Salty Scribble 002

B/c I was feeling salty:


Swaying, hazy as clouds,

Peaked at the top of the mountain,

Dreams soar–they’re sore, but

“First eat your eggs.”


* (quote) Lorraine Hansberry’s “A Raisin in the Sun”

food that provoked me: salted+fried fish, waterย  songs that inspired me: Justin Nozuka’s “Save Him” and The Fray’s “You Found Memood du jour: salty

A Winter Hiatus and A Belated New Years Resolution

Dear Readers,


Happy New Year Readers! It has been a while hasn’t it?

My Winter Blogging Hiatus

As it happens, my more recent posts have had the habit of apologizing for delays or extended absences. The last few months were hard, but a belated resolution screams to me: no more excuses about the blogging. On the other hand, a busy schedule screams not to take on more than I can handle. I certainly will not be a post-a-day blogger for some time. I do eventually hope to get there, but I am fully aware of the season I am in, and it isn’t that one.

Now that I have had my winter hiatus to catch up on some things, I plan to be a monthly poster. I am better at making many post upfront and then timing them over the month, rather than a few post each week. So that is my goal to better serve my readers, who truly deserve to follow a blog where the blogger is blogging.

I have, however, been working on my book. After completely revising an old draft and deleting astronomical chunks of it, I have settled on a draft and can now just writing. I plan to work on that with some sort of regularity too, wherever I can manage it. Likely, at least, for a specific time period a week. My muse is too wacky to allocate a number of pages or chapters; allocation of time better suits me.

Anyway, I am glad to be back, and plan on staying for a while.

A New Year Resolution


(And that is really all that needs to be said.)

Sure they say, be specific, set times, write it down, etc, etc. But what do they know? It is not the process that needs to change, it is the mindset. Even if someone suddenly starts writing resolutions down, detailing second by second, or even ripping it up and throwing it into a fire for a good omen, nothing is going to change if they do not make up their mind to change it.ย  As they also say, actions speak louder than words. So I will be simplifying my life while they waste time trying to over-exercise (what I consider) an outdated method.

Adieu, Scribbler

food that provoked me: not currently eating, but recently had salted pasta and seasoned chicken songs that inspired me: I have taken a break from music for the moment, so perhaps the wonderful sound of silence inspired this.

Salty Scribble

Darling Reader,

Below is a terrible consequence of a sudden rush of saltiness…

I am a person who has many pet peeves.

Somewhere in my head there is a long list of pet peeves that are too long to write down. Below is me trying ๐Ÿ™‚

Some things make me feel particularly punchy… For example, when people decide to go to a library to talk with their friends

Those that pertaining to writing…

+ Writers Block (I generally stay stuck in the worse cases. My words always come in sudden flights of fancy)

+ Wanting to write, but not being able to… (laptop not working, no ink in pen, no paper around that is not important)

+ Coming up with an amazing idea that I let sit, and then seeing some other book or movie that completely conveniently configured stole your idea. Because I am pretty sure I had it first!

Those that don’t…

+ when someone tries to get in the my revolving door cubicle (or whatever you call those little sections). They are oh-so-not made for more than one person.

+ I generally hate it when more than 1 person is calling my name at the same time, I can be asinine when more than 3 are. I have gotten advice that I definitely should not have kids anytime soon. ๐Ÿ™‚

+ I hate large hulking things left on the floor, waiting for me, the klutz that I am, to trip over it.

+ when the spirals on my spiral notebooks mess up. I like my spiral notebooks, and I cannot stand it when the wire uncoils

+ a ripped page in a book! Every single word in a book is necessary.

+ annoying mainstream songs that you hear everywhere and get stuck in your head. Call Me Maybe, Anyone?

= A Peeved Me.

What helps?

Ah…soothing music…that’s better!

A Peeved Me – reading, eating, sleeping, ecoutez a little musique, chocolate, tea, etc–the common para-sympathsizers to a bad day

= A Much Happier Me ๐Ÿ™‚ x Writing = A Well Written Short Story

Anyone else have a few pet peeves! What do you do to ease the pain? Please share!

food that provoked me: good old fashioned Lays Chips! songs that inspired me: Ellie Goulding’s Figure 8

Adieu, Scribbler

picture credits via here

100 Scribblers

That happy, wondrous, magnificent moment when you reach 100 followers! While I know that is not many compared to some people, I am still thoroughly happy and grateful to those who read my scribbles!

Visitors, please be sure to โ˜›moi! ๐Ÿ™‚

Adieu, scribbler