Sorry had to share 
I’m too excited not to-
http://accentuateservices.com/blog/2009/09/16/birth-theme-contest-winners/comment-page-1/#comment-1135
Starting back up. August 12, 2009
I am so happy to receive emails telling me you guys can come to the August meeting! I feel like I am getting my life back after being gone for so long, and you guys are one of the best parts of it.
I will be sending out an email regarding the technicalities of the meeting soon!
B
Possible note of interest July 21, 2009
Hey guys, I know that not all of you write fiction but for those of you who do I recently came across this fairly small scale contest for short stories, with prizes and a chance to get published in an anthology. If you’re interested the link to the contest site is:
http://www.accentuateservices.com/AS/node/13
I am planning to enter something in this month
Also if you are totally uninterested in the contest there is also a writers forum hosted by a freelance author/editor where you can go to post your work and have it critiqued by the community of writers there. Now I know that seems like the scariest thing in the world but the people there are super nice and helpful. They answer all kinds of questions no matter what the type of writing. Interested? Here’s the link:
http://accentuatewritersforum.com/files/
And finally if you only want suggestions on editing and grammar for things as diverse as online articles to resumes, the editor of the aforementioned websites, Michelle Devon, has a blog in which she posts things about common mistakes and errors she comes across when she is editing manuscripts and such. The link for that is:
http://edit-proofread-hints-tips.blogspot.com/
Hope everyone is still finding time to write, and think about the Spots during your busy lives
Much love!!
Lost in WordPress July 4, 2009
Hello Inksters,
It’s Roz! I am finally taking a deeper look at this blog thing and hope what I am writing shows up…who knows. I need like a tutorial on this thing. So I discovered that writing is actually therapeutic and plan to start blogging about preparation for my show, just so I can get my thoughts out. Also, I am embarking on writing a possible book, YES, with chapters. I have a title and am excited about getting started. Well, I will keep in touch!
How do I post a pic of me and my info? Brenda? Linda? Anybody?
Argh June 2, 2009
Ok so I’m sitting here with the most horrendous kinds of writer’s block so I thought I might ramble on a little here maybe help getting the juices flowing. Maybe it’ll just be a nice break from tearing my hair out in unimaginative frustration.
I was reading this article the other day that said that “sleeping on it” was just about the worst advice to give to someone with writer’s block. It stated and I quote “writers write, everyone else just makes excuses.” Wanting desperately to someday be a decent writer, I have tried to take that tidbit to heart. But sitting here right now sleep deprived and brain dead, I hate that advice so much it hurts.
For some reason I get my best inspiration for writing, when I’ve got too many other things going on to sit down and actually write. I’ve been sitting here for the past week, finally done with school, finally done with work, taking a hiatus from my entire life to try and get some of the craziness in my brain down on paper. And yet that’s all that I’ve been doing. Sitting there. In front of a blank computer screen. A blank word document. Cursor blinking at me like a timer, measuring out uninspired moments of my life. Ticking away.
It’s doing it right now. Blinking at me. Waiting impatiently for me to decide what comes next. Always one step ahead of me. Like it already knows whats coming. Its just waiting for me to figure it out. Blink. Blink. Blink.
If cursors could talk I bet I know what mine would say. Hurry up.
Cause the faster you type the faster I move. And we all know that everyone’s always just jonesing for that extra bit of speed. Go. Go. Go.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
I’m still waiting. Waiting on you. Always waiting. You dictate, I liberate. Putting the words down on the page so you can be free of them. They aren’t caged up in that crazy brain anymore. They fall down here. They come alive. I come alive. Skimming across the page as fast as you’ll let me. Always ready for more.
Blink. Blink.
We’re a team you and I. A dynamic duo. An inseparable pair. Neither complete without our better half. Well, your better half. My other half is … struggling. But don’t let it get you down kid. As a wise woman once said, ‘you are the wind beneath my wings.’ I’m nothing without you. Blink. Well not nothing per se, just a little immobile at times.
Blink. Blink. Blink. Blink.
You really make a great sidekick. Making it possible for me to do all the fantastic things I do. I mean did you see my output last month? That short story was fantastic. Yeah that research you did helped a bit, and you know that twist ending was kinda clever, if that’s what your into. But did you see how those letters lined up? One right after the other. Yea, that was me. And those spaces? Hot damn, they were so even they could have made an obsessive compulsive cry for joy.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
Would a cape make me look fat? I think it might actually be quite slimming. Flying out behind me over the letters I create. Blink. Just a thought. Blink. Blink. Maybe play up this dynamic duo angle a bit. Blink. If you’re into it. Blink. Blink. Think bout it.
Blink. Blink. Blink.
And so the blinking continues. Distracting me. Mocking me. Inviting me to make up clever dialogue for it rather than for my story. Perhaps pen and paper would give me a bit more leeway.
Then again, I wouldn’t want to offend my cursor.
In Which I Return To Graduate May 17, 2009
Okay so it seems as though our blog hasn’t been feeling the love lately so i thought id share a bit about my Europe trip with anyone who might want to know. I’d like to do so in the form of a game I like to call good idea, bad idea. It goes a little something like this:
Flying to Europe: Good Idea
Getting to customs and not knowing where you’re actually staying: Bad idea
Flying in business class with the seats that go flat: Good idea
Announcing to the whole cabin, who all paid thousands of dollars for their tickets, that you are awed by the complimentary three dollar chapstick: Not so good idea
Packing all your stuff into one travel bag because you opted out of bringing that extra sweatshirt: Seemingly good idea
Realizing too late that it’s really f-ing cold in London: Chilly idea
Riding the London Underground’s “Picadilly Train to Cockfoster’s”: Funny idea
Listening to step-dad giggle about Cockfoster’s for the next three days: Less funny idea
Drinking at a pub in London: Good idea
Eating at a pub in London: Bad idea
Watching street performers (break dancing is back): Good idea
Being hounded by street performers for tips after the show: Bad idea
Checking out the fashions abroad: Good idea
Realizing that London has time-warped back to the leg warmers and neon colors of the eighties: Frightening idea
Visiting Madame Tussard’s wax museum: Good idea
Fighting all the other tourists to get one decent picture of a wax statue: Bad idea
Confusing wax statues with real people and waiting for them to get out of your way: Embarassing idea
Not mocking the accents in England: Difficult to accomplish but still good idea
Not knowing the language in France: Bad idea (Bonejure, pairlay voo le english?)
Eating in Paris: Fantastic idea
Eating in London: Terrible idea
Trying new foods all over Paris: Good idea
Going back to the same restaurant every night in Paris because you’ve befriended the waiter: Better idea
Ruining mom’s pictures by making goofy faces: Good idea
Dealing with mom after she realizes you’ve ruined her pictures: Bad idea
Walking by the Eiffel Tower: Good idea
Being assaulted by a million peddlers trying to sell you mini key-chain Eiffel Towers: Bad idea
Visiting the Louvre: Unamusing idea
Seeing the Venus de Milo’s plumber’s crack: Amusing idea
Taking an open bus tour around Paris: Good idea
Taking an open bus tour around Paris in the rain: Bad idea
Driving by the Moulin Rouge: Good idea
Driving by the Sexodrome, Erotic Supermarket, and overall Sex Shop next door to the Moulin Rogue: Hilarious idea
Looking out from the top of the Arc De Triomphe: Good idea
Climbing the three hundred stairs it takes to get to the top of the Arc De Triomphe: Bad idea
Agreeing to let your step-dad order that third bottle of wine on your last night: Bad idea
Continuing to drink with your step-dad through the fifth bottle of wine on your last night: Worse idea
Having an enormous hangover for the eleven hour flight back to Dallas: MOST HORRIBLE IDEA EVER
Letting my step-dad pay for everything the whole trip: Really great idea
So in a nutshell that was my trip. And as you probably have guessed i am perfectly willing to gush about it in person if you’re really curios. Hope everyone is enjoying May.
May 3, 2009
How long does it take for you to love someone?
How does it take for you to stop waiting for someone to love you?
How much can you take before you break and make it impossible for the next guy?
“And you, you’re a jerk” April 27, 2009
My best friend tonight was rereading some of her xanga entries from 4-5 years ago. Makes me wish I didn’t delete my sweetcynic xanga account which I did because of a bad breakup. I guess I still have my bravenewlinda account. Rereading old journal entries is the number 1 reason why everyone should keep a journal. For serious.
Anyway. I’m reading along with her and this snippet she posted in November of 2004 made me laugh and nod.
Why is it that when a guy tells a woman he loves her, often it’s accompanied in some fashion by, “I’ve only told x number of women that I love them.” The x is always a small number and usually includes their mother. It’s like they get points for loving very few people. I think it’s more to do with the fact that they realize being in love isn’t a joke, so by only having told a few people they can impress on the woman they are in love with that they take this seriously, but I usually have a negative reaction to reading or hearing this. It’s like, I’m so damn picky and think so highly of myself that I couldn’t find anything lovable in all the other women I’ve screwed, but you, you’re special. A mean little part of me always hopes that the woman they are opening themselves up to responds, “And you, you’re a jerk.” But that could be my hormones talking.
Friendship April 26, 2009
Dear Inkspotters,
You are adding years to my life.
See? Read this article.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/04/21/health/21well.html?_r=1&emc=eta1
Love,
Linda
Pain April 26, 2009
It’s a sad day when a song you once loved becomes very very annoying.
Rest in Peace:
1. “Nothing Fancy” – Dave Barnes
2. “Love Song” – Sara Bareilles
3. “Breathe” – Faith Hill
4. “A Moment Like This” – Kelly Clarkson
5. “Over my Head” & “How to Save a Life” – The Fray
6. The entire One Republic Album
7. “The Way I Am” – Ingrid Michaelson
8. “Goodbye My Lover” and some other song about being beautiful – James Blunt
9. “I’m Yours” – Jason Mraz
10. “Wagon Wheel” – Old Crow Medicine Show
What songs have you played so much you killed them, you melodic murderer?
