Finally came back here after …… a full year ??!! As the old saying goes, Shit Happens, and when it does, it hits big. Find out my renewal evidently didnt go thru — because, as one of those shit topics was, the account I used for this was hijacked, so debit card changed. and being laid up after being away so long, wasnt checking the right email, etc.
In the “way back” when Trump tossed his hat into the POTUS arena, being former gov’t employee, I was contacted to do some work on the side with background checks, etc with the public. (enuf said on that!) . When he won the nomination and Dems & Liberals lost their shit, spurred on by payouts from Soros, along with other paid movements, I was invited to continue other work . So sure, easy enough for the $$, and I am good at what I do, ended up on the road and put writing and artwork on the side. But hey, can now buy another piece of property.
I met Trump many years ago through a friend who knew one of his sons. Really liked him back then too. Probably the nicest wealthy person I have known, who truly does more for normal people down on their luck than the public will ever know!! Despite what msm puts out and feeds the sheeple public, he is one smart cookie! He honestly chose to run to help America. And not being a puppet for secret organizations who have run the country for…… ever, he was is not obligated to anyone. He calls it like he sees it, and should be obvious by now, will not hold back his opinion. Sure it blows the dirty, paid media and other politicians outta their sox, but it is refreshing to those who fought the battle to get him elected and proudly call themselves Patriots……. but that’s another blog! 🙂
As I was gearing up , or rather down, to get back to my life, and home front and dogs, etc, an incident happened where I was quite literally blindsided and attacked by said crazed Liberal who overheard a private conversation between 2 people in public. THAT’S what they do, then loose their shit when others say being a liberal is the new mental illness, gee, I don’t know why, lol. I was actually a day or two from heading home and made the mistake of letting my guard down and didn’t have time to defend myself…….. hospital, surgery, long recovery time. Then finally back home for more recovery but thrilled to be with my 4 footers, and the awesome housemate who tends to everything from maintenance to animals, etc while doing his job from home. So, as I try to pace myself to get back to writing on projects (it was impossible while being medicated for a while) , planning a few new litters of puppies that have been long awaited, etc. I will try my best to tell the tales of intrigue…….. be safe out there.
I remember waayyyyyyy back in the “olden days !”, I was about 10. One of my classes — did we have an English class at that age ?? Whichever it was, one assignment was to write a short story, X amount of pages, etc. So sitting in bed one night, for privacy in a room shared with my brother four years older, I got comfy with my pillows behind me and one as my desk with my spiral notebook. We had a week to get the project done. So I sat there till I got sleepy and just scribbled different things I could write about. I remember it took a few days before an idea hit me. Well I loved horses, as I kinda knew them a bit , with a neighbor having a pinto and buckskin on their property. So there would be a horse. I made the main character a young boy, of course thinking everyone would think I was pretending it was me. Oh, how we would stress about the littlest things even in English class ! For some reason this main character, a young boy, not me! , was living in the woods by himself and one night while sitting by a fire alone and cooking hotdogs on a stick, he becomes frightened by some odd noises in woods in the dark. Oooooo spooky! The horse eventually comes out to meet him, also alone, and becomes his friend. I can’t remember all the details now, but the story just flowed from my head through my pen! I discovered the JOY of writing and creating!!! I was so proud of that story and that it had an ending!
I don’t know why, but I asked my brother to read it to see if it was “ok” to turn in. Well, he loved it and said it was great! I was so excited and nervous and a few days later turned it in for grading. Later in the week, the teacher walks up and down between the desks returning everyone’s papers. I picked up mine and see the grade of a B+. Well, what the hell is this?? I really expected an A- at least!! Then I see several words through the pages circled in red pen and comments. They were all about not using a proper “preposition” or some shit! And in a few spots, she felt I should’ve used semicolons ( ; ) instead of commas ( , ). Well you bitch!!! That comment on the front page of “Good story idea!” didn’t mean shit to me once I saw the circled words and comments. A red pen can crush hopes and dreams. I still remember that feeling forty-plus years later. lol. Yet that is what all creative people fear, the “red pen” — whether written or spoken opinion of even one person to make you feel you’re not good enough ………
When I used to always write a rough draft in notebooks, when re-reading I would still make notes of what to add or drop or change in red so I wouldn’t forget. Even now over the years, I usually now work more on the laptop, while it’s easier to go back while reading to add in something or remove. But printing the pages out are usually easier — and then there comes that damn red pen again! As writers and artists in different mediums, we do what we love. For me, I want people to enjoy whatever I do, yet there is always that fear of a “red pen” correction, or rejection because it isn’t one person’s cup of tea. And in reality, all artists of whatever their chosen field, are creating because it makes their hearts sing and souls soar ! 🙂
Well quite possibly my favorite place. My perm home base. I’m lucky to have a few weeks here in one stretch before back on the road for business. Or off to dog related activities. I vowed to write everyday on this blog and between trying to plan and explain what I wanted where in the gardens, finalize plans to fly out early this morning, AND laptop crashing yesterday ……. well sometimes life just happens, in more ways than one!
Just goes to show, plans are not set in stone and you just have to go with the flow, like water over stones in a stream. Letting your “stones” / problems build up just overflow in your life till you feel like you’re drowning.
Now waiting for flight to be called and heading north to Canada. A country unlike no other! 🙂