It has occurred to me that 2014 has been a very tumultuous year for me and some of the other people in my inner circle. I’ve been through a couple of really difficult relationships, and been on a number of first dates. I’ve nearly quit my job. Twice. I’ve spent a goodly amount of time in the hospital or at the doctor’s office. I’ve moved out of my apartment… not entirely by choice. I’ve had more than my fair share of car trouble (the check engine light is on as I type this). The list could probably go on for quite a bit if I really went digging into my memory banks, but I want to focus on the future and how I plan to change this negative pattern.
I have to admit, there’s a large part of me that wants to subscribe to my father’s superstitious nature and just believe that it’s a numerology thing. My dad has this theory about years that have 5’s or 7’s: 7’s are bad years, while 5’s are somehow amazing. He says it’s a Gemini thing. It’s the only astrological/numerological thing he believes in… at least as far as I know. By Dad’s logic, 2014 is a 7 year (2+0+1+4=7), so it was destined to be a bad year. And he happens to be right.
It gets a little tricky from time to time. For instance, my parents married in 1975, which has both a 5 and a 7 in it, so it was equally great and horrible… From what I know of their marriage, it seems pretty accurate: When things are good with my folks, they’re really good, but when things are bad, they’re truly awful! Continue reading Next steps.
It’s been a really long time since I tried to write some fiction, but I needed to get the cobwebs out of my brain if I’m going to be serious about NaNoWriMo this year. Here’s an attempt to get the juices flowing again. I’m definitely not 100% satisfied with it, but it’s a beginning. I wrote it and submitted it for a fun little contest late last night. I didn’t even truly proofread, which is one of the number one sins of an English teacher… Be gentle with your comments, please.
Continue reading An attempt at a Halloweeny Story.
In my last post, I briefly mentioned that I was undergoing a revision of sorts and that it has put me in some interesting situations. Now that the proverbial cat is out of the bag, I suppose I should really let people know what’s going on in my life.
At the moment I am living in a hotel while I try to save up the money to get into an actual apartment (which isn’t as easy as it sounds when you don’t make very much). I originally didn’t want anyone to know about it, but as it is starting to feel like an adventure that just won’t end, I suppose it is important for me to quit trying to hide it from the rest of the world.
Due to a… misunderstanding… at my old apartment, I chose not to re-sign my lease for another year, and had to move out on rather short notice. Having not had the time to actually look for a new place, I moved into a hotel, and have been using Hotwire to find me a new place periodically. You know, to get the best price. Well, a few nights ago they made a mistake which landed me in a rather scary location.
Continue reading Time to reinvent myself.
The issue of race relations is one I find both particularly fascinating (watching people of different races interact) and disturbing (the way people make race a bigger issue than it has to be). Maybe it’s because I’m racially ambiguous (most people don’t know what I am), but I don’t understand why the color of a person’s skin determines how a person should be treated, or how they should treat other people. I am not white, but I grew up in a white household, so perhaps it changes the way I view the world, however, it is such a thing that people from other countries have commented on how our view of race is part of what defines us as a nation!
I still think that is just NOT right. I mean, look at Jamaica:
But it goes further than our need to define each other by color. We, as a country, have this long standing bitterness towards people of colors other than our own. Many of the African American people that I know will casually remark how they are being mistreated because they are black, even if there are people of other colors with them. It’s as if they are still harboring anger from slavery, which hasn’t been a thing for a very very long time!
I like how Chris Rock explains it. I don’t know how old this clip is, but it’s stuck with me for quite a while now… years probably, but it is still relevant, and it makes a fairly important point, I think. Even though I know that all the Native Americans aren’t dead (I’m still kicking, for one), you don’t hear the Native Americans complaining about race as much. Unfortunately, as he points out, there aren’t that many of us left, but I don’t think that is the main reason why you don’t hear that much from the tribal peoples. I’d like to think it’s because we realize how silly being judged on the color of your skin is.
I could do a whole post on Native American ideas, and I may sometime in the future, but for today, I want to get back to this idea of racism… specifically this whole idea of gentrification (which I don’t actually think is a race issue, but I’ve been told otherwise). Continue reading Is “Gentrification” a race issue?
As I get ready for this year’s NaNoWriMo, I’ve been looking for inspiration, taking notes, and daydreaming. The top is the view from my window in my temporary abode (I loved how the power lines look sketched into the skyline). The bottom is the mess on my desk…