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Prompts Gone Mad!

These are just for today!

My God.

And every one of them is great, of course. I want to do them all. I realize they don’t all have to be done today, but my own “rain” inspirational thingie is already 4 days old and goes well with blustery fog during the fervent breakup over the kitchen remodel, or whatever.

Ack. Wasting time! Off to search my photos for a colorful square circle…

The Mighty Quinn

Jim writes about this song today and gives various ideas on what it might be about. An ex told me it was about a drug dealer. That makes sense. I nicknamed a character in a book “the Eskimo” because of that, and yes he was a drug dealer. I didn’t write much about the drugs themselves, since I don’t know anything and research is boring; instead I wrote about two guys having a long funny convo in the drug dealer’s house about which women they’d rather bang, such as Ginger or Mary Ann, etc. My story got way off-track because I began to enjoy writing these conversations more than the lurve scenes between the actual main characters, and I struggled with giving the protagonists enough screen time, so to speak. For some reason, this book isn’t even up for sale in my glob of books. That must be because I couldn’t decide which version to self-publish. Let’s take a vote.

1. The long one with all the off-track scenes left in that don’t even have much to do with the lurve story at all and make the book way too long for a romance novel but are funny?

2. The semi-cleaned up one that is less funny but more focused on the actual lurve story?

3. The super cleaned up version?

Then vote:

A. Prologue, which Elmore Leonard hates, but adds texture.

B. No prologue.

Title:

i. Attractive Nuisance (relevant legal term).

ii. Sweet Nothings (name of her lingerie store).

Thanks for your help!

P.S. Please remember that I still can’t read minds and you actually have to tell me in the comments what you want! πŸ˜€

One-Line Wednesday

This is one of those dumb sayings we should mock relentlessly. I find worrying to be a very relaxing hobby actually. Allow me to explain.

Most terrible things are shocks. Just like in a movie, they come sailing in out of the blue. You slip and fall in flat shoes while walking to the elevator. A boyfriend breaks up with you because you didn’t bake him some goddamn cookies. An earthquake hits while you’re in the shower. A wacko debt collector pops up to harass you about your ex. A rattlesnake decides to take a nap in your car.

Who can predict these things, amirite? But the stuff you spent hours stressing over didn’t happen, did it? Nope. Tests came back negative. Plane landed smoothly. Boss didn’t freak out about the mistake. Etc.

So, here’s my theory. Bad things enjoy shock value. Deprive them of it! Spend time imagining bad things and pop their balloon of surprise one by one. It’s like a game. You won’t have time to get them all, so try to attack the worst ones first.

And if one happens anyway? Well then, you can just shrug and say you knew it would.

Win win! πŸ˜€

~*~

One-Liner Wednesday

Fashion Q’s from You Know Who

Rory’s at it again, folks! πŸ˜‚

Today’s topic is ………….. The Fashionastas!

Could you cope with buying no clothes for a full year?

I guess so… 😒

How many pairs of coloured/patterned socks do you possess?

Lots!

What is YOUR number one fashion rule?

Visible items must match.

What is the quirkiest customised outfit you have ever worn and where and what for did you wear it?

I dressed like an elf for a Christmas party a few years ago and won a prize.

In your opinion what are 5 basic but important items of clothing?

Black pants, black tee shirt, white tee shirt, turquoise sweater, black jacket.

Ok, so Flares? Once popular for the 70’s sure …. but where are they now?

Hopefully making cozy bedding for endangered tiger cubs or something.

Which are your best three quotes that mean the most to you with regards fashion/clothing/lifestyle?

I like what I like.

I don’t care what’s in style.

I want to be warm.

You obviously have favourite colours you enjoy wearing, we all do – but if you were asked to wear the opposite colours to what you normally wear what would those colours be?

Bright red, bright orange, lemon yellow.

What are the wrong trousers to wear like ever?

For me, any that hit between knee and ankle. 😝

What is your favourite style of nightwear from the following options?

Baggy T-Shirt, boxers/long Johns

Ridiculous looking Pyjamas

Nothing as in bare all over

Sexy attire – you know the naughty stuff

Other – regular clothes mostly. What if there’s an earthquake and I have to run outside?

For you what one single musical track just speaks fashion to you?

Right Said Fred’s “I’m Too Sexy.”

The celebrity whose style you most identify with from the following?

Melissa McCarthy

Jack Nicholsan

Clarke Gable

Halle Berry

Meryl Streep

Lady Gaga

Charlie Chaplain

Gene Kelly

Other – Diane Keaton (always cold and layered up).

Would you wear stripes with squares?

It depends on colors and actual design.

Which out of the following line up are you most likely to wear?

Heels, Boots, Flats, Loafers, Sneekers, Brogues, Thongs [Flip Flops], Running Shoes*, sandals, Wedges, Slippers, Lace Ups, Decks, Wellingtons, Riding Boots, Mules, Ankle Boots, Boat shoes, Chukkas, Chelsea Boot, Slips ons?

*I have a great pair of running shoes I wear for walking. They’re turquoise!

Are hats your thing? If so which styles?

I love cute hats! Mostly I wear them for costumes though.

For women; last time you wore a scarf and for men; last time you wore a tie?

I wore a scarf last week ~ it was turquoise!

Have you ever physically suffered for the sake of a fashion trend?

When I was younger, I’d wear high heels to look sexy, even when they hurt my feet or back. I refuse to do that now. I also would tolerate being cold so my cute outfit could be seen without a big lumpy jacket tossed over it, but I won’t do that now either. Pffft!

Good Eggtentions [275 words]

This innocuous box of colorfully dyed eggs reminds me of all the money I’ve wasted on crafts that didn’t happen over the years. And even if they’d materialized, I’m not sure that the money would have been well-spent, but at least I’d then have had the satisfaction of a completed task.

I began a “tee shirt business” in the 1990s that never took off, partly because I developed carpal tunnel in my hand from painting all day, and partly because… what, really? I was paying retail price for all my supplies and just dabbling. How was this ever going to be profitable? πŸ™„

Then, because I received compliments over some adorable cakes I created, I thought, well, I could go into the cake decorating biz, but… see the tee shirt paragraph. πŸ€ͺ

After that, I decided crafts would be back to hobbies only, yada. But I still have to be careful. I got carried away buying yarn a few times after crocheting for five minutes. Naturally, the projects were left untouched in my closet. (I did complete my knitted scarf however, hurrah!) The girls and I made bead necklaces up north once, and it was a struggle for me not to run out and begin a bead “thing.” Beads! Fun! πŸ˜€

Just typing that makes me want to do beady beady beads.

Mostly though, the rainbow eggs remind me of Beanie Baby days. Yes, I was one of those crazy people. At a certain point, there was a trend to buy multiple white Halo (angel) bears and dye them different colors in pots on your stove. I did this.

Why? I don’t know. 😳

~*~

THW Prompt ~ May 9

Listing

I listed
All the home chores
I had neglected to do:
The vacuuming,
The dusting,
The dishes,
Some ironing too.

I listed
All the reasons
I was better off
With you gone:
The lying,
The crying,
The cold silent
Depressed dawn.

I listed
All the fun things
I’d plan with new friends:
The game nights,
The art walks,
The movies and dinners,
To fill
My weekends.

I listed
My lists
In a master
List of all lists,
To stay organized
And methodical,
Which made me feel
Blissed.

But I ran out of paper
And my cat stole my pen,
So I texted you
At midnight:
Please come back again!

~*~

Genre Challenge: List Poem

Blogsturbation

It just occurred to me to follow myself. I’m sure that must be legal in California. And now look! πŸ˜€πŸ‘€πŸŽ‰ I have finally zoomed up to 800 WP followers, woohoo! I’m in the big leagues now, baby! Yeehaw!

Yeah, yeah. I know some of you have 1000, 2000, 8000, whatever. But plz remember that I stagnated here for a decade posting sad song lyrics and complaining about dating sites to around 12 people via email plus my Facebook friends. It’s only recently since I dumped FB that I began interacting with the WP writing community.

Love you all! ❀️

(Hope this is okay for the Weekly Smile.)

Show & Tell

Warning: this turned into a rambling pointless bunch of jabbering. More than usual. πŸ˜‚

Melanie haz questions:

1. Was the last thing you read digital or print?

I’m not counting online “news,” since that’s like reading cereal boxes. Actually, it would probably be more informative to read cereal boxes (note to self: buy some Cap’n Crunch). The last book I read on my Kindle was Not Quite Dating, which I already reviewed for the alphablog and am now done with all those posts, yay! So, that leaves Us Magazine, which hits my mailbox every Saturday. Why? I dunno! I’m certainly not paying for it. Somehow, a free subscription has been gifted to me and it shows up every week. I spend a couple minutes paging through and then toss it. Can’t remember anything much about this one except the spread of celebs in their wine colored dresses. Every issue has two pages near the front with a clothing theme. I do like themes. Oh, Kate Hudson was in this issue too. She’s 40 and happy. I’m happy she’s happy cuz I like her.

2. Are you more an extrovert or introvert?

According to the definition, I’m an introvert. My friends also call themselves introverts, but they always want to get together, which I find curious. Shouldn’t they need to spend lots of time alone, as I do? Granted, I have been more social than normal lately due to Game of Thrones, but that’s temporary. It’ll be over in a month. There is something particularly compelling about the ending to this dramatic and complex show that makes it fun to watch and discuss with others. Most of the time however I have no need for that and prefer to watch things alone. I crave alone time to think and read and write in peace and quiet. It recharges me. Too much peopling makes me literally crazy and I feel the air getting so heavy with noise and vibration and other people talking moving breathing that my body will crush and implode if I don’t get away.

3. How is your life different from what you imagined as a younger person?

When I was a teenager, I imagined myself becoming a career-focused professional, possibly a scientist. I wasn’t dreaming of marriage and children, but that is what I did. Next, I assumed I’d be married for the rest of my life; when I divorced, I thought I should find someone else. It didn’t occur to me until relatively recently that I would spend my life alone, but now that I’ve accepted it, I’m fine. It might be the ideal state for me, even.

4. Do you think about dying?   Does death scare you?  Why or why not?

I think about it a lot. It used to terrify me ~ when it first hit me that I would die and be erased, I freaked out. I was 12 and in a car with my parents coming back to NJ after visiting peeps in Ohio. I knew earlier that I would die, of course, but the impact of the erasure didn’t affect me until that moment. I mentioned I was upset and my parents dismissed my concerns. For a long time, I was angry at them over this, but I’ve come to understand they did the best they could.

I didn’t sleep for a year ~ at least, this is how I remember it. I stumbled through the days, exhausted but somehow not letting on I had this enormous burden. And I must have slept some or I would have died or become ill, but I remember all that year lying awake utterly terrified, making words out of words in my head. My schoolwork wasn’t affected, so no one knew or cared.

Eventually, I grew to live with the bleak erasure knowledge. It’s what keeps me sympathetic to religious believers. Of course you would take the comfort of an afterlife option if it were intellectually available to you! You’d have to be nuts not to grab onto that if there were any way to make sense of it. Unfortunately, I can’t make it fit into my logical brainspace. I wish I could.

Lately though, I’m not so afraid any longer. Maybe it’s because I am just so damn tired of being in pain every day. At least that will stop, which is something to look forward to, blissful non-awareness of aches and migraines. I also won’t have to think about all the things I’ve failed to accomplish, what a freaking relief. Not to mention all the mistakes I’ve made, gahhh. All erased from MY mind, since there won’t be any more “my mind.” And if others criticize or gossip, I won’t know, so I won’t care. Nice!

Plus, things are getting old as I’m getting old. Samey same same same. Sure, I still enjoy stuff, but meh. As someone I once loved said: “Do I really care about seeing the millionth issue of the New York Times?”

It’s his birthday today, btw. Happy birthday to the man who broke my heart. Still much older than I am. Still living in a big lonely house with his wife and their money. Now we’re all unhappy, great.

5. Gratitude challenge: find something you are thankful for in nature.

California mountains and beaches and sunsets and flowers, of course…

Wednesday Wittering

Since everyone is announcing the things they are blogdoing, I thought I would too. I made a new tab! Ooh, yes. Biggie changes on the old Light Motifs II. It’s a poetry tab and I stuck 24 links on to poems what I like. My own poems, I mean. Now, it would be nice if people could go over there and like my poetry page so it’s not all naked. But if everyone is too busy doing whatever, I get it. Just remember all the times I liked your things and don’t feel guilty. πŸ™„

I also changed my other tab to link to my fave flash fiction stories what I posted. Now, you don’t have to bother liking that page, since it already has lots of likes from when it had sumpin else on there. I guess that’s cheating really… to change a thing people liked into a different thing after they liked it. Gosh, I’ll probably lose sleep over that. πŸ˜‚

Since I feel all blissful from organizing my stuff under tabs in this way, I’m going to do more! I’m planning to create a series tab, for links to my sets of themed stories; a dating tab for my sad and funny dating stories; a tab for Gatsby; etc. Actually, I feel quite penitent for neglecting this area of my blog for so long. I haven’t made it easy for peeps to find things. 😒

On second thought, maybe I should make series a subset of flash. After all, my stories are really all flash fiction, by definition, and there is no reason to drench my poor blog in a veritable flood of tabs. I always get so carried away! πŸ€ͺ

So, here’s a thing. I try not to think about certain times in my life too much unless I’m deliberately calling up an emotion for writing purposes, and even then I have to be careful. But the blog is tricky. Reading some of that older poetry was painful ~ I know what motivated it. I know why I had the need to articulate certain concepts the way I did with the words I chose.

Even worse though are the blanks in blogtime, where “nothing” appears. Those weeks weren’t always blank. Some of them had poetry that was too painful to leave up, or rants or confessions or stories I decided were too personal to have online forever (yes, I realize they may have been archived or screenshotted by someone).

When I pass through the ghost weeks, I’m glad I don’t have to confront whatever unhappy event occurred… but yet I know it was there.

Something was there. 😢

~*~

Opposites Attract Challenge: April 3

My OCD Made Me Do It

Nobody cares, but I am constantly going over my A2Z list of romcoms and romance novels for the blogging challenge next month. I began with Alex & Emma, as I said, and already wrote and scheduled my post. I’ve also written and scheduled other reviews, but they’re different from what I originally intended. 😱

Forex, I said I was doing Bet Me by Jenny Crusie for B, but I didn’t ~ I don’t have Bet Me. In fact, I have no book by Jennifer. How can this be? I talk about her all the time! Welcome to Temptation inspired me to begin writing my first romance novel. But nope. Nothing on my shelves, physical or virtual. I’ve read all her books though and could review them, if I wanted to. But I’m thinking I might just review books I haven’t mentioned here.

I wanted to do every other letter ~ movie, book, movie, book, etc. Except I already messed that up because I got so excited about a new book I bought that began with a U. I read it, wrote a review, scheduled the post. Derp. That’s April 24, which should have been a movie day. Annoying.

Not every letter is the first letter of the first word, and I sort of think that’s cheating but like whateverrrrr. I’m reading an F book now (no, not Faking It ~ I just said I have no Crusies), and then I need a G movie. I have The Goodbye Girl, but there’s a problem with that. One, I don’t really like The Goodbye Girl, and all my reviews are positive ones; and two, it’s a crappy remake that doesn’t even have what’s their faces. So, I’m going with My Big Fat Greek Wedding and using Greek for the G.

I don’t care! It counts as a G. Shut up.

I’m also using first names of authors as letters when I’m desperate to shoehorn in a particular book that I lurve. Pffft. Same with a couple actresses. Sue me. πŸ˜›

The alphabet is stressful! Is anyone else finding this to be the case, or just me? It’s probably just me, huh?

Which letter are people having the most trouble with? Mine was N, oddly enough. I just said the hell with it and bought a new book for my Kindle that’s not part of the KU program.

Oh yeah… did I mention I joined Kindle U again for this? Well, I did. πŸ™„