You’re Doing Great!

One of my closest friends sent the drawing included in this blog to me through email today, and I thought it would be nice to share it with you. Sometimes, words of encouragement can be a major morale booster for people who have been living in a depressed state for awhile. The feeling I got when I opened my email and saw this was elation. I was elated because this means someone thought about me and took the time out of their schedule to send this my way, with hopes of making my day a good one. Well, she did a great job and I thank her for it.

I wish I knew who to give credit to for this drawing. If any of you know where this originated from, please let me know. I would like to give credit where it’s due.

Now, here’s to hoping you have a great day tomorrow as well!

Until we meet again tomorrow, sleep well and have wonderful, fantastic dreams of peace and love :-)

-Ruby

WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT

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Wondrous Wednesdays – The Side Eye and Awesome Observations

Today . . . was the day of the side eye.  Everyone who walked passed me at work received the side eye because I was not in the greatest of moods.

You want me to help you fix the copier? *Side eye*

You need me to retype this document? *Side eye*

I need to pass these flyers out today? *Side eye*

I can no longer work 4 day work weeks AND you are giving away my office?!!!  *THE ULTIMATE SIDE EYE OF ANGST AND ANGER*

Yeah, that happened.  With a new boss comes changes, and with changes comes a very grumpy, on-edge and practically foaming at the mouth kind of Ruby.  I’m ok now, but it was all too much to take in.  I loved (still love) my office and my 4 day work weeks.  Fortunately, both things may not be permanent, so I am good with that.  Even if it is permanent, I will learn to live with it . . . just let me simmer in pain for a few months, and I will be just fine.

So, why is this post called Wondrous Wednesdays?  Since it is Hump Day, that means we have two more days until we are able to reach the best part of the week for those who work or attend school every day – THE WEEKEND!  You know how it is – you start your week on Monday pretty much counting down until Friday.  You try to fit all the fun events and activities you can possibly think of doing on Saturday and Sunday, and wallow in despair on Sunday night because you know you have to start the week all over again.  It’s kind of depressing when you think about it because it really does feel like we are wishing our lives away.  Monday through Thursdays, we sulk throughout the day because we are secretly wishing it was already Friday afternoon.  We don’t do much on those days expect work/go to school, go home, do more work, eat, sleep and the cycle starts all over again the next morning.  Before you realize, the years have gone by and you feel like you have missed out on so many opportunities because you were too busy wishing for the weekend to get here.

Well, I wanted to try to liven up the week and help us remember that each day is important to having an awesome life, not just the two days that close out our week.  On Wednesdays, I want to share good things that have happened during the week that made me notice how wonderful our lives truly are.  For each day of the week, I will jot down the things that catch my attention, and then on Wednesdays, I will share those things with you.  My goal is to get us to notice the little things around us and appreciate them as much as we do the big things.  The little things are what helps us get through the week.  You see what I’m saying?

So, since I just created this tonight, I only have today’s observation to share with you.  By next Wednesday, I will have at least 7 (and it can be more) things to share with you, one (or more) observation per day.  Get it?  Got it?  Good!

Here’s my wondrous observation for the day:

Fall is approaching us.  On my way to the doctor’s office for my appointment, I passed by a tree to my right.  Normally, I do not really pay attention to trees while I am driving, but today I noticed.  The bottom part on this particular tree was still green, but as your eyes looked up, it was about midway that the leaves started turning the official colors of autumn – red and yellow (can I say gold and auburn?).  It was so beautiful and it put a smile on my face.  Knowing most of the trees in the area will be changing colors soon, and following not too far behind is the cool, breezy weather of fall, my mood was a lot better by the time I arrived at my appointment.

See, it’s the little things :-)

Until we meet again tomorrow, sleep tight and have wonderful, fantastic dreams of peace and love :-)

-Ruby

Wisdom’s Mascot is in My Possession

Hello . . .

Hello, Hello!

I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello.

Sorry.  I had to start the post off with some Beatles.  It’s what I am listening to while I type this out. Listening to music, typing words and drinking hot tea – well, it just does not get any better than that.

Not much to share – work was work and people were people.  I guess that’s the best way I can describe how things were today.  It was rainy and yucky ALL DAY LONG!  I did not get any writing done and I was only able to read a few pages of my book this morning (currently reading City of Bones from Cassandra Clare).

I did pick up my poster today, which was exciting!  A few days ago, I asked my friend Vinnie (known as Susan Scampini here) to create a poster for me to hang beside my bookshelf in my room.  I wanted a piece of art that featured an owl sitting on books – the owl is a symbol of wisdom, and we gain knowledge and wisdom from books.  Here is what my friend designed:

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Of course you know I fell in love with it.  So, what was the logical thing to do if you love something?  You print it!  In the colossal downpour of rain that pretty much flooded every street, I got in my car after work, drove about 30 minutes in the rain to the nearest Sam’s and got my picture printed in poster size.   It looks amazing and I cannot wait to get it framed.  This is the poster now:

_MG_8088Once I get it a frame on it and hang it on my wall, I will take another picture for you all to see.  You can see where a little bit of the sides were cropped out during the printing, but I think the black sides of the frame will make up for the sides being slimmed down.  Her work truly amazes me.  I only told her the kind of style I really liked (the inspired style comes from an artist named Alphonse Mucha), and what I wanted her to include in the design.  This is her creation and I am so ecstatic about it.  I love my mini-library and really wanted a piece of original art to hang beside it.

Ok – I just had to share this with you.  Not sure what tomorrow will bring, but I’m looking forward to it.  To be honest, today was a little bit on the rough side, but picking up my poster made a big difference.  It actually brought some sunshine on this dreary, gray, rainy Tuesday.

Until we meet again tomorrow, sleep tight and have wonderful, fantastic dreams of peace and love :-)

-Ruby

Books, Life and a New Website!

It has been many ages since my last post, but that is ok.  I am done with my hiatus from the world of blogging and am back to share lots of interesting things with you.  Well, it may or may not be interesting – that will really depend on you, the reader.

So, what I have I been up to for the past few months?  READING!  Actually, this month alone has seen an increase in my reading habits.  Since Sept. 2nd, I have read at least 5 books and am now on my 6th.  That may not mean much to any of you, but it is a big deal for me.

For the past year, I have had the hardest time focusing on books.  I would start one, and then lose any momentum I had to finish it.  It was really irritating me because reading is my escape from the world.  It helps balance my life from all the craziness around me and it gives me something to look forward to when I have a bad day.  Not being able to finish one book was so heartbreaking for me, and now, I have read 5 books in about two weeks.  That made me feel so good about myself.  I even bought some books from the bargain section at Books-A-Million.  My hunger to read is growing again, and I can’t hide my excitement about that.

I want to write reviews for all of them, and I still might.  I loved each book I have read so far, but since I started a separate  website for my writings, I think I will just add my reviews to that site.  Who knows – I might add the book reviews on both sites.  Would that be too much?

Wait . . . what new website?

Screen Shot 2014-09-15 at 9.39.49 PMYep, I started another site called Smith and Moon.  Smith and Moon is a story I started writing about a year ago, during NaNoWriMo.  I wanted to keep up with the story, but as the months passed by, the story was pushed to the side.  Recently, it came up in my mind again and I felt that creating a site for it will encourage me to write and finish the story.  I started the site in August and it only has one post so far.  My goal, as I said in the introduction, is to document the writing process.  I want to share all my fears and triumphs as I figure out what is going to happen with the story.  I want to include character profiles, settings, ideas about the plot, etc.  I also want to try to write short stories and book reviews.  It will be my main writing site :-)

This current site will now be my journal, as you have seen in the title.  Updates about everything will be here and I am excited about that.  I want to be honest in my writings, and what better way to do that is to create a journal.  This will be a fun, crazy and sometimes depressing journey, but it is one I am willing to take.  Maybe what I have to say may help someone else down the line, and I am ok with that.  Many things have happened in the past year, and as this year continues towards its end, I know many more changes and events will occur.  I want to share that with you, so I hope you are ok with that.

Well, 10 p.m is here and I must head to bed.  Until we meet again tomorrow, sleep tight and have wonderful, fantastic dreams of peace and love :-)

-Ruby

Writing Prompt #2 – Falling From 12,000 Feet

Writing Prompt:  Falling From 12,000 Feet

You’ve signed up to go tandem skydiving for the first time. On the plane, your instructor says he isn’t feeling well, but jumps with you anyway. When you jump, he passes out. Write this scene and the stream of conscious thoughts as you fall towards the earth.

Great, the one time I decide to do something out of my comfort zone, this happens. I have pretty much fast coursed my way to my death. Falling, so much falling, and this dude on my back will not even know when we hit the ground. This should be the other way around. I should be the one passed out and he should be the one awake, saving us in time before we go splat on the ground.

Let’s go skydiving, my brother, Robert, said. It will be great, he said. If I am still alive after this, I will hug him so tight and tell him how much I love him. Then, I will choke him.

Hey! You guys to the left of me – can you not hear me screaming? Can you not see the fear on my face and the frantic waving of my arms? CAN YOU NOT SEE THE LIMP DUDE ON MY BACK?

Oh god – I am going to die. I will never see my family again. No more late night phone calls to my mom to tell her about the silly dreams I have. No more weekly bookstore trips and coffee dates with my brother. No more concerts and camping with my dad. I am not ready to leave them. They are all I have in this world. Whenever I need them, they are always there. No! I am not ready to die. There is too much in life I have not done or seen. Oh no . . . this is it, isn’t it?. Mom, Dad, Robert – I love you. I love you. I love you.

OW! What in the world was that? Why do I feel like I have been yanked? Am I dead? Is that how it feels when you ascend up to heaven? No, that’s not it. The dude! He woke up! So, does this mean I will not die today? Oh my goodness – I am so happy I could pee myself! Uh, well, too late for that, since I have already accomplished that task. Never in my life have I wanted to touch the ground as much as I do right now. The first thing I will do when we land is hug the ground. Then, I will hug the dude, make sure he is ok, and tell him he needs to retire from this gig. Lastly, I will hug my brother . . . and kindly knee him in the balls.

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My Thoughts on the Story:

I really don’t like this one as much as I thought I did.  I was trying to make it comical, but I’m not sure if this came out the way I wanted to.  I liked the whole idea of trying to figure out what would be the last things your character would think about if they were in the midst of possibly falling to their death.  I think I could have been a little bit more serious, and I also should taken the time to set up the story a little bit more.  Like I mentioned before, writing 500 words or less, and trying to set up a story that makes sense, is not that easy.

Let me know what you think I should have done.  I read another post of someone who kind of went in the same direction as me, and I must say, their story was pretty good.  Just saying :-)

Writing Prompt #1 – A Note From the Past

Writing Prompt:  A Note From the Past

Playing in the hallway one day, your kids accidentally bump into your grandfather clock, which has been in the family for years. As it smashes into the ground, you find a note hidden inside from your great grandfather, who died two months after you were born. Strangely enough, the note is addressed to you.

The three of us stood there in silence as we watched the sunlight cascade over the broken glass, making the shattered pieces shine like little diamonds.  Pieces of wood scattered across the floor and to the right, the pendulum of time laid still, never to swing again.

“Mommy,” Leah said between her sobs, “I am sorry.  We were playing choo-choo train and we broke the clock!”

“We are so sorry!”  Kendra screamed as her words morphed into heartfelt cries.  My girls – I love them so much, but dealing with twins can be exhausting at times.

“My loves, it is ok.  It was just a clock.  Mommy needs to clean this mess up, and I need you both to carefully get out of the room, because it is too dangerous for the two of you to stay in here with me.”  I watched as Leah grabbed Kendra’s hand, and the two of them slowly walked out of the room with their heads hung low.

As I turned around to head to the kitchen to grab the broom, something to my left caught my eye.  A white envelope was resting underneath one of the broken pieces of wood from  the clock.

“I wonder where this came from,” I said as I removed the envelope from its hiding place.  There, on the front of the envelope, was my name . . . written in my great grandfathers handwriting.  I knew it was his because I read all of his diaries.  He left them to me, along with the grandfather clock and some other trinkets.  When Papa Joe died, I was 2 months old and his only great grandchild at the time, so he left most of his belongings to me.

Not knowing what I would find inside, I opened the letter to read the words Papa Joe wrote to me.

My dearest Amelia,

The moment your mother gently rested you in my arms, I knew you were the one.  My sweet, sweet girl, the next few words I write are important and I need you to read them carefully.

At family cottage, in the closet located on the left side of the house, the one closest to the kitchen, there is a box with your name engraved on the top.  Once you open the box, you will have some answers to questions you have probably been asking all your life – questions about who you truly are.

One more thing I must say, my love, so pay close attention, and take my words seriously.  This will save your life, even if you don’t believe me. The man you eventually marry, the father of Leah and Kendra – DO NOT TRUST HIM!

I can’t say any more than that.  I love you, my little Blueberry.  Please – be careful.

Love Always,

Papa Joe

After I sat in silence for 20 minutes, only three words escaped my mouth that could explain the way I was feeling.

“What the hell?”

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My direction of the story:

I wanted create a suspenseful story that would leave people wanting more.  You know, the “more questions than answers” approach.  I also wanted to add a point where you’re just wondering how the great grandfather would know  a certain piece of information.  I like those kinds of stories, and thought I would try my hand at it on this prompt.  Not saying I did well with it, but I tried :-)

Question:  Is the word “cascade” used correctly in that sentence?  I am wondering because I know one of the definitions is to fall or pour over like a waterfall.  You can use that word to describe sunlight on something, right?  If not, I need to change that sentence.

Practice, Practice, Practice

In the attempt to become a better writer, I started participating in the weekly writing prompts provided by the Writer’s Digest website.  I have no clue what I am getting myself into, but it is kind of exciting.  Creative writing is something I loved doing when I was younger, but as the years passed, I slowly stopped.  As with photography, it was one of those dreams I imagined myself accomplishing, no matter how many times I gave up on it.

The Writer's Digest Logo

The Writer’s Digest Logo

With the prompts, the stories have to be 500 words or less.  Not as easy as you think it is.  With the first story, I went over about 200 words and had to cut out some parts (of course).  It’s hard, because you feel you need all of your words to truly convey the story you want to tell.  This is going to be fun learning all the aspects of creative writing again.  I am nervous about sharing what I write, but I will not get the feedback if I don’t do it.

I will be posting my stories here and on the website.  I hope this will help me establish confidence in my work.

I have already written two short stories and will publish them today in separate posts.  Feel free to write in the comments about the stories and what I need to work on.  Also, if you decide to participate, let me know!  I would love to have some of you write along with me.  Whatever I can help you with, I would be more than happy to do so!

Happy Writing, Everyone!