* Dressed and ate breakfast while reading/stalking blogs and facebooking.
* Watched K tune my piano, yay!
* Dusted piano.
* Sneezed
* Dusted Dining room and piano
* Sneezed a lot more.
* Chatted with brother J1 (my brothers both have the exact same initials, JDS so they will be J1 and J2 in further posts) J1 and J2 are coming home from their respective summer living arrangements for the Fourth, we are very sad to learn that J1's girlfriend, the very sweet C will not be joining us.
* Emailed J1 finished novel.
* Mourned the passing of Billy Mays
* Planted Wine and Roses bush in front of ugly propane tank.
* Considered possibility of hauling ladder out to barn to hang old fence pieces as trellis myself, envisioned myself falling from ladder into muddy pile of cow poo and called boyfriend D for help.
* Successfully found nails, hammer and ladder and dragged all from the garage to side of barn.
* Lifted heavy, dirty, spider-infested, water-logged tractor tire from mud mire and began to role it away to lean against far away fence post to make an archery target.
* Dropped tire, screamed and killed very large spider.
* Righted tire and rolled further, imagining D coming over to find me trapped under said tire, attacked by giant, Harry Potter's Aragog's descendants.
* D came to the rescue, rolled tire the rest of the way and figured out how to use complicated folding and extending ladder.
* Dumped can of nails into muddy poo and had to pick them out.
* Handed poopy nails to D and held fence in place while he nailed it to ugly metal barn wall.
* Kissed my hero and sent him on his way.
* Cleaned up.
* Fixed lunch
* Will eat
* Next, I get to go visit Grandma R. and help her pick out a new purse. Yay. at least this doesn't involve poo. : )
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Finished!
The Acorn's Crown by Laura G. Smith is finally finished. At least until I get it printed and get feed back, but the original manuscript is finally finished despite attempts by Starr to keep me from my work as seen again here! 
(actually mom took this picture, I left my work up and the picture of Starr in front of the screen was up and Starr sat in front of the screen again!)
Anyway, now that it's basically done for a while, I'm going to catch up on some sleep. K, a man I know from church is coming to tune my piano in the morning, then I'm taking Grandma R. purse shopping. Pray for my sanity on that one! I love my Grandma, but she can be trying.(as all people can) Good Night!
(actually mom took this picture, I left my work up and the picture of Starr in front of the screen was up and Starr sat in front of the screen again!)Anyway, now that it's basically done for a while, I'm going to catch up on some sleep. K, a man I know from church is coming to tune my piano in the morning, then I'm taking Grandma R. purse shopping. Pray for my sanity on that one! I love my Grandma, but she can be trying.(as all people can) Good Night!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Dog
Sirloin, the cow's eye is still there in her head, Thank God, but it is all white, so she is probably blind, can we say Sirloin will be a sirloin or two or five?
Leila, my mother's precious baby one year old Sheltie, is now a muddy mess. I took her out so she could go potty and she followed me as far as the bridge over the creek and refused to be carried over it. I left her thinking that meant she would stay on the other side of the muddy creek since she doesn't like to cross it when it's dry. However, shortly after crossing the bridge, I heard splashing as she jumped into a giant collection of cow created holes in the mud full of water and (probably) cow pee. Yay! I yelled and she got back out and I made her SIT beside a tree and STAY until I got back from checking the cows where they stood across the sunny field in a mud hole in the one spot of shade.
In lighter news, Butterscotch the Chicken followed me as far as the creek as well, but she was smart enough to wait at the edge and not get covered in cow-pee mud. That's what I call Smart Chicken!
Leila, my mother's precious baby one year old Sheltie, is now a muddy mess. I took her out so she could go potty and she followed me as far as the bridge over the creek and refused to be carried over it. I left her thinking that meant she would stay on the other side of the muddy creek since she doesn't like to cross it when it's dry. However, shortly after crossing the bridge, I heard splashing as she jumped into a giant collection of cow created holes in the mud full of water and (probably) cow pee. Yay! I yelled and she got back out and I made her SIT beside a tree and STAY until I got back from checking the cows where they stood across the sunny field in a mud hole in the one spot of shade.
In lighter news, Butterscotch the Chicken followed me as far as the creek as well, but she was smart enough to wait at the edge and not get covered in cow-pee mud. That's what I call Smart Chicken!
Cows, jobs, what-have-you
Yesterday I had to get up early to help herd cattle around our back yard and into a shoot so the vet could put them in his fancy headlock thingy and administer vital pink-eye medication and fly tags. The entire small herd has pink-eye because they either: a. step in their own poo and then scratch their eye with said pooey hoof, or b. are covered in flies which hang around both pooey end and face end and infect them. Both are likely.
In other news, I had an interview with the Claycomo library and now I have a job. A twelve hours a week, paying me a pittance, so far away I will burn most of my paycheck in gas job, but a job nonetheless. Yay.
now I must go check on Sirloin, the cow with the bugle like moo, cutest calf and most atrociously infected eye. She was given a shot in the eyeball, (it bled alot) and now I have to go make sure said eye ball is still in cow's head. ew.
In other news, I had an interview with the Claycomo library and now I have a job. A twelve hours a week, paying me a pittance, so far away I will burn most of my paycheck in gas job, but a job nonetheless. Yay.
now I must go check on Sirloin, the cow with the bugle like moo, cutest calf and most atrociously infected eye. She was given a shot in the eyeball, (it bled alot) and now I have to go make sure said eye ball is still in cow's head. ew.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
New photo
This is a photo of me from a shoot I did last summer. Last night I did my best to turn it into a fairly decent likeness of my novel's main character, Grace Allonmyer, the Ferinya or Queen of Syarador. Photoshop is pretty cool, although I am quite the novice and it shows when looking at said picture close up! Enjoy! It isn't really an awesome pic of me, I think I sort of look sick actually, perhaps hungover, although I've never been hungover so I don't really know, but the light on the crystal in the necklace is cool! The people of Syarador are different from Earth peoples, they have a wide variety of skin and hair pigments, which signifies nothing more than to show who's child you are. They inherit their skin from their father and their hair from their mother, making it quite obvious if someone hasn't been faithful, no need for Maury and his paternity testing here!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Pet Peeves
People who aren't aware of the fact that they are bothering those around them is one of my pet peeves. Among those people are parents who allow their children to be loud and obnoxious in public, especially in libraries.
2nd and most egregious are smokers. Your right to fill your lungs with disgusting, tar producing smoke ends at my right not to breath it. Today at the library, a stack of Easy Readers came in so bitterly smelling of smoke that it made it difficult for me to handle them to shelve them. In order for a book to smell that badly, it is quite obvious that either some very young child is smoking while reading (highly unlikely lets hope), or some older child (who smokes) has a very low reading level, or most likely, some poor child has idiot parents who smoke while reading to them. Very sad. No parent has the right to fill their child's lungs with smoke, it is one form of child abuse that has yet to have a law against it -and that is wrong.
2nd and most egregious are smokers. Your right to fill your lungs with disgusting, tar producing smoke ends at my right not to breath it. Today at the library, a stack of Easy Readers came in so bitterly smelling of smoke that it made it difficult for me to handle them to shelve them. In order for a book to smell that badly, it is quite obvious that either some very young child is smoking while reading (highly unlikely lets hope), or some older child (who smokes) has a very low reading level, or most likely, some poor child has idiot parents who smoke while reading to them. Very sad. No parent has the right to fill their child's lungs with smoke, it is one form of child abuse that has yet to have a law against it -and that is wrong.
An interview!
I finally have an interview with the Mid-Continent Library system! I've been applying for positions with them for a month. The interview is Thursday evening and it's for a part time Page position and it's about forty minutes north of here but it's a job, and it's a step up from unemployed volunteer! So I'm praying that I get it, and then I'm praying that I do so well that eventually I'll get transferred to a library closer by or promoted and I'll be able to pay off my bills and get an apartment so I can finally move out of my parents house and have plenty of space for my book and shoe collections. I know, I'm nutty, but I'm out of space for bookshelves and my closet is overflowing!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I'm working I promise!
Yay! I've gone from having three unfinished chapters to um about six, maybe. However, I am working on it steadily!~ On other news I also now sort of have a job! I am visiting with my aunt's mother everyday and fixing her lunch and making sure she eats plenty. She is elderly and is recovering from something she was in hospital with recently which has affected her short term memory. It's actually quite fun. She's very sweet and has an adorable little dog. Her memory is improving but I do get the impression that she probably wouldn't actually eat much if I wasn't there to fix something and eat with her.
From there, I now go to the local library to volunteer for a couple of hours. I'm volunteering there as sort of an internship with the understanding that when an actual paid position becomes available, I will be in line for it. I have volunteered for this library before, in fact, I helped move it some years back. I also worked at the library at college. I had hoped that would enable me to get a job with one of the local libraries but I've applied to the wealthier library that has lots of positions open but I've not heard anything from them. I figured, (and when I talked to my friend who manages our local library she said I was write) that they usually hire from within either the current employees or the pool of volunteers, it's just like any other business really. Thus I am an intern, and I shelve books. However, I do it better, faster and with more attention to detail than any highschooler or bored old lady (no disrespect meant). I have knowledge, drive, focus, and an intense love of the written word in bound print. Because of the summer reading program, I will probably spend most of my time straightening and shelving the Easy Readers and Juniors sections because those are the most backed up. Tuesday I spent four hours on the Easy Readers; I straightened and read the shelves for mishelves as I shelved the first cart which made it much easier to shelve the other two and a half shelves of backlogged books. When I returned on Wednesday I did the same for the Juniors. It is amazing to me how many new books, series and authors have been added since I read from these sections!
From there, I now go to the local library to volunteer for a couple of hours. I'm volunteering there as sort of an internship with the understanding that when an actual paid position becomes available, I will be in line for it. I have volunteered for this library before, in fact, I helped move it some years back. I also worked at the library at college. I had hoped that would enable me to get a job with one of the local libraries but I've applied to the wealthier library that has lots of positions open but I've not heard anything from them. I figured, (and when I talked to my friend who manages our local library she said I was write) that they usually hire from within either the current employees or the pool of volunteers, it's just like any other business really. Thus I am an intern, and I shelve books. However, I do it better, faster and with more attention to detail than any highschooler or bored old lady (no disrespect meant). I have knowledge, drive, focus, and an intense love of the written word in bound print. Because of the summer reading program, I will probably spend most of my time straightening and shelving the Easy Readers and Juniors sections because those are the most backed up. Tuesday I spent four hours on the Easy Readers; I straightened and read the shelves for mishelves as I shelved the first cart which made it much easier to shelve the other two and a half shelves of backlogged books. When I returned on Wednesday I did the same for the Juniors. It is amazing to me how many new books, series and authors have been added since I read from these sections!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
My novel!
Although those who know me will say that I have been saying that my book is almost finished for quite more than a year I must announce, (though no one reads this) that my book is so near completion that I plan to have it done by the end of this month. If it is not so then I shall be quite irritated with myself! However, as this picture shows, 
I may have some obstacles impeding my work! This is Starr, my cat who likes to be in the middle of everything when it suits her, usually when I am least wanting her attentions. Here, she is laying on the notebook from which I was typing the current chapter!
I have been unemployed since March but have only recently begun to pull myself out of the funk into which I had fallen and now find myself feeling rejuvenated and hopeful. My dad has agreed to allow me to print several copies of my novel using the printer at his office. I provide the paper and will pay a cheaper price for the printing than I could get at any of the Office printing service places around town. I checked and at the unfinished size of 311 pages, the cheapest price was $33 for one copy with a comb type binding (which after thought I realized wouldn't be good anyway). Instead I will by cheap three ring binders and use the large volume hole-punch at dad's office. This will hopefully enable me to print at least five copies to pass around to various people to read and give me feedback and in some cases, editing marks for which purpose they will be provided paper and post-its. Anyway, I am so excited! I'm hoping that if the book is finished and printed out by the end of the month and distributed to my people, I can give them two months in which to read it and return it to me with their notes so that I may edit the novel and ship the query letter and first two chapters to the one person I know in the publishing industry. Then I will pray and sweat and cry while I wait for my future to be decided. Meanwhile of course I will start on the sequel, oh and try to get a real job, you know, one that pays money. :)
I may have some obstacles impeding my work! This is Starr, my cat who likes to be in the middle of everything when it suits her, usually when I am least wanting her attentions. Here, she is laying on the notebook from which I was typing the current chapter!I have been unemployed since March but have only recently begun to pull myself out of the funk into which I had fallen and now find myself feeling rejuvenated and hopeful. My dad has agreed to allow me to print several copies of my novel using the printer at his office. I provide the paper and will pay a cheaper price for the printing than I could get at any of the Office printing service places around town. I checked and at the unfinished size of 311 pages, the cheapest price was $33 for one copy with a comb type binding (which after thought I realized wouldn't be good anyway). Instead I will by cheap three ring binders and use the large volume hole-punch at dad's office. This will hopefully enable me to print at least five copies to pass around to various people to read and give me feedback and in some cases, editing marks for which purpose they will be provided paper and post-its. Anyway, I am so excited! I'm hoping that if the book is finished and printed out by the end of the month and distributed to my people, I can give them two months in which to read it and return it to me with their notes so that I may edit the novel and ship the query letter and first two chapters to the one person I know in the publishing industry. Then I will pray and sweat and cry while I wait for my future to be decided. Meanwhile of course I will start on the sequel, oh and try to get a real job, you know, one that pays money. :)
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