Happy 2016!
The year of internships, wedding planning, graduation, and epic train travel!
And perhaps… job?
Like a job that used to be an internship?
A girl can dream…
Writer . Editor . Coach πΎπποΈπͺπ₯
The year of internships, wedding planning, graduation, and epic train travel!
And perhaps… job?
Like a job that used to be an internship?
A girl can dream…
The greatest part of a writer’s time is spent reading in order to write; a man will turn over half a library to make one book.
-Samuel Johnson
We’re past the age of heroes and hero kings most of our lives are basically mundane and dull, and it’s up to the writer to find ways to make it interesting.
-John Updike
If a nation loses its storytellers it loses its childhood.
-Peter Handke
Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.
-Virgina Woolf
We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.
-Ernest Hemingway
To gain your own voice you have to forget about having it heard.
-Allen Ginsberg
The road to Hell is paved with works in progress.
-Philip Roth
Well, sort of. I am moving better, but my back is still in pain and stiff as a log. The swelling has gone down enough that I don’t ice it every day, but now the pain is pretty central and it has made sitting very difficult.
I’m tired of laying on the couch. That’s pretty much all I’ve done for the past week. I’m going out today to get some craft supplies so that I can at least be occupied throughout the day.
I’d really like to thank everyone who has helped me and everyone who has sent me get well messages. It means a lot.
Now, if you could just come over and fix my back we’d be all square.
Ah sweet, warm, and comfy bed. It feels like such a comfort to be in bed as my week ends. I mean, more so than usual. As some people know, a friend of mine passed away suddenly from a heart attack recently and I (and my friends and some family) are still dealing with that grief. On top of that, I am working through a sinus infection which is making me feel like my head might implode… or explode… there’s is so much pressure right now I can’t really tell which way it’s going. Almost seems like it’s a metaphor… a snotty tissue, lung hacking, mucus coughing filled metaphor.
I especially love the medicine. Antiobiotics that make me want to hurl unless I eat too much food and cough syrup thaf I shoukd really oly take when I have no where to go… for about a week. I’m kidding… sort of…
I wanted to talk about books actually. You see I recently pre-ordered a book and received it yesterday. It’s a hardback and I’m REALLY SUPER DUPER OMG ASDFGHJKL EXCITED ABOUT IT!
*ahem*
I haven’t pre-ordered a book since he 7th Harry Potter book. The book the The Red Queen, by Victoria Aveyard. I did a little post about the first seven chapters a few weeks ago. Which I would link to were I not typing on my phone.
Long story short, I’m really excited to just be this excited about getting a book.
Any who… it’s late. We’re all tired and I have to go to work in a few hours.
Post another soon!
Jessi
PB (Post Blog, get it? I’m hilarious) Please forgive my terrible typos. I typed this on my phone… the laptop is really far away… near my desk… and the desk top… and it’s cold outside of my bed…