I’m one month away from graduating.
…and I have “senioritis” so badly, that I decided to write a blog post instead of working on lesson plans or second-language-acquisition papers.
I think it was because I was on Stumbleupon a little bit ago and came across this fantastic blog post on writing and blogging and his whole thing just compelled me to write.
Not that I don’t write every day.
I journal daily at Penzu.com – it’s great. The things that I don’t have to worry about being public – what I write will stay safely there and every morning I get up and write.
Dammit, I just can’t help it.
I’ll get through this, I know.
But, I’m a loud complainer, a’int I?
For what it’s worth, I have lots of plans for writing after this. I can’t wait to work on some of the writing projects I’ve started but are on hold for lack of time.
Like this here blog.
(I confess I’m wishy-washy about that, too. Should I keep it, should I cancel it? In the end, I always decide to keep it because so much of my life is parked here. So, may this become an online portfolio of all my written minutiae and should people decide they want to read – don’t worry, I’m okay with my seven faithful daily visits; I haven’t been updating at all – maybe what I write here will be interesting. After all this time, I still don’t really know my online niche. Because I’m so prone to changing my mind.)
Oh my god, I’m boring myself.
But I’m also kind of enjoying this splish-splash eccentrically sarcastic post I’m creating.
Let me throw in more randomness:
Do you like ghost stories?
Cuz I’m really into those.
I’ve been taking some time to watch a ghost story here and there in the evenings. It’s inspired me to write, too. And I’ve checked out books on ghost stories from the library so that in the twilight between awake and sleep, I read a page or two…that lead to some very interesting dreams.
I guess whatever works, right?
But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
I have something to confess:
I change my mind a lot about things. I usually finish what I start, though it might take five or even ten years to happen.
So if, say, I’ve started a ghost story, or a romance story, or a chocolate legend story, or a fiction novel that ends up reading like a sad autobiographical sketch on accident, mind you, I intend to finish. Or at least use parts of those for other things…that I finish.
I so wanted to do NaNoWriMo this year, too.
But since I change my mind on things so much – from jobs to books to interests – I have to say: at least in the world of writing, I can create whatever I’d like.
Paint with words onto the blank canvas of a computer screen.
Yep, that’s a quick update, folks. Just surviving until graduation, thankful I really have made it this far, yearning to get back into writing, and constantly changing my mind about things.
They don’t call me Cyndota la loca for nuthin’
Here’s to coming back to blogging, soon, folks. With no regular schedule, but just as a place to park my thoughts.
And wondering if I should just turn my journal posts into blog posts. But then you have to answer comments. I love comments, and all…but right now I have not the time to deal with them. Oy vey. 😛