I think I’m going to try writing in my novel tomorrow. Or at least when I get the next chance. I’d do it right now, but the NyQuil’s starting to kick my butt (I got sick on Friday from not wearing my coat). I feel… inspired, you know? Like I actually want to write. I haven’t felt that way in a long time, and damn does it feel good. ^_^ Now I just hafta read what I have so far, so I know what the hell is going on. It’s only 27 pages in Word. That shouldn’t be too hard. x_x
Me and my mom have been on a decorating kick today. We decorated all five trees, and the mantle, and the fridge, and a lot of other bits of the house. I’m going to make sure to take tons of pictures and post them up here, cuz I think it’s quite purdy, and I want to share it with everybody ever.
I’m trying to make myself read more. I’ve kinda gotten out of it lately, and that makes my inner bibliophile sad face. I read a few chapters of a romance novel I’m in the middle of. It’s not much, being a romance novel and all, but it’s a start. I think I need to try and semi-kick my internet habit. That, and I need to stop staring at the TV so much. That can’t be good for me. I blame Dead Like Me. I got the whole series in the mail the other day, and me and mom have been watching it obsessively. We’re almost through the first season. Such a great show. But yeah, need to read more.
I think my blog’ll be old enough to start doing paid posting. I’m not sure if I’ll try it or not. I mean, yeah, I’d love the money, and the posts are pretty fun to write. I just don’t know if I have enough readership. And I really don’t feel like going on a pimping spree like I tried (and failed at) before. Dunno. I think I’m just going to think on it for a month or so.
Oh, and one last thing: I have sex in a box sitting next to me. It’s the two part collection of ALL the Sherlock Holmes books and short stories. Sexy, no? I have such a literary crush on Sherlock. Not the new versions of him, but the original, from the stories themselves. ^_^