Posts Tagged ‘ramblings’

I told you that you all would get sick of me once I quit my day job. Now I’m like, “Woohoo! I can actually write down all the random crap that’s in my head!” Sorry, friends. You were warned.

So keeping with a bit of a music theme, I’m posting one of my all-time favorite songs EVAR. When I walk in the mornings, I like to listen to music. Spotify has become my main music source, and I recently was introduced to this song (and singer). Not only do I love Laura Brehm’s voice, but this song sort of became my anthem over the last year or so. It’s been a series of ups and downs emotionally, some of which I’m still working through.

The heart of this song and the positive message behind it often ran through my mind when I made the decision to finally pursue my passion instead of forcing myself to fit into a job that I just didn’t enjoy. I knew that if I didn’t take the plunge now, I probably never would.

It’s scary and exciting all at once, but ultimately, I know that this is what I was called to do. Things have felt more “final” these last few months, allowing me to break off some of the last pieces of hurt and brokenness that had remained.

I’m still working on some final decisions before I reveal what I’ve been playing around with for the last…well, couple of years if I’m honest. Financially I have to make sure I’m doing I think is going to be best, which involves a lot of research. *le sigh* Obviously you just never know until you actually get started, but I feel like being somewhat prepared never really hurt anyway. And I’m a natural born planner, so…yeah. I’m gonna research and probably over-research.

But I’ll keep you guys posted as I do! As the song says, “The story has not come to an end, it now begins.”

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Happy late Birthday to me! New year, new direction, and thankfully, some new music!

I’ve probably mentioned it before, but I’m one of those people who can’t really write anything unless I have music playing. I know some people have to have total silence to concentrate, but I’m not wired that way. Oh sure, I can make it happen if I need to, but music is what drives me, fuels my imagination. It gives me energy. I’m very fortunate, because Brother is a huge fan of Spotify and upgraded to a family plan about a year ago. Thus Parents and I are able to listen to music ad-free and create tons of playlists and radio stations. I have fallen in love with those features, let me tell you. Color me spoiled.

When I’m getting ready in the morning or sitting down to write something, I usually have Spotify up and running on either my computer or my phone. (Seriously, what did we ever do without technology?) I kept hearing these songs that I liked on one particular radio station that I had created, and every time I looked, I laughed because the name of the artist that I kept liking was “Sizzle Bird.”

Yup, that’s the name all right. However, don’t let his title fool you. If you’re looking for a mellow Lindsey Stirling alternate, Sizzle Bird is your man. Same electronic feel, with violin and sometimes piano overtones. While Stirling has been one of my favorite musicians for a while, it’s nice to hear something new, and I dare say that Sizzle might just give Stirling a run for her money in my book.

If you want to know what I mean, check him out here. My personal favorites so far are Imagine and Warm Heart. I’m stupidly excited about it. Of course, I’m always excited about new music of any sort. I’ll come back later with the two other new-to-me bands that I’ve recently discovered that have just blown me away with their abilities. However, they’re just about as polar opposite of this as you can get, so I’ll let them have a post all of their own. Just keeping the mood the same here, you know.

And now if you’ll excuse me, there are very clearly several songs of his that I’ve never heard, so I’d best correct that.

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Exciting and Scary

I made a big decision today. Like, a life-changing, this-could-be-really-stupid decision. Ultimately, I think it’s going to end up being the best for me mentally, emotionally and even physically, but it still seems crazy.

In a nutshell? Well, I quit my day job.

Actually, I resigned, so I still have a couple of weeks left. And I know, I know, it makes no sense whatsoever. While I *am* looking for part-time work to have a little bit of a supplemental income, I’m also going to be focusing the majority of my energy and efforts to something really spectacular. Honestly, I can’t wait to share it even here, because even though it doesn’t necessarily have anything to do with writing, it does have to do with creativity. Basically, I’m taking the plunge and starting my own business.

I’ve had a love of photography and graphic design for a long time now, and I’ve finally decided that now is the time. This season is a golden opportunity for me, because I’m at a point where I have no other obligations and I finally have a main idea of what I want to focus on photography-wise.

I’ve always enjoyed nature and landscape photography, but never thought to pursue it as a career until recently. However, there is a TON of competition in my gorgeous state. That’s fantastic on the one hand, because it means a lot of people to glean information from, but it also means that it’s difficult to get started. Once I realized that my real passion was home decor, suddenly a whole new level of photography was opened up to me. I’m keeping most of the details more on the secretive side of things for now, but once the site is up and running, I will most definitely be sharing it here.

Keep an eye out! (And expect a lot more random posts from me. Since I’ll actually have time to do so.)

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A Long Hiatus…

Hello, Blog-World. It’s been a while.

It’s one of those moments where I’m not entirely sure where to begin, because a lot has changed in the last year. While I’ve tried to keep this blog a positive place, because I firmly believe that the world needs as many positive things in it as possible, it doesn’t change the fact that I’ve been rather absent lately. Well, unfortunately that absence was due to some negative situations that needed to be ironed out.


I have learned many things while walking this journey. I’ve learned that sometimes we are given challenges that will shape us into the best people we could possibly be. I’ve learned how to say no. I’ve learned that there is always a lesson to be taught, whether it’s easy or not. I’ve learned that having dreams and desires isn’t easy for everyone else to understand. But most importantly?

I finally found my voice, and I learned how to forgive myself.

It’s really hard to stand up for yourself without feeling like you’re being selfish. (Especially when there are negative influences in your life that might tell you just how selfish you’re being.) But how are we supposed to love others if we have nothing to give them because we’ve no idea how to love ourselves? I don’t mean empowering self-centered mindsets, because it’s also rewarding (and good!) to put others before yourself. But I firmly believe that you must still be kind to yourself.

I beat myself up inside because I made some mistakes, some poor choices. I look back and see what I should have seen the first time around. I can either continue to chastise myself for going down that path, or I can remember that I was young and naive and grant myself some grace.

I know I’m being somewhat cryptic, and for that I apologize. I’m not quite ready to share my full story just yet. But I also know there are people out there who will understand. Remember, negatives can be turned into positives if you know how to look for it.

Last year ended in a way that was seen as very bad for many of the people looking in from the outside. I choose to see it as necessary. It brought about freedom and the chance to start over.

My hope is to continue blogging regularly again. I’ve missed it. Thank you to those who have remained faithful to this little piece of internet in a vast cyberspace. I hope to keep up this journey.



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I don’t post political entries on purpose. My opinion is my own, and I don’t feel that it’s my job to change someone else’s mind. Not only that, but I’m not nearly as educated in politics as others are, so I leave the explanation and persuasion to the many diverse blogs and authors who can articulate far better than I.


I feel compelled to write something, simply because my heart hurts at just how much hatred is going on the USA right now, on BOTH sides. Regardless of how you voted, regardless of how you feel, what’s happened has happened.

I saw a meme floating around FB that said something along the lines of hoping for Trump to fail as President is like hoping the pilot will crash the plane we’re all flying aboard.

That just about covers it, in my opinion. Yes, I truly hope that Trump does well as President, just as I would have for Clinton. Not because I necessarily like either of them, but because I want this country to do well. I know I might push some buttons by saying this, but STOP IT.

To the Democrats: Your nominee lost. Move forward and stop being jerks about it.

To the Republicans: Your nominee won. Move forward and stop being jerks about it.

Seriously, people, this is the exact opposite of what this country stands for. We are the UNITED States of America. I have many friends that I disagree with who I still manage to love. It doesn’t mean that your voice doesn’t count. It doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t believe what you do. It doesn’t even mean that you can’t say exactly how you feel. It just means we need to at least be civil with one another. Try to keep the other person’s feelings in mind when you speak.

In the long run, we’re still all in this together.

So please, EVERYONE…be kind.

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These are seriously the cutest things ever. I can imagine an entire purse covered in them. Or a pillow. Or…Well, you get the idea. If I were still in high school my backpack would be the most geeky, 8-bit covered piece of phenomenal to walk the hallways. I would be that proud.

We watched the movie How to Train Your Dragon last night and I really enjoyed it. As if my love of video games and manga didn’t prove what a teen/child I am at heart, I also happen to love cartoons. I still go back and watch the old Looney Tunes and Disney cartoons of my childhood, simply because it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I guess it just proves that explosions really do make everything better. (I pretty much base my love of a movie on whether or not it has any explosions or an amazing fight sequence in it. If there’s not at least one of the two, I generally consider it not worth my time, with few exceptions.) Given that I write fantasy, it was probably obvious that I would love a movie about dragons, but you honestly never know. As I watched it, knowing that it was based on a book, I started wondering to myself what it must be like to have your characters literally come to life on screen. I know there are times when the movie can totally botch the storyline, *coughEragoncough* but it still must be something to have your story made into a movie.

Comic book artists must have the same sort of feelings, I would imagine.

Found on slackernetwork.com

Because he’s worth it.

Some movies may be a disappointment, but then you have the absolute awesome of something like Iron Man or Thor to make up for it. Those artists must get the same butterflies and giddy excitement when they see their drawings depicted in real life. It’s motivating. It makes me want to finish my series so that maybe someday my story might get made into a movie.

There are certainly pros and cons to this. Some die-hard book fanatics believe that no movie will ever be as good as the original book, and most of the time I’m inclined to agree. Some movie adaptations have totally sucked the big one. *coughEragoncough* However, as an author I also believe that letting your work be made into a movie also brings about a whole new audience that might not have discovered your story otherwise, particularly in my field. Not every teen out there enjoys reading. For many, it’s a great struggle. But after they watch a movie, they might be more inclined to read the book that it was based on. Anytime a kid or teen gets interested in reading, my heart does a happy dance.

Yay! Read more!

It’s a good feeling to know that coming this October, I can help contribute to that. The series is coming together in my head. There are so many more things that I want to post, but until my book is out there, I feel they won’t quite make sense.

October can’t come soon enough!

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I love mixed breed dogs. Don’t get me wrong, I love many types of purebreds as well, but I’ll confess that even my two-sizes-too-small heart has a tiny pinprick of a soft spot when it comes to rescue animals. Both of my animals were rescues from our local Humane Society, and I wouldn’t trade them for any pedigree in the world. Ludo is my ever-lovable long-haired cat. He looks just like a Norwegian forest cat, but I doubt he’s actually that fancy. He was named for the character from that classic ‘80’s movie, Labyrinth. (David Bowie in tights. Thaaaaat’s right. I knew I could make you cringe remember.)

In the movie, Ludo is a huge, orange monster who isn’t very bright, but loves Sara all the same and counts her as his best friend after all of five minutes. He might be a big scaredy-pants, but he’s still loyal. My Ludo is a huge, orange cat who isn’t very bright, but loves me all the same and counts just about anyone as his best friend, provided they’re willing to scratch that hard-to-reach area on his chest for a few minutes. And yes, he’s a scaredy-pants, too. As soon as I saw him in that tiny cage at the Petco display, as one of the featured pets from the Humane Society, I knew that he was a Ludo and that he was mine.


He likes to think that if he just wishes himself to be smaller, it will come true and he can fit into anything. I’ve already mentioned that he isn’t the brightest.

Just for funsies, I tend to find myself wandering the vast corridors of the Internets when I’m really bored, and I happened to come across a site with different dog breeds, including hybrids. Now, I’d heard of some hybrids and thought the names were actually kind of cute. Labradoodles, chiweenies, flandoodles and the like. Sure, some people only have them for their names. Who wouldn’t want to say they have a cockapoo? My dirty mind can’t even begin to come up with just a single one-liner for that, it’s so hilarious. So I browsed through the seemingly infinite types of crossbreeds.

Then it started to get weird.

I started to wonder: who thought up something like the American bull dane? I’d never seen anything like it. I mean, what person honestly wanted a bulldog the size of a great dane? Just when I thought they couldn’t get any weirder, I found a Boston lab (Boston terrier/labrador mix). And a boxador. And a cheagle. (No, really! I only wish I were kidding.)

Now, before I start getting hate mail from the proud owners of these…erm, unique breeds, let me remind you again of my own mixed breed rescue. Only mine’s actually cute. *ducks and runs*

Yes, I happen to be the proud owner of a borador (border collie/labrador) named Samus. And yes, she is named after Samus from Metroid. I am a geek and proud of it.


See? See how adorable she is? How do you not love that face? I sometimes sit there and think, “Who the heck got rid of you?” I mean, bonus for me, but bummer for whoever had to give her up.

I know when it comes to dogs, breeds don’t always mean anything. I’ve met golden labs meaner than a rattlesnake and pit bulls as mellow and loving as ever. Giving them love is really all that counts in the long run.

Now if only we could all apply the same mindset to people, the world might be a little better place.

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