It’s been months, no almost a year since I sat down at the keyboard to work on one of my stories.
It feels great to be able to get past the chapter that was blocking the progress. So far, this week I have added nearly 3k words to Insane Desires. My plan is to continue tackling this story and complete the first draft by the end of summer. I don’t plan on getting crazy with word counts. Just working one hour a day on this has added more words than what was written for the entire year.
I will try to post a weekly progress update announcing the weekly word count.
Small word chunks will be written during one hours time. Goal – to perform daily.
Word count goal for this book is set at 50K minimum, but more will be better.
I thought Halloween costumes were far fetched, but this one tosses the ball further into the field of rainy day syndrome.
Oh gosh! My pup Keelaa would love to have one of these. She hates going out in the rain so much, that one would wonder if she thought she were a cat. If she had one of these, she’d need rain boots too. Getting her feet wet is under rated. When it rains, she hems and haws about leaving the deck and walking in the wet grass.
Maybe Santa will put one under the tree for her this year.
I remember when Facebook became the new social media of the times. I was a Myspace person. That was the site that brought me into the social media structure. I love the way the site was structured. Everyone had a page that resembled a mini website. We could put widgets and photos up to decorate our site and make it personable. But unfortunately, this wasn’t for everyone. Some people thought that Myspace was too complicated to maneuver.
Then Facebook opened, and we all flocked there instead while Myspace became the social media of the past. Now, it is a site for music lovers.
I don’t think Facebook it is going away anytime soon. I still see many of my friends posting on a regular basis. I believe we are filtering out the information we pay attention to more. As far as popularity goes, I don’t think the site has lost its edge. Though, I never had many teenage friends anyways.
Maybe the teens are becoming educated about the damaging effects social media can have on their future careers if they don’t use the site properly. One of the biggest promotions to the media platform was the negative news media Facebook received in the early stages of its life. That was when teens, mostly, were committing cyber bullying with adverse consequences on people’s lives. This seems to be less of a problem these days.
I’m on Facebook. I don’t think I use the site anymore or any less than I did in the beginning. For me, the site is about catching up on the latest news about friends, family, co-workers, and classmates. It is the alternative to picking up the phone to talk to someone. We share images and videos to show the events that are happening in our lives. I feel I have become a little bit closer to those who I have friended on Facebook over the years. Not everyone, but more so if I had never connected with them.
The majority of my social media time is spent on Facebook, closely followed by Twitter.
Will we draw the line if a new social media site becomes popular?
Maybe, but for now, I will continue to be a Facebook user.
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Dogs and Cats to the left and Birds to the right, but those who love birds can also be all around pet lovers of all animals. Be careful you don’t become a pet hoarder. No pet likes living in a zoo, and that is what your house will become if you start hoarding pets. They need care and loving not just a place to sit on their tail while you busy your day away slaving at your day job and meeting your friends on the weekend.
All pets need attention.
Birds need attention too. No, you don’t need to throw a stick for them to fetch nor a ball. They will be happy to sit on the back of the sofa and watching TV with you. That sort of thing is fine by them. If you do this, make certain you have a cloth to cover the back of your sofa because they will defecate. Some birds can be trained to poop in their cage, but that takes time.
Birds can be noisier than dogs, believe it or not. An African Gray can mimic many sounds. They are the most verbal of all the parrots and have been known to learn the vocabulary of a five-year-old. I’m not sure if you can hold a conversation with them since I don’t have first-hand knowledge. My experience was with a Moluccan Cockatoo. Gorgeous bird, also very noisy if needing attention. They can scream like a banshee and then some.
We had fun with our Cockatoo years ago before the kids were born, but as soon as I had a baby to care for, I didn’t have the time or energy to spend with my beloved pet bird. We gave her up for adoption in hopes that she found someone who would have the time to spend with her. We were young back then and wanted to spend time with our friends too. Also, we both worked full-time jobs and juggled the kids between first and second shifts to avoid having to use a sitter.
Birds can be comical.
Whisper was her name, kind of ironic for a bird who could make such a deafening sound when she wanted. We named her that because she would make soft sounds that would sound sort of like a whisper. When she hollered, she would throw back her head, her crest would go straight up, such a lovely peach color. Then she would squawk or scream.
One day, when we had opened her cage to allow her to go about freely, she climbed down from her cage and strutted across the floor. When she turned the corner, lo and behold, our Lhasa was headed straight for her. The two were almost the same size, only the bird was bigger than the dog. Their brakes slammed on causing them both to skid across the wooden floors, almost crashing into each other. Then they both hightailed it back from whence they came. That was their first meeting.
Birds are fun
Even though they are fun, they are work too, like any pet. The more pets you have, the more work you have to do. Clean them, feed them, and keep them happy.
If I were ever to have another Parrot
I would probably settle for an African Gray. They require a smaller cage. A larger one if you want to fill it up with lots of toys and gadgets for while you are away at work. I would take a very young bird to make sure it learned to bond with my family and me. Some birds can have a temper and bite.
Their ability to talk is what attracts me most to this type of parrot. I wonder if this was probably one of the reasons the bird was a favorite among Pirates?
It’s been months since I actually worked on any of my works in progress. I know it is high time that I got my seat back in that chair and give you what you want, another story. But it has to better, much better than the last one.
Chunky Method of Writing
The June edition of RWR featured an article about using a Chunky Method for a Writing Plan. First off, it was a great article, if you haven’t checked it out, and you can get your hands on the issue, read it. It showed me I can get back into a writing habit by doing a little bit of writing at a time.
Allie picked 600 words to base the writing plan around but said you can pick whichever word count suits you best. I will pick 500 words. I think I can do 500 words 4 times a week. It is a small chunk and most likely, once I get up and rolling again, I will tend to write more than that at a sitting. The whole idea is to get the words moving across the page, with discipline.
I have another excuse why I’m not writing as of late. It is called a higher education. I returned to school last month to work on my degree. Now I will have to balance more than just work and writing, I’ve added school work to the mix. It appears that the less time you have to write, the more you want to write.
Yesterday, I finished up with my first two classes, the next ones begin Tuesday. Now is the time to state my goals for writing and get back to that seat with the keyboard.
Here is my goal:
110,000-word count ÷ 500 chunks = 220 chunks if I divide this by 4 times per week, I will be done with the story in 55 weeks plus 3 weeks of no writing = 58 weeks. That is a little over a year. This figure also gives me 3 weeks of no writing.
I already have two works in progress. I will be working mostly on Hunting For Love in the coming month. It is already close to 20K words. That is 90K words to go. Divide that by 500-word chunks, equals 180 chunks left to write at 4 times a week, means I will be done with the story in about 45 weeks.
Now if I were to have an exceptional day of writing – 🙂
The possibilities of completing my goal grow stronger by the day.
Ten years ago I would never have thought that I would be the keeper of Backyard Chickens. It’s been fun. What started out as a curiosity to see what it would be like to keep them has become a hobby/pets.
Silly birds that have not much of a brain can cackle like old women telling dirty jokes.
Our girls are layers and last year they had a boy join their ranks. The last time something like that happened, that boy turned out to be a bad boy. He was mean and a brute. Do you want to know what happens to birds like him? They don’t stay around. I chopped off his head and served him from the backyard barbecue. Yup, he was still a backyard chicken.
The new guy arrived last year with his eleven sisters. He didn’t have much color, so we weren’t sure at first as to whether he was a he or a she. Then his tail feathers started coming in. You know, the one’s that curl downward that make the chicken appear regal.
Well, those girls knew what happened to the last guy. They plucked every last curled feather from his tail right before he started to crow. Silly birds.
Alright, so they wanted to keep this guy. So we let him stay. He’s been pretty well behaved and maintain the flock’s safety. They are his girls.
We’ve been getting about six or seven dozen eggs a week from them. I thought there should be more as it has seemed to slack off lately. I had attributed this to my mowing the grass about their pen. Strange noises, sudden changes in weather, or hawks flying overhead can make a flock stop laying. I accepted the fact as what it could be.
Yesterday, we made a discovery.
The girls have begun hoarding their eggs. They have them in a part of the coop we don’t look into much since the girls seldom use that part of the coop. When I looked in the window, I saw two eggs. I opened the door to gather them and saw clutches of eggs.
There were 42 eggs collected that were divided between the two nests. We don’t know how long they have been there, but we do know they are sitting on them. Looks like our pets are going to have to sacrifice their kids if they decided to multiply. I’m thinking we should see the first egg hatch within the next 2-3 weeks. Maybe around 15 days from now.
Welcome to my new home. I’ve been away from the keyboard for the past few months and now I’m ready to return. In between working and school work, I’m hoping to find time to not only give you a weekly post but also to get back to work on those long awaited works in progress that I began a year ago.
Please bare with me while I continue to set up my new site and migrate my website to its new home.