I spent Sunday rearranging my room. I moved everything from one wall to the other…which is a big feat for me. As a Taurus, I will usually put something in one spot (where ever I feel that it should go, and it never moves). I’m not particularly fond of change. I know, it’s necessary, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.
So why did I rearrange my room? A few months ago I was on the phone with my sister and I guess she’d been reading some kind Fung Shui book. She told me that she realized that my whole apartment was perfect Fung Shui and was surprised that I’d never read a book on it. Like I said, I put things where they make me feel comfortable, and I leave them there.
The exception to this, was my bedroom. Everything was correct except for the east and west walls. I guess my west wall should be the career wall and the east one should be the hobby wall. I had it the other way around. I figured giving it a try couldn’t hurt. Hey, I’m an artist and we’ll try all kinds of weird things to improve our skills and crafts.
Anyhow, weather or not it works is yet to be determined, but hey, my room does look a lot nicer now that you can’t see the huge mess of papers and doodles that makes up my novel from the living room. I like it.
It took me all day Saturday and well into Sunday to complete this project of moving stuff. I have a lot of stuff. I like stuff (Taurus). When I was done I went for a walk in the snow and ended up at the craft store (dangerous place for me). I mostly just needed to get out but I practically live in the middle of an outdoor shopping center.
When I got back home, Dexter was just starting on Showtime and Walking Dead would be following that so I settled down to get in some good TV watching time (If you’re thinking, “Bad Leah! You should have been writing in this free time!” All I must say to that is…I do what I want!).
I’m not one to sit still easily so when I watch TV I also must be doing something with my hands or I have difficulty paying attention. So I knit (don’t judge me, its fun). I knitted all the way through Dexter and The Walking Dead on AMC. The weird thing though, is that when I finally fell asleep, I dreamed that I was being chased by zombies and I kept getting tangled in yarn. Then there was this little, bald dog/cat monster with tentacles that kept running around me in circles like an excited puppy, which confused the zombies for a little while.
I’m thinking I probably should not combine knitting and zombies for a while. Because as funny as that dreams sounds, zombie dreams are actually scary.
Well, since my last post I’ve written 9 new pages in my novel. They’re not in any particular order. Mostly random scenes. They usually fall into place later on. I don’t actually write in a linier fashion. I write all these separate pieces and after a while they just fall into place. You know, a conversation here, a fight scene there. The only thing that bugs me is when I get a scene stuck in my head that can’t happen in my first book. But it won’t stop replaying itself until I write it down. So I give in, hoping it will make way for something I can work with on the book I’m writing right now but my brain decides to throw a story idea for a completely different book at me.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not actually complaining. I’m always happy to receive new story ideas. I write them down and save them for later. I guess I just want to finish the book I started.
It’s . Last night I dreamed that I was way up in the mountains, in a giant garden full of hot peppers in every shape, size and color. I ended up there cause I was trying to get away from assassins (I’m not sure why they wanted me dead…).
The lady who owned the place was a beautiful, full figured woman that gave me a bazooka and a jar of salsa, said something in Spanish and disappeared. I woke up thinking of breakfast burritos and salsa so I’m going to go make breakfast.
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