Writer’s life

I’ve been working on revising a novel lately, and these made me laugh:

I relate to that first one so, so much, and I’m pretty sure this entire series falls squarely into category 3 (aka a bit feral still). But I also kinda relate to the second one, because I enjoy handwriting my drafts (and usually, my revisions), and I write mainly in cursive. While I have enough practice at cursive (and handwriting things in general) that I can write both quickly and legibly in both cursive and print, sometimes it’s easy to mistake one letter for another when glancing quickly at something. πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈπŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

Then again, I haven’t summoned lemons when I meant to summon demons, so there’s that… πŸ˜‚

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Yea, though I know I gaineth…

I ran across this in some of my old things a while back:

The Twenty-Third Pound

My appetite is my shepherd, I always want. It maketh me to sit down and stuff myself. It leadeth me to my refrigerator repeatedly. It leadeth me in the path of Burger King for a Whopper. It destroyeth my shape. Yea, though I know I gaineth, I will not stop eating. For the food tasteth so good, the ice cream and cookies, they comfort me. When the table is spread before me, it exciteth me. For I knoweth that soon I shall dig in. As I filleth my plate continuously – my clothes runneth smaller. Surely Bugles and weight shall follow me all the days of my life. And I will be fat forever.

It’s a thing I inherited from my dad as a teenager. Back then, I found the parody of Psalm 23 amusing. But then I didn’t have issues with weight control because the 16-year-old metabolism is a wondrous thing.

Looking at it now, twenty years later, after being stuck at home for four months with a fully stocked pantry, I have much different feelings about this once-funny verse. How a person feels about their body is a complicated issue, and it’s no different for me.

If only I could be as “fat” now as I thought I was when I was seventeen.

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Memeapalooza

I spent my day collecting memes and I feel like that was a great use of my time after I spent Saturday mowing the lawn and Sunday recovering from an epic headache. Memes are like duct tape – they hold the universe together.

Enjoy! And may the force be with you. πŸ˜„

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Have you seen any awesome memes today?

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Every time…

So this happened…again…

*sigh*

I feel more exhausted today than I did yesterday (and yesterday I was pretty doggone tired). How are you coping with the loss?

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Finally Friday

It’s Friday! Wooooo!

Between the final Panthers football game and Thanksgiving with our extended family, it’s gonna be a crazy weekend, but a fun one. What do you have planned?

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