Wednesday, July 9, 2014

A Blog About...Well, Nothing Really

A blog about...well, nothing really

Hello everyone. Been a while since I've blogged.  So long in fact, I can’t remember when the last time was.

I'm not really a prolific blogger, which is fine by me, and probably by you too, lol. There are many awesome blogs and bloggers out there, but ain’t one of them—and yes, I said ain’t, lol.

Why am I blogging today? Glad you asked me that question. And the answer is, I don’t know. Oh, BS. I’m blogging today because I have something to say. The real question is, do you want to read it, lol? Ah, sure ya do. You never know what tomfoolery may come out of my mouth. Like this next tidbit I’m going to waste your precious time telling you.

As some of you may know, I’ve been working full time as a painter with my husband. The trades are a male dominated profession for sure. One of the drawbacks to being a woman on the job site is the porta-potty—not sure of the spelling, buy I’m sure ya get the jist of what I mean.  I detest those temporary bathrooms—outhouses. I can’t even step in them. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume, full of waste particles. LOL, a little Lord of the Rings humor.

(This is not the type of painting I'm doing)

(Or this)

(Or even this)

So, what’s a woman to do? I head to the nearest restaurant. Public toilets and I aren’t on much friendlier terms, but I have to pick the lesser of two evils or my bladder may burst. And besides, I hover like a boss.

I can fit in with the guys at work pretty well. I can handle their jokes about women and sex, but I can’t use the porta-potty, or even breathe the foul air. Forget it, man. Ain’t happening.

Now that I’m working outside of the home, what does this mean for my writing? Well...I’m not getting much of that done lately. Sad but true. Who knows? You all may be saying, Thank God. LOL, well don’t get too excited. I will be back! I will write another book! See if you can stop me.
(Pic of our company T-shirts)

Actually, I had thought of leaving writing behind. Life got in the way, and I can’t ignore it anymore. Have to step up to the plate and take care of a few things—like helping keep the family biz afloat. LOL, yeah, like whether or not the biz stays afloat really rests on my shoulders. Hehehehe, makes me feel good thinking it does.

But after a massively stressful day yesterday at work, I did a little more soul searching. I’m not okay with hacking writing out of my life. I like it—it makes me happy.  So you know what? I decided there will be room enough in my life for work and my writing. I hope you all are as thrilled with this news as I am.

So, looks like book #4 in the Prophecy series is back on. I’ve even got the black moment almost figured out. See? Painting and writing can fit into my life. I do a lot of thinking and book plotting while I’m slapping paint on the walls.

I’ve even come up with a title for the next book. Prophecy’s Language.

LOL, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking: what a weird title. But once you read the story, you’ll see it actually fits perfect.

Well, that’s my big spiel for the day, month, maybe even year.

Rock on, and read books. And remember, books are food for the brain.  Do a brain good. Read a book.

Oh, and I would like to give a shout-out to my friend—who just so happens to be one heck of a talented author—Lisa Kumar. Thanks for your friendship and support—and for letting me rant your ear off on occasion.