Today was a lazy Sunday. I had so much planned: to exercise, to study, to read, to write thank yous for Birthday gifts, and more. Instead, I ended up spending half of the day in bed and the other half on the couch. This was all after an amazing Sunday service and breakfast with the hubby. I was just so dang exhausted from the past two weeks that I crashed. I don't think I've slept this much during the day in a VERY long time. While minor things were accomplished, the main thing that should have been done today was not : studying for Spanish.
I know, it's bad. Spanish is one of those things I feel like I can't study for unless it's verbs or vocab. Everything else just seems to fall in to place. Of course, studying a foreign language typically is just verbs and vocab, so I really don't know how I'm using that as an excuse. All I know is I got in bed to take a nap around 12:30, got out of bed around 2:00pm, and then commenced to lay on the couch and fall back asleep. I was in and out all day, and nowhere was there ever a sheet of paper containing Spanish vocab or verbs in my sight. Bad, I know. Luckily I have the morning to review before the 12pm exam.
New issue is up for REALITY Check Girl. Check out my column, article, and devotional:
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http://realitycheckgirlmagazine.com/?p=1240
I have started, once again, thinking about the future. I think this is a dangerous thing to do, considering Clark and I still have a lot of time, and also because it makes me incredibly impatient. Still, it seems to be unavoidable lately. I have three books truly in the making, and at least two other ideas in mind. Still, how am I supposed to know that will do the trick? Clark and I talk about what we'll do when this lease is up NEXT summer. Will we try to stay until Clark finishes school, or move somewhere else, even if it will be for a short period of time? And if we moved, where would be move to? Fayetteville? Raleigh? There are so many questions revolving around the future that I should never think about it, but still I do. Will I work for a preschool, maybe publishing, maybe get a small job with a newspaper? Or, will I not work, and just really focus on my writing? I want to be Julie, and I don't. I want to have a job and my writing, but that seems like it will then take me twice as long to get my writing out there.
"I could write a blog," Julie said, "I have thoughts!"
Yes, so do I, and yet here I am. My blog doesn't have a specific purpose, it's just a blog to write and share things. My blog isn't climbing the charts, it's just sitting still. Should I change that? I feel like I have nothing important to write about. I can't steal Julie's idea and cook my way through a cook book, I can't have a fashion blog, I don't have a "juicy" life... it's just me. I can't share my Married in College stuff on here because it's already in an online magazine, so... what do I do? Keep sharing all I've got and hope it interests people? Should I write moreso like I'm writing a book, or write articles of "substance"?
Ideas, thoughts.... anything would be comforting.
Until next time.
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
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One humble opinion: I think the moment you start blogging with the idea in mind that your blog could be "The It Blog," it stops being about what you want to say and becomes about what you think people want to read. And at that point it's not even you, so what's the point?
ReplyDeleteI blog on one of my journals mostly for my friend in Singapore who I adore but don't get much other communication with. My other one, the one on which I write every day, I do tend to get proud of and wish could be "out there," but it's honestly just a project for myself. Maybe it would just be self confidence to try to get the outside world interested, but I tend to think it might instead be presumptuous.
Anyway, what do I know? Not a lot of anything except for how to understand Shakespeare and the right uses of they're/their/there. Pitiful. So my opinions may be disregarded at will. :-p
Catey