The universe has this horrible habit of making the clock speed up when I have something due. Like now, it’s 20 minutes to midnight and I have absolutely no idea how the day got away from me! It’s this horrible cycle: I have two weeks to do XYZ. Next thing I know, 13.5 days have passed by and I’m freaking out. Years and years of procrastination and breaking the cycle is ever so hard.
I know I’m not alone in this so, I’m asking, anyone have any tried and true methods for buckling down and getting things done?
So this past Friday, you know, Black Friday, I went shopping. Book shopping of course! I stepped into Barnes & Noble and while I’m ever so happy to see hoards of people buying books, shopping alongside of them is what I imagine hell to be like. I was in and out of the store within 20 minutes. (That’s a new record.) Before I left, I found the single greatest thing at the cash register. Gift card holders in the shape of books! It’s probably not new, but hey, it’s new for me and made my day.
I picked up one for myself. Don’t judge.
I found this neat clock in a magazine, snapped a shot of it and have no idea where it’s sold.
These shelves have been around for a while and yet, I still don’t own them! (I’m afraid that after I buy them, I’ll find a way to convince myself to buy some more books even though my bookcase is completely full of unread books)
I went searching through Buzz Feed’s many lists and found this bookmark treasure. Instead of a house, you can drop a book on the witch!
Last but not least, for when that ending leaves you weeping. I own a variation of this tissue box; this one’s sleeker.
What bookish gifts do you recommend?
Settling on something is tough. I’m not talking about things like choosing a mate, where to go college or between Pepsi and Coke. Nothing life changing. I’m talking about small things – like choosing the name of your blog and not having a mild stroke over it. I’ve changed it six times today and I can’t imagine ever having to decide on the title of a book. (All but one of my children’s stories are untitled.)
So far, I like The One With the Fairy Tales. So far. From the beginning of my blogging adventure, I’d decided that anything I wrote would have to begin with “The One With.” See, my first TV love was Friends and most, if not all of its episode titles begin with those three words. I watch the show daily, and ALWAYS travel with DVD copies too. I feel this connection to it every time I go to write a post.
And why Fairy Tales? To be honest, I wanted to just say Tales but can you imagine telling someone your blog is The One With All the Tales – and getting weird looks because people will think you blog about TAILS. I would have to say, “The One With All the Tales as in T-A-L-E-S, like fairy tales, get it?” and that would get exhausting. Besides, who doesn’t love fairy tales? There are various, long-winded definitions of what a fairy tale is but most agree on the fact that these tales are magical and imaginative. And I think that’s a great description for the stories on paper, onscreen and on the stage.
It’s only Day 2 of my must-blog-for-31-days-straight thing. (I need a real name for this) and I’ve already hit a snag in my plans. I had a post all planned out to coincide with yesterday’s post and it was all going to ebb and flow so well. UGHH. But the show must go on!
I read a new book today, The Monster in the Bubble by Andi Green. It’s a children’s book that I completely fell in love with. Squeek is no ordinary monster – he’s pink and terribly afraid of life outside of his bubble. He dreams of what life could be, all of the wonderful possibilities but his fears keep him locked inside the bubble. I know, this sounds really heavy for a kiddie book but Green keeps it light and child friendly with not only his simple sentences but beautiful illustrations that make the book a gift for children and adults of all ages.
It’s a delightful reminder to take the plunge,
Sunday, December 1st is nearly over. And today was the day that I promised myself that I would blog, blog DAILY. You see, yesterday, November 30, for most people was the day to recover from Thanksgiving dinner and brutal Black Friday shopping but for me, yesterday was the reminder that NaNoWriMo was over and I had missed the 50,000 word goal by 49,750 words. My Twitter timeline was filled with congratulatory tweets of those who had finished and some that had surpassed the goal.(90,000+ words?! You deserve a medal!) Don’t get me wrong, I was very happy for my fellow writers. How did November go by so fast?! My first day, I sat down and wrote 250 words, rewarded myself with an episode of The Big Bang Theory and then fell asleep. I’d make up the rest tomorrow. But tomorrow came and went. And this went on and on so much so that I had started to sound like I was auditioning for Annie. I really could use a Daddy Warbucks but I digress. It was the middle of the month and making up 25,000 words in one day was overwhelming. I’d catch up on Scandal instead and write something, anything…just later. (Sidebar – that show is fabulous) I was too tired, too busy, unmotivated annnnnnd you get it, nothing ever materialized. So on November 30, I said December will be my month and I started to write. But how would I keep the momentum going for 31 whole days?!, I wondered (I should’ve started this writing-everyday thing in February.) Well, I found my answer in a tweet! It’s a godsend but that reveal will have to wait until, lest I say it again… tomorrow. Alas, here I am, not writing a novel but writing anyway. And in under the deadline! Barely.