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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Further Down the Rabbit Hole

An extension to the last entry at Twilight Phenomenon, due to the lovely Laura making me think. Thank you Laura! ;)

And I'm feeling a little writing later tonight, well, not too much later I hope, but after the last kid is in bed. Wish me luck! Hopefully I'll have good new for y'all tomorrow!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Bear @*!&#$, Do You Need Assistance?

To any of you who enjoy Stephenie Meyer's work, please give me some feedback, your own personal opinion of the matter at hand. My opinion, as usual, is stated here. ;)

Monday, February 23, 2009

Waiting For The Other Shoe

I got a chance to explore my surroundings a little yesterday, which you can read about here if you want, and I've got to tell you...

I feel like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I mean, I wasn't expecting to hate it here, and I wasn't expecting to love it either. But I feel so...ebullient, I guess, that I keep waiting for it change, for something bad to happen.

I feel so comfortable here, in a state where I know no one, even more than I did in any of the houses we lived in on the beach. And not even that, I feel excited about things. I've never been one to get excited about new things, instead feeling a general anxiety stemming from my unreasonable shyness. But I feel different somehow, almost reckless in a way, going out of my way to talk to strangers, driving down streets I'm not familiar with (a big step considering my complete lack of directional skills), and having a generally adventuresome outlook on things.

Also, I feel this first-love type of fluttering every time I think about writing here. This is the atmosphere I need, and I'm anxious to get started. The air itself seems to be filled with words just waiting for me to snatch them away and stick them to my paper. I feel like good things are going to happen.

But amidst all this joyousness, there is an underlying sense of waiting. A little voice in my head whispering "moderation, Ali, moderation". Because, while I am an intrinsically optimistic person, I feel like it's just too good to be true. It doesn't seem right that I should leave my home, my friends, my family, in a time of complete economic fuckary and feel so free, so unfettered from any unhappiness about my situation.

For now though, I'm going to enjoy it, and everything else that makes me smile about this place; like the way shadows of hawks flying over us stretch and shrink as they move from hill to hollow to tree trunk, circling high above on drafts of warm air rising from the mountains, rarely flapping a wing.


Friday, February 20, 2009


Hello all! I hope everyone has been fantastic in my absence. We're settling in our new house, and I've gone back to work, so I don't have a lot of time right now, so I'm just giving you the link to our moving story on my other blog Thought Without Measure.

I have tons more to say, as usual, so hopefully I'll be back sooner rather than later!

For those of you who are fellow Twilight fans, check out this link, I think you'll like ;)

Until next time...

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Moving To The Country, Gonna Eat A Lotta Peaches!

Okay guys, this blog is officially on hold until I get relocated! I'm finishing up packing, and heading out in one week! I'm not sure how long it will take to get everything set up once I get there, but believe hurts me more than it hurts you!

(I used to hate it when my mom said that to me...then I became a mother myself and it was crystal clear.)

Actually, I'm supposed to be packing right now, but I've been sneaking forlorn glances at my computer all day, my finger tips just itching to touch the I figured just one site would be okay, right? ;) Of course, this is the one I went maybe I can squeeze in my email too...

Well, this is goodbye for now, so I'll leave you with a little visual stimulation, inspired by Carolyn, whose delightful humor I'll miss desperately :)

Until...well, whenever!

Where I'm leaving...the Outer Banks of North Carolina

Where I'm going...

the mountains of Northern Georgia

(all pictures are from the actual towns I lived in/will live in)

Monday, February 2, 2009

It's Clear As Glass

My awesome 'net buddy Carolyn just put into words something that I've long understood, yet never acutally articulated, which can make all the difference in the world sometimes.

"When we can't control the big things, we try to control the little ones."

This is so true! I have no control over my current "big picture", so I'm totally obsessing over little things being exact. Now I've stated the reason for my neurosis, I feel much better about it.

As usual, in times like these, I will fall back on my mantra, nicely framed here:

What If...?

What if is a writer's favorite question. What if leads to all sorts of story possibilities, wonderful things that lead to other what ifs. I'm currently asking myself:

"What if I was typing this with two hands instead of one hand, and trying to hold my daughter and keep her away from the keyboard?"

Granted, not the best start to a story, but still, something to think about. And that's the real trick, I think. The thinking about it part. Because over the past two weeks, I've been thinking about a lot of things. Things that make the creative section of the brain work overtime. And it seems to me that the more creative things I think of, the more there are to think of, if you catch my drift. For example, I recently decided I am tired of not having a headboard, and want to make my own. After a few hours of research, I discovered a big handful of cheap, easy ideas that I loved, and that allowed me complete control of the finished product. So over the next few days, more ideas would come to me without being prompted, and from those ideas, other ideas grew, leaving the realm of mere headboards and entering into the world of whole rooms, decorated by me.

Yes, I realize I went off on a slightly long tangent about decorating, but I'm kind of obsessed, so forgive me. And it does have a point, which I'll share with you now.

Once I started thinking about all these ideas, my brain was nice and warmed up and ready for action. So I started thinking about my litterforts, and all that creativeness just swarmed around them and a hundred more what if's appeared, just waiting for me to follow them and see where they lead.

Dealing with relocating my family within a few weeks is leaving me with less and less time for writing what I want, so I spend tons of time thinking about what I want to write, and all these new what if's are so intriguing. There are certain things that are set within a story, and infinite possibilities around those things. And while I can't wait to actually get them out on paper, it's fun to let them run wild in my head too.