A very Christmassy update
We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year! (Except you've got another week to wait until the new year)
Is everyone having a good Christmas? So far, I've spent the day playing with balloon animals, eating too much chocolate and being attacked with a remote controlled helicopter. A good Christmas? I think certainly think so!
I always stress out about Christmas; have I bought good presents, are the cards ready in time and hoping everyone is going to enjoy the day. But usually, despite my worrying, everything turns out nicely anyway!
In terms of Christmas cards, (I was supposed to be making one every day this month) I have... failed spectacularly! I was supposed to have made 25 by today, and my grand total is actually... 6. I'm actually pretty impressed that I managed to do 6 at all! But after the greatness that was last month, finishing NaNoWriMo I'm a bit disappointed that I've done so terribly this month. However I've learnt a valuable lesson from it, that might not necessarily be true, but will be tested in the coming months. That is, I need a project that I can see the progress on.
So, next months project is going to be to finish the first draft of my novel. I'm aiming for 80k for the first draft. Once I've edited it down, I want to try and get it down to 60k as a final! A plan of action, I have it!
So now it's near the end of the day, I'll curl up with a cup of tea and feel relaxed because I don't have to worrry about Christmas for another year!
Merry Christmas everyone, and I hope you all had a good one!
Tried to think of a title for this but am in an unimaginative block so here is waffle instead.
Imagine this is an awesome blog post filled with witty comments and wise words about life and other things.
Also, Merry Christmas! I hope your day is shiny and magical as Christmas ought to be.
(random afterthought: It's kind of hillarious to me that the title of this post is bigger than the most itself.)
I’m Sarah and I wish I was funny
I'm Sarah and I wish I was funny. I'm not funny, that's why I wish I was. I spend far too much time thinking about what people think of me and not enough time doing things that I find fun and rewarding. Today I spent a great deal of time doing nothing other than daydreaming into space and playing silly games, because I wanted to go out and do something I could talk about and then I could think of myself as "cool". But I'm not cool, or funny. In fact, here is a random snippet of my trail of thought:
Going into space would be very awe-inspiring. Really puts your whole life into perspective when you can hold your thumb up and it's the same size as 10,000 people on earth. But I can't imagine it would be very productive, just going up into space for any other reason than to look at it. I can look at it from Google Earth, and I have a lot more control over where I get to look at then. It might not be in person, but it's a lot more affordable.
Not cool or funny at all, and I don't know why I'm sharing it with you because most of the time I worry too much that I'm coming across as "uncool", and that isn't a very cool thing to talk about.
I don't really know what the point of this entry is, other than "I should probably go and do something fun for the sake of enjoying it" but worrying about the point of this entry is kind of the point of this entry, because I spend too much time worrying. I'm going to go take some paracetamol to get rid of this headache now.
An unfortunate incident with my music library
I'm a big fan of free music. So, naturally, I adore the program Spotify, which lets you create a playlist of all your favourite songs, without having to download anything and it's completely supported by loads of artists. I don't actually have a playlist on my main computer as I've never really bought much music and found the act of copying it all onto my computer a bit of a pain anyway, so my library was ALL spotify.
Which was great, Spotify and I had a great relationship... and then I introduced Spotify to Mike. As I'd downloaded it on my old laptop, which is the one he now owns, he was under the impression that he didn't need an account, and the playlist that I'd created was just on that computer. So, when he recently started using Spotify more often, he decided to delete this playlist and start his own. Which means my playlist on my laptop also went byebye.
At first, it was a bit of an amusing moment as I didn't think it would really matter that much to me. And then I remembered that I'd added loads of new artists that I'd forgotten the names of to it, and those would basically be gone forever. The mourning process begins. So now I have a new task, which I suppose is the positive side of this experience - rebuilding my library of music, finding new artists to fall in love with. Any suggestions?
Practical Spirituality
Many websites I visit now seem to fall into two catagories: Overly spiritual to the point of being wishy washy and over the top "get things done!" "military style!" practical. I've gone down both paths at one point or another in my life and neither of them worked for me, I'd always end up swaying and feeling like I was missing something important.
So then I figured, what about some sort of spiritual practicality? Something that is practical while remaining spiritual.
Maybe I'll expand on that idea later. Maybe I'll find more words to randomly string together in a sort of rhyming, waffley waffle. Yeah, maybe I'll do that.
Also, I have no idea if I've already mentioned it, but I've started doing a really fun excersise called "writing for the trash" actually, I've adapted it and decided to apply it to everything I'm doing, like drawing. The idea is, you just write as if you were going to throw what you've written in the bin. It's hillariously good fun to see what you come out with. I'm writing a song at the moment called "Writing for the Trash" and it's awful but I love it. Maybe when I finish it, I'll attempt to sing it and pretend to play the guitar, and then post the video onto youtube. And then get famous for writing amazingly awful songs.
This post now has nothing to do with the title. If you actually came here looking for some kind of useful advice, I apologise, but I hope you enjoy the temporary insanity instead.






