#1306 My Writing Zone

I find myself there often at the moment.

In the zone. The writing zone.

With so much of life’s busy-ness out of the way (a misnomer for sure, as life is always busy, I just feel like a lot of stuff that was holding me up has moved away for the time being) I am dedicating more and more of my time to writing.

Novel writing. Journal writing. Course writing. Blog writing.

Writing writing writing.

I am trying to keep myself focused. Hubbie brought it to my attention a couple weeks ago that I tend to get restless and move away from that which I have set my sights on… instead of staying with it and being patient, no matter what IT is, I tend to get side-tracked and start looking at other things to do, other things to busy myself.

I am trying to look at the bigger picture. The bigger novel picture.

I am enjoying my days. Sure a portion of it is spent in front of my computer. Sure I make myself sit and write and edit and learn, even if it’s sunny out and it hasn’t been that way for so long (I make up my inside time by going out later and doing something like, I don’t know, weeding?). 😉

Even when I step away from the story, it is in my head. I am going through it, dissecting this, dissecting that. Getting ideas for other novels, and so on. My creative juices and excitement for it are at an all-time high, and I am loving it.

I AM LOVING IT.

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Photo by Green Chameleon on Unsplash

 

#1305 Walk to café, walk to beach

Hubbie and I had the BEST Wednesday today.

It was productive, fun, and we did sooo much. But the best way to start this sunshine-y day, was not just with our usual –

“But first, coffee.”

It was a modified “But first, coffee… after a lovely walk.”

We walked to our local café.

It was so much more rewarding. So much more fun. The sun shining down on us, made it all the more pleasurable to be out and about, even more so with a loved one.

MY loved one. ♥

It was a different coffee walk on this Wednesday post redundancy… and this one ended with a view. Because we upped the ante by also walking to…

THE BEACH.

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It was only the beginning of what ended up being such a fruitful, fun and busy day… and to be honest, we can’t go back… I can never work a Wednesday again!

Or rather, I seriously need to find a way to work from home…

Oh, hang on… writing?! :);):);)

#1292 A catch-up with an old friend

Do you have one of those friends? You meet up with them once a year perhaps, or as was my case today…

CRAP. I can’t remember. The last time I saw my old media work friend was years and years ago.

I have a couple of friends like this. I think the older we get the busier we get. Whether there are kids involved or not, partners involved or not, and careers we are pursuing or just working a simple 9-5… things get more complicated and involved as the years go by.

Before we know it, 3 years have passed and we are scratching our heads going “where did the time pass?”

Sometimes it is timing. Timing to get your shit together and make the effort… and then there is timing.

Like the kind where you catch up quite easily and quickly, and then realise that you are both on the same fork-in-the-road life path and are going through pretty similar things.

Timing. Symmetry. Old friends who you get onto old subjects with quickly. As much as I sometimes think it is us not getting our act together when it comes to seeing these people around us, after the signs and symmetry of the day, I can’t help but wonder whether this is all orchestrated by life, and we are merely puppets in its Universal play…

And that is how timing comes in. “That’s happening to me too!”

Coin-chi-denche?

Whatever the reason, I think we need to see all of our friends MORE.

 

#1251 To remember a song

Don’t you hate it when you walk into a room with purpose, get distracted by something… pause, and then think ‘what did I come here for again?’

It can be soooo annoying. Especially when you are super-busy or time-poor, which is almost everyone nowadays. I can usually backtrack my steps, go back to the ‘other’ thing I was doing, and sure enough within 10 minutes at the very most, the thought comes flying back to me, and just as quickly I then go to get it/do it/create it.

But it happens in so many different ways too.

You will catch up with an old friend and say “I had so much to tell you – I just can’t remember now…”

Or you will be falling asleep at night and think of the most creative and inspiring thing, and yet it is all but blah blah blah at sunrise after you wake up.

Or like me, you hear a song, try your best to remember it for future reference… and then forget.

That’s almost what happened to me yesterday. I didn’t even hear the song in question. I just remembered it. Out of nowhere. I was listening to another 80s tune on the way to meet my friends for dinner, and this other song popped into my head out of nowhere… I didn’t have it in my CD collection… I didn’t have it on my ipod… I just willed myself to remember and play it/show it to Hubbie the next day.

Tonight while starting to wash the massive pile of dishes from dinner, I went to put on the Bluetooth speaker to make my task more fun… nothing like a distraction technique like youtube to make the monotonous of washing dishes interesting…

And literally, just as I said to him “oh, I had a song I wanted to play for you…”

Guess what?

BANG. The song actually flew INTO my head! Not out.

Well what do you know?

I know, you are hanging to know what it is. 😉 It’s a song from a well-known 80s movie, and due to the movie it’s from I think many don’t tend to relate this song to the movie, because of a fairly prominent other song from the movie DEFINITELY tied to it.

Footloose. Sure, ‘Footloose’ is the song from Footloose, EVERYONE knows that. But did you know this song features too?:

See?

Hubbie hadn’t even heard of it. EVER. I was gob-smacked. This guy who plays 80s music almost every night…

The best line:

“I swear that I can see forever in your eyes…

(sing with me!) – 

PARADISE.”

Thanking my memory bank for this romantic 80s rock duet 🙂

 

 

#1213 Rhapsodic notes

My gratitude came to me pretty early this morning. It was while running to the car to take baby girl to school drop off that it happened.

In amongst starting the car, putting our bags in the boot, and strongly encouraging her to “close the door,” I then sat down in the driver’s seat with a huff, and suddenly heard the all-too familiar notes…

“Is this the real life

Or is it just fantasy

Caught in a landslide

No escape from reality…”

What? As if it was planned for my entrance. I checked the station. Queen playing on commercial radio? A 6 minute song on breakfast FM?

It was.

I looked back at baby girl in shock. We were both thinking the same thing.

We had just sang a birthday version of this song for my sister on the weekend. We had created it and revised the words, and made it all about her. In fact, as I started to drive, baby girl decided to belt out our version…

(Instead of “Mama, ooh ooh ooh)

Aunty, we love you.”

Oh God, it was gorgeous. I drove to her school with the music blaring, original words interspersed with our own rhythmic creation.

“So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

Use your digital camera and leave me to smile!”

It was hilarious and put us on an immediate high for the day. Not only were we singing along to one of our favourite songs, but it was bringing back all the amazing memories of the weekend,

They even played the last words…

”Anyway the wind blows,” which is really

Happy birthday sister.”

GONG.

Best start to the day.

 

 

#1208 Hubbie and jocks

“I should buy some more jocks this week…” it was kinda like a question that came from Hubbie, some days ago.

I paused for a second, trying to work out what he meant. “Well yeah, it’s better to have more…”

HOLD UP. Something occurred to me in that moment, of this fussy man of mine that I usually need to beg and plead to buy more jocks and socks (because when I buy them they are all WRONG).

“Do you need me to do the washing?”

“Well yeah, but I didn’t wanna bug you, you’re busy this week.”

OH MY GOD!

“Just tell me!” I cried out in horror.

Rest assured… I did the washing today.

There are jocks. There are socks.

And most importantly, there is love from my husband, who is doing his best to soothe me and keep me calm and happy in this busiest of busy weeks for me, just so I stress less and have more smiles than frowns on my face.

By going out and doing what he does, least.

That is love, people.

#1207 Coming home to my family

That’s all I wanted to do today.

It was midweek.

I was at work.

I had stuff to do.

I was a bit over it.

And I was COLD.

But most importantly, I wanted to go home, and see my family.

The traffic was OK. The podcasts kept me entertained.

I walked up the dark drive… spied Mister F watching me from the couch through the window as I approached…

I opened the door with a jangle of my keys.

Hubbie – “someone’s here!”

Running footsteps.

And then my baby girl, running into my arms.

Ahh. I was really, home. 💗🏡