money where my mouth is, put up or shut up, whatever you want to call it. If someone asked me, “How bad do you want it?” and had my partner here in front of me…Well…Let’s just say I’m not going to be making excuses. I want to be with her more than anything, and to do that we both need to focus on our educations. I can’t, as much as I want to–justify moving 10,000 miles; and neither can she right now. We’re going to make it work.

Now, off to write and start designing this new website.

I’ll write more about how we’re toughing out a long distance relationship soon, and I’ll have an update with my shiny new business too! Yay me!



{August 7, 2012}   Craigslist and a miracle

I’ve been scouring CL for the last few hours applying to jobs while I tweak my writing portfolio. I am starting to wish I didn’t do so much ghost writing (no credit, boo.)–but that wish only lasts until I get paid. Having money and laughing all the way to the bank is a lot better at this point. I’m starting to get my name out there, so I can’t hope for any more than that.

If I want to get replies from companies right away maybe I shouldn’t reply to their Craigslist ads at Dark-o-Clock AM. That might be my first step to success and keeping my heart rate down.

I got paid from my freelancing gig today, nearly all that I’d been owed. Makes me pretty happy, but too bad it’ll be gone soon (my car has been broken for a while, but it finally hit ‘So broken I can’t ignore it anymore’ this afternoon.) Oh well, such is the way of money. Until I get a decent salary, I’ll have to do the best I can with the money I have. Saving to buy the parts and pay for the labor on the part, as well as fix a few other car related things and get new¬†licence¬†plates. This is all really exciting, I know. Not much else to write about at dark-thirty.

So, in lieu of that–here, have a kitty.

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He could win me anything with this face. Let’s start with the lottery, buddy.



I woke up this morning to my least favorite sight in the history of the world. Ants. Not just one, but quite a few having a buffet in my cat’s food dish. Not a fun way to start the day. My cat was staring at me like, “Mom, why is my food moving?” in my state of near terror, I threw out the entire dish. I’ll have to get a new one, along with ant traps–on Friday.

Thanks to the wonder of google, my woes have been solved:¬†http://www.antproofbowl.com¬†and I’m totally picking one up on Friday so poor Zevran can eat in peace.

Zevran!

Zev hates ants. They make him cry.

Would you deny that face food without ants? I didn’t think so. $15 is nothing compared to not dealing with ants, a happy kitty, and yeah…did I mention no ants? Good. Mentioning it again. No more ants.

It’s blazing hot here currently, and I’m watching the hours tick by before I have to go to job A for the evening. I’m writing some pieces for a client before I do, and hoping I get paid from my other job today. Freelancing is a tough gig, but I like what I do.

Anyway, off to write. I’ll be back later. For now, going to laugh at the corpses of the ants I killed earlier.

Revenge will be mine, ants. Soon your day will come. Soon.



{August 6, 2012}   Hello world!

This is my first post here. Seeing as how it’s one in the morning, I should probably go to bed.

Let it be known I hate distance. 10,000 miles is really far away when the person you love is upset.



et cetera