Solidifying The Self

Current mood: cheerful

The weather keeps changing today. I can't figure out if it's sunny or cloudy because every other time I look out the window it looks different. The temperature dropped quite a bit today, but at least it hasn't been raining.

I finally did something I should have done a long time ago. I went to the library and got a library card. I never really made it around to that side of town very often, but I finally decided to make a point in doing it. Besides, I keep running out of books to read and I can get more there for free. Seems like a good deal to me. My intentions is to start reading some books I wouldn't normally read, which means anything but fantasy for the most part. I've read other genres, of course, but I don't usually go around looking for them. So, I got myself a book called "Jupiter's Bones" by Faye Kellerman. So far it is pretty good. Feel free to give me some suggestions on some reading material if you know a good book. :)

I know some of you might be wondering why I always talk about my writing but never have any available to for you to read(except the few times my brain leaks into the blog and puts some poems or something odd on the page). Well, I am working on that. I actually have an entire new site being built that is dedicated to my writing only. It will include short stories, poems, and information about the books I have written. The web address is www.wordsofmylife.com
I hope those of you who wish to read some of my writing will go there and check it out when it is ready! I'll make an official announcement when it is complete, but for now I thought I'd plant the bug in your ear!

Speaking of writing, I have a few pieces that I haven't completed yet. Sometimes I start and life just gets in the way and I have to come back later. Then sometimes when I should go back to it another story pops into my head and I work on that instead. Hah.

I went skating again and it was nice. I managed to get an upgrade to my skates (which I needed badly) from my brother and we went out. It doesn't hurt nearly as bad as it did the first time. At least I can walk afterwards now. I can even lift my foot high enough to put my foot n the break or the gas pedal. Even better yet, I can actually go faster and it feels good to finally get out and feel the wind on my face again. If only those 50 foot long wooden bridges were a little bit less bumpy so I could keep going with almost falling on my face....

I also started training in martial arts again. Or Kickboxing, whichever you care to call what I do. It doesn't matter to me. Correcting my sloppy form from slacking is not so fun, but at least I know how to do it.

It's coming together though. All of it. Everything. Myself. Like a chaotic mess suddenly coming together and forming something imperfect and beautiful. Life, that is. Gotta love it. :)