Saturday, September 24, 2011

...how many of us have them?

I have a lot of family members.  My mother's family and my father's family are both huge. Hundreds of relatives on both sides.  It seems that, as blood relatives, we take certain things for granted.  And in that, something happened. I found that my friends became my family.  I have friends that I may fall out of touch with and when we reconnect its like we  never missed a beat.

I probably should preface this with a tidbit of information about myself.  I've always struggled with the concept of friendship.  I can remember my first friendship heartbreak. (Don't laugh. I'm sensitive. Born early July... you know the types.) Anyway, I was seven years old and came home crying because my "best friend" told me her mom said she couldn't play with me anymore.  Did I have cooties and not know? Was I the cootie kid?  Actually, I wasn't and it was a misunderstanding but the damage had been done.  I cried. I was hurt because my "best friend" could not be my friend anymore.  My mom told me that everything would be okay.  She told me that I would learn that everyone is NOT my friend and would know who to give that "best friend" title to when I got older.
Well, here I am, older, and still struggling with it. When I feel comfortable with someone enough to let them in, to allow them to see me in all of my vulnerability, they become a part of my life.  That person becomes family to me.  If families were chosen, these are the people that I would choose.  But this allowance that I offer comes with expectations.  Unfair expectations? That remains to be seen.

I expect the people that I choose to also choose me.  This is something I didn't realize at seven years old.  Just because the person is your best friend doesn't mean you are the person's best friend.  This has to be mutual.

I expect the people to care about me as much as I care about them.  Now, this may be unfair.  I'm a heart-on-my-sleeve, heal-the-world, care bear and not many- ok, most people are not.  So, the revised expectation is that I expect people to care. Period.

I expect the people to realize for me to consider you a friend that there is unconditional love for you and recognize my intentions are never to hurt you.

The most important expectation I have is that I expect the people to realize we are, just that, PEOPLE.  And not without flaws.  So love me flaws and all (thanks Beyonce) as I accept you.

Maybe that's too much.  Relationships, across the board, are difficult to maintain.  Maybe people run out of steam.  Maybe some people don't grow, remain selfish.  Maybe some people just grow apart and SOMEONE just didn't get the memo.  Maybe we were what we needed to be to and for each other at that time and that time has come to pass.

I still struggle with the whole friend thing.  I mean, I love the times we have. We laugh until we cry. Pick each other up when we're down.  But the fighting (not physically), the arguments, the heated disagreements is where it becomes hazy to me.  Although, I consider my friends family, in reality, that are not.  And this relationship can be undone.  I look at things this way: I fight with my sister all of the time but one thing remains and that is she can never NOT be my sister.  But my friends that I may call my sister, in reality, are not.  That relationship can change.  So, maybe my issue isn't with friends, friendship, family, or relationships.  Maybe my issue is the potential change that can occur, sometimes without notice.

I have plenty of friend stories.  I want to know if anyone else struggles with the whole "friend thing" or am I just a big wuss.

(By the way, if I am just a big wuss, I can deal with that.)

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

#WRITING (in my Charlie Sheen WINNING voice)

I am just testing this out.  There have been some changes to blogger I see.  I'm so glad that I am getting back into the groove of writing! And, guess what?! My hubby is joining #ROW80! Yay!

                                                                  WINNING!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Great job ROWers! (#ROW 80 check in)

So, it's been almost a month since my last check in and its been even longer since I've actually written anything.

I've been thinking about writing though.  I've been longing to put pen to paper (Yes, PEN to PAPER!).  I've been coming up with ideas to tweak my storyline and flush out my characters.  But its all in my head.

SMH. (not too hard though, don't want those bright ideas falling out!)

I've been in training for a new job for the past four, almost five, weeks and it isn't over until June.  Although, I tried to fight against it, my training has forced my writing and the challenge to the sidelines.

Surprisingly, I found a few moments this evening to get this piece out.  I'm usually so busy and/or so tired that I can't formulate a sentence.  What is also surprising about my ability to formulate a sentence today is that I believe I actually have a slight concussion (Yes, I often diagnose myself- don't judge me! LOL!).

It seems as that things are winding down with training a little so maybe I will finally get at least an hour daily to get some writing done.  I have held on to my passion and I'm glad that so many of you have as well.

I am so very proud of all of you #ROW80ers for hanging in there with your works-in-progress and with the challenge!  Great job!

Monday, April 18, 2011

Week Two (#ROW80), Week One (new job)

THIS NEW JOB IS IN THE WAY! 

Okay, just had to get that out.  From the above statement one could deduce that I have accomplished little to no writing due to this new job/training schedule.  That deduction would be absolutely correct.  I wrote a half of a scene last week! 

Now, I'm not going to make it seem like its "all the job's fault."  I do play a part in this getting-little-to-no-writing-done thing too.  I just haven't incorporated writing into my new work schedule and responsibilities (taking classes and studying).

I'll be in training until June so if things don't improve (ie- if I don't get it together!), I may have to sit this round out!  I really don't want to but it may come to it.  

Here's an attempt to stay with it...
Revised writing goal: WRITE ON THE WEEKENDS.

Now, this is easier said...uh, written than done.  I'm away at training during the week and leave Friday afternoons to go home.  So I have about a day and a half to spend with my family and friends and then I'm back in training for the next five days.  I am going to have to try to squeeze in a creative moment here or there....I really don't wanna be on the sidelines.

Hmmmmm.....


What would Sylvester Stallone do?

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Short and sweet... (#ROW80 update)

Well, I have been writing, however, not according to my schedule.  I'm fine with that as long as I'm writing! I do need to develop some type of schedule but that won't happen until I get used to my new job schedule.  The new job starts tomorrow! *Yay!*

Maybe this new adventure will find its way into my WIP, Bree....

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Round Two- Ding, Ding (#ROW80)

Its early, I know.  But I'm starting out on the ropes... had a small procedure today and the Valium had me loopy all day.

I'm saying all that to say NO WRITING went down today! I did read about writing though! Got some good advice from Connie Briscoe (not directly from her though, LOL!).  Read her article on outlining.

I have some time off before I start my new job so I am confident that I will get myself back on track with actual writing.

My goals for this round are simple:


1. I will devote certain days to certain tasks-

Sunday: Research and Blogging

Monday: Bree (WIP)

Wednesday: Other WIPs (editing, transcribing, etc.)

2. Write when I can on the other days of the week. I'll call them BONUS DAYS!

3. Make due dates for my WIP(s), post them on my visual board, and meet them!

Good luck ROWers! Don't give up even if you're on the ropes.... the ROCKY spirit is in us all!


Monday, April 4, 2011

Part Deux #ROW80

I would love to write everyday.  But my life, at this time, does not allow for me to write daily.  So #ROW80 is perfect for my life.

I create goals that work for my life. 

I check in with other writers, support them and receive support.

And most importantly, I am WRITING!

During the first round, I found what did not work for me at the time. Now, I am soon to embark on a new career and I'm not sure how to incorporate my writing into my new career schedule.  I am expecting to change my goals a few times during this round also. 

Here are my goals for Round Two:

1. I will devote certain days to certain tasks-

Sunday: Research and Blogging

Monday: Bree (WIP)

Wednesday: Other WIPs (editing, transcribing, etc.)

2. Write when I can on the other days of the week. I'll call them BONUS DAYS!

3. Make due dates for my WIP(s), post them on my visual board, and meet them!

I think these goals are reasonable and doable.  I haven't began my new job yet so we'll see.... but I continue to be the Little Engine That Could!



Thursday, March 17, 2011

Winding down... where did I wind up? (#ROW80 update)

When I joined an awesome group of brave people on January 3, 2011 to take on the #ROW80 challenge I was very excited and determined to write and to write everyday.  


I did not meet that goal.


Life happened.


So, I did what many of us do- I beat myself up a little.  But then I realized that goals can be reworked to fit into our lives.  So I reworked them a couple times to find what fit into my life. 


Here are my last #ROW80 goals (reworked):
1. I will organize my WIPs so I can begin again
2. I will write, at minimum, twice per week on at least one of my WIPs
3. I will research freelance article writing by the end of Round One (yes, I have now included research in my goals)
4. I will begin an article in Round One to be submitted in Round Two
5. I will set up my blog geared toward article writing by the end of Round One.


Well, I am happy to report.... these don't work for my life either! (LOL!)  I did organize my WIPs to begin again and I have been writing, on average, three to four days per week.  But, everything having to do with article writing has been put on hold.


Life happens.


My sister was hospitalized.  I interviewed for a new job.  I am incorporating more exercise into my life so my body has been shutting down to rebuild itself.  My husband and I are trying to get our cleaning business off of the ground so writing a business plan has become a priority.


The best thing that's going on is that I AM STILL WRITING


I've set due dates for myself and my WIP scenes and its (kinda) been working.  For example: Get MC from Georgia to Philadelphia by 03.06.11. He didn't make it to Philly by the 6th but he arrived on the 12th.  I was so excited that he arrived. I told my husband, "He's here!" and I often refer to him by name like we all are old friends. (My husband has met him briefly.) He has sort of taken over and none of my other characters can get a word in.  He and I need to have a conversation....


Although this round has been rough for me, it has definitely been a great experience. I've met so many wonderful writers and I've learned so much about writing and about myself.


I AM SO PROUD OF ME!





Saturday, February 26, 2011

Ode (sorta) to My Baby

Yesterday, my baby sister had not one but two seizures. She's not a baby. Hardly. She's almost 30. But she'll always be my baby sister.

The second of the two seizures was worse than any of the others that she's had over the past ten years.  She got injured this time.  Four stitches at her right temple.  Fractured cheek bone. Fractured nose bone. Sprained wrist. Sprained ankle. Bumps and bruises. And a massive headache.

But she's still here and I am so grateful.

So, this, is for you babygirl!

When I look at you, I still see that three year old baby face
who was "hugging [her] daddy" all night when the bathroom dream held you in place
I see the babygirl that I have to protect because "he" left us all
I am older and have to kiss your boo-boos after every fall
I know that you are a woman now, a strong beautiful lady
I want the best for you, I want you to soar because you are still my baby
Everyone can see me beam as proud mamas do
You'll always be my baby and I will always love you

I think the relationship between sisters is undeniably precious.

Share your sister story here and let the world know how you feel about your sister.


Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Art of Letting Go

I've often said that people (myself included) do not like to do "the hard work." The hardest, most difficult job is working on yourself. I will attest to that.  I have, honestly, been trying to let go.


I've been working on myself for many years now.


Part of working on me is making sure I'm doing as best a job I can do at being a mom.  Its not his fault I'm "screwed-up" so I had to try to minimize passing on my screwed-upness (huh? LOL!) to him. I've always tried to encourage my son to communicate his thoughts and feelings in a way that is respectful to himself and to others.  I'd learned that holding in negative feelings hurts, sometimes physically, and may develop into self-loathing and self-destructive actions.  I've, also, always told my son that he has to try to be the best HIM he can be.  I let him know that he cannot control anyone but himself and if he comes across hurt,etc. from hurt people that he should try to take the lesson from the interaction to help himself become a better person.  Don't let anybody change you.  You change you!


I try to be the best ME that I can be everyday.  But it is difficult, at times. We all are human and fallible.  I encourage others to put this in the forefront of their minds, no matter the level of difficulty.  Part of being the best person you can be is self evaluation, asking yourself tough questions: Am I overly concerned with what others think of me? Why is that? Why am I unhappy? Why is my behavior/outlook on life so negative? Am I holding on to past hurts? Is my past holding me back from a beautiful future?


Many of us have stories of hurt, disappointment, frustration, embarrassment, and so on that we suppress as we go on with our daily lives.  Not addressing these issues can be detrimental to us having a happy, fulfilling life.


But HOW do you address those issues? How do you let go?


There is an art to letting go.  And with any art form you have to practice.  I started my journey in college, asking myself those tough questions and, without answers readily available, decided to fake it until i made it.  I wanted to be happy, wanted to smile more so I did- just because.  While I faked it, I also continued searching for answers.  I even started my own therapy. And my own process of letting go. I credit the beginning of my letting go process to the ten paged (both sides!) letter that I wrote to my father.  At 19 years old, I sat at my desk in my college dorm room and poured my heart and my hurt onto the notepaper.  Through tears and sometimes loud sobs I burst through that wall of pain that was blocking my path.  I put the letter in an envelope, sealed and addressed it, then placed it in the desk drawer.  I never mailed it.  I never mailed it because it actually wasn't for him but for me.  I realized that I had to be "better" for me and for my son and that could not depend on whether or not someone else responded the way I thought they should.  I had to realize that I may never get this person to do what I wanted them to do because I can only control my own actions.


My journey continues, everyday.  I give myself daily reminders:


Keep everything in perspective.  


Today, I will try to be the best me I can be. 


Happiness is a choice.  


Do not allow someone else to control you.  


Love you more. 


Smile.


Reminders such as these work... sometimes. We all know what we need to be "better" its just the doing part that is the problem.  Many of us may need a professional to help us through the growing pangs of life but may be apprehensive about seeking such help.  Having to seek professional help was taboo for many of us growing up.  But lately I've noticed many people who would traditional shy away from such assistance begin to embrace it.


Letting go is an art form.  Like with any art form you must learn the basics and practice to get better at it.  So, breath in deeply and release it slowly.  And begin the really tough work, you will be better for it.


I'm still a work in progress.  


Progression is always good so feel free to share some of your stories of progression in honing the art of letting go.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Easy (like Sunday Morning! #ROW80 update)

Good morning. (Well it was morning when I started! LOL!)

Well, I have two pieces of great news to share:
1. I have met my goal of working on at least one WIP twice per week- its actually a new one and there's a story behind it.... I was ear hustling (AKA eavesdropping) one day and wrote down a statement this guy made.  From there a character came alive and is now solidifying a spot for himself in my writing world.  I just let him do his thing and before I know it I have thousands of words (ok, maybe only ONE thousand)  on my screen!
2. *drumroll* A fellow writer read my last blog post (dated 02.17.11) and asked if I would like to be a guest blogger on her website. Ummm, yeah! (Hell, yeah!) I am excited and I am flattered for the invitation and recognition.  Check it out at thatwritingchic.info 


That's it. Short and sweet.  I hope everyone has an awesome Sunday!

Happy Writing!


Thursday, February 17, 2011

Breaking up (with a friend) is hard to do

I am a friendly person (most times, lol!). I have many people in my life that I would consider friends and who, in return, consider me a friend.  The length of time I've known these people range from 26 years to 6 months.  Don't get me wrong, I've had some early lessons about friendship so I do not easily call someone a friend. When you are my friend, you are my friend for life... unless something extra-ordinary happens (I'm no fool! I hope).

I love all of my friends. I truly do.  But what happens when the relationship becomes unhealthy for you?  When you are stressed over your friends' worries yet they continue actions that are detrimental to themselves and, by proxy, you?

It is commonly advised, in domestic violence programs, that any person in an unhealthy relationship should make a plan to remove themselves and put it to action immediately.  But what if your unhealthy relationship is non-violent? What if your unhealthy relationship is not with an intimate lover but with a friend?

How do you break up with your friend?

We all go through issues and growing pangs in life where we need to lean on others for support.  A friend, in my opinion, should support you, care about your well-being, respect you, have similar interests, and be non-judgmental.  And vise versa. (Am I being too optimistic about this friend thing?)  Simple things like apologizing when they are wrong or have hurt your feelings, not intentionally trying to hurt you (physically or emotionally), or attending the celebrations for your accomplishments in life should be second-nature.

When you've given all you can give with minimal in return, its clear in all areas of life that its time for you to make the best decision for yourself and end it.  Be prepared: It'll feel like breaking up with your first boyfriend/girlfriend!

In order to prepare, you will need the following:
1. A new phone number (a new address would work wonders but the new number would suffice)
2. A job where outside communication is minimal to nonexistent (CIA, FBI, etc.)
3. A rotation in the world of friends so more time is spent with other friends that weren't recently been getting the appropriate attention because they did not get along with friend-in-question
4. A well written Dear John type of letter for the friend when s/he catches you leaving your mom's house and questions you about the recent distance.
5. And a bottle of Tequila (shots will be required!)

LOL!

I truly do NOT know how to break up with a friend.  That's why I'm still on call for when the shit hits her fan and throws MY life through a loop!

That's what friends are for, right?

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

When It Rains... (#ROW80 update)

Life gets in the way sometimes.  When I say the statement "when it rains, it pours..." I always get a visual picture in my mind of the Morton salt girl.  The salt is life pouring down fast and unrelenting into my open wounds.  Things sort of get off track when you are trying to nurse your salt filled wounds.

I am a part of two (relatively) new online communities, #ROW80 and #300stepstogreatness, where I receive support and encouragement to continue to take steps toward completing my goals.  I have written and revised my writing goals (#ROW80) but I no longer feel bad when and if I fall a bit short.  This is because of the support I receive in these communities.

I've made a few decisions... I've decided to restart The Artist's Way from Week One because my artist is hurt from neglect and I just cannot have that.  I've decided to revise my writing goals and add working on The Artist's Way to the list.

I am proud of myself.  I have gotten my WIPs organized, made a visual display to assist. I have been writing twice per week.  I have been working on The Artist's Way. And I have been researching article writing.

So, I have to continue writing at least twice per week on at least one WIPs, continue the Artist's Way, and come up with a article topic and get started on that.

Well, until next time folks...

"Don't let the day-to-day get in your way today."- @thatwritingchic

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Writing for Life (#ROW80 update)

I have been feeling uninspired for some time now.  It seems that the roadblocks have been mounting and they have proven more and more difficult to navigate.  I have committed myself to online support groups to attempt to achieve my goals (#ROW80 specific for writing goals, #300stepstogreatness for everyday and life goals).  I have this overwhelming urge to do so much but it feels as if I am standing in drying cement up to my ankles.  But I continue to press on, trying to find what works for me.  Last month I decided that I would "do something" on my days off.  For me, this meant going outside of my home to enjoy an activity that I am interested in. My goal is to travel.  I had planned to start off with small, local, day outings and build into full vacations in countries across the world.  I recognize that I have put myself on the back burner for many years and that, now, is MY time.  I also recognize that there is some fear involved but this is something that I have to do for myself.  I feel as if I'm dying on the inside and I need to save my own life.  I am a caged bird.  But I have the key to my own freedom and am determined to take those needed steps, alone if need be.  I know that much of my journey will be alone because it is my own but I also know that there are good people in this world that will help me along my journey when I need it.

On my path, a book was suggested to me by a fellow writer and creator of the  #300stepstogreatness community (thatwritingchic.wordpress.com): The Artist's Way by Julia Cameron.  While I have just began the introductory pages of the book, I have a good feeling about this process I am about to endure.  I have the fear of the unknown. It is mine. I own it. Yet, I have signed the contract to complete the course outlined in the book.  This is for me.  This is to save my own life.  One of the tools in the course is to have a weekly artist date, what I had planned to do anyway just last month.  So, I don't have to wing it!  My writing goals, as of today, are still the same: write at least twice each week for at least an hour on at least one of my WIPs.  I will use today and tomorrow (my days off from work) to accomplish those goals and the article writing/research goals.

I am so very grateful for the communities that I have become a part of.  Your blogs help and inspire me.  Thank you.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

#ROW80 Check in (#4 for me...)

Well, folks, I feel great.  I have been working toward my writing goals and I no longer feel "left behind."  I have began to organize my WIPs and will be working on them in no time.  I changed my writing goal to writing at least two days per week on at least one WIP which fits into my work schedule.  I usually have two days off from work (some weeks three!).  I have also been researching freelance writing starting with www.annewayman.com but I have yet to come up with a topic on which to write for a sample article.  I tried my hand at an interview for an entertainment website a few months ago (http://www.blast4metv.net/BlastForMeTv/New_Artist_Spotlight.html) but  I need some pointers because I want to get into freelance writing on the regular basis.  All suggestions are welcomed.

I am excited again!  Stay encouraged!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

I have a confession to make.... (#ROW80 check in)

Hi. My name is Jeneen and I have commitment issues. *Hi Jeneen!!!!!* I know, you may be saying to yourself, "But, Jeneen, you are married! How could this be?"  Well, I think I've figured it out.  Here's the thing with me: I believe I only have a certain capacity for things such as commitments, child-rearing, and things of that sort.  For example, I only have one child and I believe this is the case because I've given him all that I can give a child and I've reached my limit.  Who am I to ask for more than my share?  I was only given enough to rear one child and I'm not greedy.  I believe I am, now, at my capacity for commitments- I am married (huge!) and I have a full time job.  My commitment cup runeth over.  I would like to take on more but the red light is flashing "CAPACITY REACHED" and the siren is unbearable.  I am unable to stick to a schedule because of this so my #ROW80 goals have gone unmet.  At first, I felt bad but then I came to the realization that I'm tapped out of the commitment thing.  Now all I can do is write when the urge hits me, when the stars are aligned, when my mojo and I have made up.  Willy-nilly is the name of the game now.

No? Not working? Not so much? Okay, okay.  Honestly folks I'm stuck.  I had a traumatic episode occur recently and I am still shaken and in mourning.  I believe that some things were thrown into the trash by accident and among those things were small notebooks that I wrote part of a few WIPs in.  There would not be a problem if I had TRANSCRIBED THEM BEFORE THEY WERE ACCIDENTALLY THROWN OUT!  I am hurting on the inside and I can't shake it.  So where do I go from here?  Do I start over? Do I go to something new?  Do I try to remember what I wrote and how I wrote it so I can re-write it? UGGGHHH!  I need help getting past this.  What do I do? Oh, what do I do? *pacing back and forth, tugging at hair*

Well, I'm ready to move on.  While I have been stuck in woe-is-me-land in regards to my writing, I have been getting better in other parts of my life.  I have recently joined another group #300stepstogreatness where the community gives support for greatness in one another's lives.  I'm being held accountable, daily, for my TO DO list for my life! The encouragement I receive from both #300stepstogreatness and #ROW80 have helped me get to the point where I am not beating myself up anymore if I do not accomplish my goals for the day, week, etc.  I'll just rework them.  Try different things out until something sticks and becomes my habit.

So here are my #ROW80 goals (reworked):
1. I will organize my WIPs so I can begin again
2. I will write, at minimum, twice per week on at least one of my WIPs
3. I will research freelance article writing by the end of Round One (yes, I have now included research in my goals)
4. I will begin an article in Round One to be submitted in Round Two
5. I will set up my blog geared toward article writing by the end of Round One.

Am I biting off more than I can chew? We'll see....

Sunday, January 9, 2011

ROW80 Check In- #2

Well.... *hiding my face* This, this has been a rough week. And here I am again not having met my writing goals.  I would like to thank you all for your encouragement.  Its a little easier to get back into writing and reaching goals when I know that there are people supporting me on my journey.  I think that support, more than the actual output, is worth more to me.  So again, I thank you.

Now, what do I do with these writing goals?  When I'm at work I think about my characters and storyline (as much as I can) but I cannot type (or even write, most times) my thoughts.  Does thinking about your story count for anything?  I guess I would have to work that into my goals, huh? I won't.  Feels like cheating.  Tomorrow is a new day though and it also happens to be my Friday. I am planning on getting my hair braided tomorrow after work (this frees up lots of time to write because I'm not sitting in the salon for hours each week or fretting over my hair daily).  Then, I plan to get snowed in, alone, on Tuesday and Wednesday.  Two full days of uninterrupted writing will definitely get me back on track with my goals.  The best thing for me is that I am not giving up.  If I slip seven times, I'll pick myself up eight (I read a variation of this saying somewhere).

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

ROW80 Check In- #1

I hit the ground running on Day One of the ROW80 first round, 2011.  I was so excited to have been in my fictional world with my MC.  I was so proud of myself when I met my goal on the first day.  Others were proud of me as well, giving words of encouragement.  But alas, I have fallen short in keeping with my goals.  When I say that life got in the way yesterday and today, it really did!  My intentions were the same as they have always been- to write and write and write and write- but that did not happen.  I will not allow this to get me down.  It did at first but then I read Kait's reminder, to paraphrase "if your goals need to be tweeked then tweek them as long as they remain measurable."  

So, here goes my tweeking:  I will write four days per week for at least one hour each day.  The week will begin on Monday and end on Sunday.  During my allotted writing time I will not Tweet, FB, email, IM, or have my phone turned on.  I can do it! *I think I can, I think I can... I know I can, I know I can...*  The Lil Nee Nee That Could!


Monday, January 3, 2011

And in this corner, Nee Nee- Round One *ding, ding*

I found a writing challenge that is more "my speed," literally.  Its called A Round of Words in 80 days and the goals are my own so I will not be breaking out in hives because I did not reach 50,000 words in 30 days! (Great news for me and my face because that's where the hives LOVE to congregate!).  So its basically writing with a support team.  We check in twice per week, get inspirational postings through each of the four rounds of the year, and get to chat/gather on Twitter via #ROW80.  A community of writers who actually have lives and responsibilities (sigh)... what more could a girl ask for? *tear* I could ask for more but this is an excellent beginning to my year....


My #ROW80 Goals:
I will write for at least one hour each day.  Ideally, I will write between 7pm and 8pm EST but because I actually have a life and things happen beyond my control, I reserve the right to change the actual time yet stick to the duration.  During my writing hour (or more) I will NOT turn on my Tweetdeck or the television or the radio (ok, maybe the radio can stay) but I will turn off my phone.  I can live without my phone for an hour (I think... I hope... sheesh, withdrawal symptoms are creeping upon me as I type.) I have been developing my storyline and characters for about a week now and still have more to work on but my research/development time will not be counted as writing time.  


I'm excited about #ROW80 and excited about my story! A toast to all that are participating (I would actually have a drink but its still "light-time"... I can't drink while the sun is up! Yep, I'm THAT person!)