Happy New Year

Hey everyone! I know it’s been a while since I wrote. This year has a been a crazy year. So many things happened this year. For starters Covid hit hard in my family and we lost my father. We were super close and I still find it hard everyday that he’s not around. I miss him so much. Luckily I have my family for support.

Secondly my mom is super stressed about her mothers house being sold. My grandmother passed away last year 2020, so this affected her in so many ways. She lost one of her best friends that she could turn to besides me. My aunts live so far away and couldn’t help her with anything, and this affects her mentally as well as physically. I just worry about her so much. But a happy side, the house was sold so she doesn’t have to worry too much more about that.

Thirdly I’ve been struggling myself. I feel like physically and mentally I’m falling apart. I gained weight and whatever I do I can’t take it off. So this year I’m going to try my best to do better for myself, even if it’s a small change. I need to work on myself more and exercise more. I am big yoga person and I need to do more of that.

A good thing that is coming out of 2021 is that I’m learning to become a yoga instructor. I love yoga and I hope to teach other students one day. I want to make them feel good from the inside out. The way I feel when I come out of a yoga class.

What I hope to gain this year is more writing. I have several novels started and they all have been sitting there on my laptop unfinished. I hope to accomplish this year at least one to finish. It’s been a few years since my last novel was self published. However, I did have a short story published through an actual publisher. You can find that on Amazon and it’s called 25 Servings of Soop Volume II. My short story is called Dead End Drive.

That’s all for right now, I hope everyone has a happy new year and that you find happiness and peace within yourselves.

M.

Is it hot in here?

So, I started watching Sex/Life on Netflix and I actually bulldozed right through it. If you haven’t seen the show you may want to scroll past.

Sex/Life is about a woman who lives in the burbs with her hunky husband and their two kids in this beautiful house in Connecticut. Billie is the woman’s name who is the main character. So Billie gets bored with her life and hasn’t been having the sex life that she so craves. So she starts thinking about her steamy past.

Billie takes out her laptop and starts a journal about her past relationship with Brad. Gorgeous Australian Brad with the hot body. Anyway, she writes in her blog about all the sex they had. I mean SO much sex.

Billies husband finds her journal and starts reading it and actually gets him off. Their sex life starts to get better and she doesn’t understand why. Their is a part in the show where he is in the kitchen and he opens the blog and reads about an amazing sex scene and he takes out his member and gets off, right there in the kitchen. I’m like OMG this is almost too much for me, but damn that was hot.

In my personal life, my sex life isn’t all that glamorous, but I watched this show and I was more then ravished and I pounced on my husband. I applaud the show for giving me a good sex life again.

Sex/Life was basically like watching one of those back in the day Cinemax pornos lol that is what I took from it. I however, enjoyed it very much. The story was a little wonky but that’s okay. The sex made up for it.

Did any of you watch this show? Let me know what you think. I know the show had bad reviews and I believe the only good thing that might save the show is the sex.

What you might not know, is that this was a true story. A woman decided to write her fantasies and her past sex life in her journal and her husband read it. They were fine coming out of all this, but if my husband read something in my journal, I know for sure he would not be okay with it.

That’s it for now guys! I hope you have a rocking day!

M.

Catching up

Its been awhile since I’ve wrote anything on my blog so I wanted to do some catching up. The year is about to end. It’s crazy how fast the year went.

It was a year ago about a week ago since I published my first novel Braver Than Yesterday (formerly known as Not Alone). I’ve had such a wonderful time experiencing everything that had to do with the writing. Whether it was from the book signings that took place this year to even finishing my second novel From Within. I feel so blessed to have this gift of creativity bestowed upon me. I always wanted to do writing but I was always afraid to dabble with it.

This year I also took a writing course to brush up on skills. It was very informative and interesting. I enjoyed writing stories in the class. I wrote my very first short story and felt compelled to send it to some magazines but have yet to hear from them. It’s all good though, at least I tried.

Also this year I got a second job to help out with bills, which actually hasn’t been too bad. I don’t mind it really.

I lost my grandfather this year which was really sad. I will sure miss him.

There were some health scares in my family but nothing major so that’s good.

In the coming year I’m hoping for some new things. I’m hoping to pick up an agent for my novels. I’m hoping to complete at least two novels this year.

I also would love to expand my family this year. So we’ll see what happens with that. I’m ready for 2018 to be the best year yet. How about you?

 

Remember..

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As I sit outside on this glorious day I’m reminded how beautiful the world really is. I’m really grateful for who I am and for what I am. Everyday I scroll through Facebook and I see this happening and that happening, things that aren’t good, and their happening to people just like you and me. I should be grateful for the things that I have and grateful for my health. I am one of those people that complains, complains a lot. That’s just not healthy, so why do it? Is it because I can’t help it? Is it because it gives me something to do? Is it because I like to hear my own voice? Who knows truly why except for me, and honestly I really don’t know why. I know being positive would be much more motivating then being negative, but I am a creature of habit. I truly can’t help it. I even watched those motivating videos and I’m like yes you can do this, but then I go right back to being negative. I’m not writing this to be negative, I’m writing this because right now I’m positive. I’m positive because I have a family that loves me, I have a husband that adores me, I have 4 wonderful pets that I wouldn’t trade for the world they are considered my kids. I have my health and everyone around me is in good health, and I’m so thankful and grateful for that. I had a biopsy done last week on my leg that the dermatologist has seen, but thankfully I received a phone call that said I’m in the clear.

Just remember to be grateful for something. Even if there are horrible things going on around you, just look inside yourself and see the good. Nobody can take that away from you. I’m grateful for writing. It may not be much and I know I’m not accomplished but it’s what I enjoy. Would I love to be successful at it? Of course I would but I’m grateful for even trying. It never hurts to try, because if you don’t try you’ll never know.

Did you know birds are my favorite animal? They are and they are because they don’t have a care in the world. They fly around from place to place, grab food, and continue on. They can fly high up in the sky, take in the world and continue on. I think they’re amazing. Today and this past week there has been a white bird around my yard. I think he was someone’s bird. It’s a Parakeet after all, I mean how many wild birds are Parakeets? I want to capture him and keep him but he won’t allow to come near him, plus I think my husband wouldn’t let me keep it. But he looks lonely and he’s all by himself sitting up in a tree. I feel bad for the poor bird. Hopefully he’ll come to his senses and fly to me.

Okay enough for today, I know it’s Friday. I hope everyone has a good weekend!! I’ll talk to you soon.

M.

Down..

I know it’s been a few days since I wrote about my rehearsal experience. Thursday night was canceled so I didn’t have anything to report and my weekend was just crazy. So I’ll start with Friday night:

So I’m really excited because they started placing people in spots and where they put me was directly in center. I’m like okay this is great, I’m where all the action is. They didn’t tell me what I should be doing, so I just sat there. You would think they would be like, “Hey can you look at the actors that are talking on stage or hey can you act like your the stenographer,” which that’s what was I assigned. So we go through the rehearsal a few times and finally it’s time to go home and I was beat. Granted I did have a glass of wine before rehearsal because hey it’s Friday and I worked all day and wanted to have some downtime. Anyway I was excited because I was down in the center. Until the next day…

Saturday comes and we have rehearsal from 2 to 6. I’m kind of excited because you know my part is in the front where all the action is. So we sign in and we get started and they told us to get in our places and we do. We sit down and all of a sudden they say, “I want to make some changes. You get in the back.” Which they were referring to me. I was so disappointed and pissed off. They never gave me a reason why they moved me. So I went from front row to all the way in the back where you can’t even see me. Needless to say I was feeling pretty pissed off and it hurt a little but I guess that shit happens.

Sunday comes and I’m dreading to go. We have to be there from 11-6 and it was going to be a long day. I knew going in there that it was going to blow. A million times I wanted to get up and walk out and thought hey they is BS. Oh I forgot to mention, Saturday night I emailed the assistant director asking why I was moved and he never emailed me back. I was waiting on Sunday to see if he would say anything to me but nothing ever came. When lunch break came I was steaming, I needed a drink and yes I had one. Maybe I’m acting like a child I don’t know but I was just so mad. My husband was telling me that I’m making a big deal out of it and that it wasn’t personal, but to be honest it felt personal. Especially if they didn’t even give me a reason. If I was doing something wrong I really would’ve liked to know so I could’ve fixed it. But hey maybe that’s the acting world.

After that weekend I’ve been feeling depressed. My book isn’t selling and I haven’t heard from any agents regarding my book. I try to not get discouraged but come on, I feel like I’m having all these bad things that aren’t going my way so it’s hard to stay positive. I love to write it’s my passion but sometimes I sit and think why am I here on this earth, is there a purpose? Sorry I’m just venting. I’ll stop here. Thanks for listening!

M.