PMS rantings...

Lately it seems really hard just to get myself to focus. I need to find a way to achieve more of the things I keep telling myself that I'm going to do. Whether that is getting up earlier and exercising or taking 30 minutes a day to tackle my novel, poems, and short stories.

Somehow, I just keep letting time run away from me. How does one get it together when the mind is constantly scattered and jumping from one thing to the next? I love that I have finally been able to carve out some time for my blog, but for some reason I cannot seem to get my act together in regards to the rest.

All of this is starting to worry me a bit as far as my going back to school is concerned. I definitely cannot allow myself to slip behind in my work; especially with two of my classes being online, and that means as far as they are concerned it is up to keep myself properly paced in order to pass them. How do other people do this? It is a talent that I seem to have not been born with.

Amazon, my Weakness...

So I totally just caved after getting paid today, and went to look on Amazon.  And of course after my blog earlier about wanting to start writing more often, I decided to look at writing books (which I really don't need to do since I have 23+ books on writing and who knows how many magazines, I'm an addict, but there's no W.A.)  So I ordered....(drum roll please)

          

So perhaps I'll get some awesome writing prompts in these and can entertain you with my imagination instead of just my boring ramblings.

Any ideas on writing prompts and/or good books on writing please let me know about them.

Sitting in Bed

I'm just sitting here, so glad to finally be home, after a long long day of work.  The kiddies today seemed especially screamy. 

I'm also missing my crafting area soooo badly right now.  I was going through my hope chest last night, and it has my scrap book that I still need to finish in it, along with all my quilting books and magazines.  I miss my crafts incredibly much, it was like my way to meditate.  3 more years until I might be able to afford my own place and have a room for crafting again.  I'm not sure that I can hold out that much longer.  The insanity might eventually take hold.

I do wish that I could get my room organized enough so that I could sit at my desk with my laptop instead of in my bed.  If that were possible, I'd have no excuse to start retying my novel (long story on how the typed version was lost)  I really need to do that and then start mailing it out again.  It isn't that bad of a piece of work, might actually be able to get it published one day.