passing time
I have for the most part, had writer's block. I had little to no desire to write. even with writers group reforming, I have not been able to write though I have a story brewing in the back of my head, tormenting me as the little pieces of it dance behind my minds eye. but I am slowly getting the pieces on the computer and arranged.
the going ons in my life have been full of ups and downs. they seemed to happen so close that one day there was reasons for happiness followed by sadness. just before I finished college, hubby's grandmother passed away. the memoral service was not as it should have been as my father in law and the ice cube he calls a wife took it apon themselves to spread the ashes with out hubby and his sister, and they did it in a spot that she had not wanted to be put.
My graduation went wonderful. hubby took everyone out to dinner afterwards, as I am not much for parties or hugh fusses over me. I enjoyed sharing a moment of celebration with loved ones. there where a few others who I wish could have shared the moment but I figure if the day comes that I do earn a masters degree then I will have a large blow out for that.
brassblues graduated high school at the end may. just before he graduated, my uncle passed away. he had fast progressing cancer in his intestenses. so instead of letting the cancer take him, my uncle shot himself. his funneral was the day after my son graduated high school. which was when I had brassblues graduation party. my mom had flown down from philly for the graduation and I did not post pone the party.
on top of all that, I have yet to recieve my degree. as that it had taken so long to get my practicum placement I had a grade of Incomplete for my human service practicum one class. I got all my hours turned in just before graduation, however, the instructor did not change the grade for practicum 1 when she turned in the grade for practicum 2. so the college took it apon themselves to change the Incomplete to an F. there for, I was not graduated. the moment I found out that the grade had been changed to an F, I emailed the instructor, she assured me she would take care of it. that was the middle of may. the grade never got changed. many emails and a phone call later I find out tue, that she had submitted a grade change for practicum 2 not one. so now I am waiting to see if the grade gets changed. however my graduation date will be the day the grade was changed.
so I have not been in a very happy place, nor have I felt very creative. I did want to update here as I have not posted a lot of details on myspace or facebook, just bits and pieces of the past events. and there are a few here that only get updated about me here.
things seem to be mellowing and staying fairly calm right now. so I have been feeling more like myself.
I am thinking of ask my abnormal psych teacher for some help in creating the bad guy in my story. as I am not very good at coming up with evil charetors very well on my own. he worked in the prison systems as a counclor so he may be able to help me grasp the motivations of those who desire creating chaos. and maybe I will not have such humorous villians in my stories. they seem to be my biggest stumbling block and part of why I have yet to finish writing a book.
the going ons in my life have been full of ups and downs. they seemed to happen so close that one day there was reasons for happiness followed by sadness. just before I finished college, hubby's grandmother passed away. the memoral service was not as it should have been as my father in law and the ice cube he calls a wife took it apon themselves to spread the ashes with out hubby and his sister, and they did it in a spot that she had not wanted to be put.
My graduation went wonderful. hubby took everyone out to dinner afterwards, as I am not much for parties or hugh fusses over me. I enjoyed sharing a moment of celebration with loved ones. there where a few others who I wish could have shared the moment but I figure if the day comes that I do earn a masters degree then I will have a large blow out for that.
brassblues graduated high school at the end may. just before he graduated, my uncle passed away. he had fast progressing cancer in his intestenses. so instead of letting the cancer take him, my uncle shot himself. his funneral was the day after my son graduated high school. which was when I had brassblues graduation party. my mom had flown down from philly for the graduation and I did not post pone the party.
on top of all that, I have yet to recieve my degree. as that it had taken so long to get my practicum placement I had a grade of Incomplete for my human service practicum one class. I got all my hours turned in just before graduation, however, the instructor did not change the grade for practicum 1 when she turned in the grade for practicum 2. so the college took it apon themselves to change the Incomplete to an F. there for, I was not graduated. the moment I found out that the grade had been changed to an F, I emailed the instructor, she assured me she would take care of it. that was the middle of may. the grade never got changed. many emails and a phone call later I find out tue, that she had submitted a grade change for practicum 2 not one. so now I am waiting to see if the grade gets changed. however my graduation date will be the day the grade was changed.
so I have not been in a very happy place, nor have I felt very creative. I did want to update here as I have not posted a lot of details on myspace or facebook, just bits and pieces of the past events. and there are a few here that only get updated about me here.
things seem to be mellowing and staying fairly calm right now. so I have been feeling more like myself.
I am thinking of ask my abnormal psych teacher for some help in creating the bad guy in my story. as I am not very good at coming up with evil charetors very well on my own. he worked in the prison systems as a counclor so he may be able to help me grasp the motivations of those who desire creating chaos. and maybe I will not have such humorous villians in my stories. they seem to be my biggest stumbling block and part of why I have yet to finish writing a book.