So, today is my 26th birthday, and I honestly cannot believe that I am
twenty-six. Twenty-six just seems so old, and way too close to thirty for my
liking. But, regardless, of how I feel about getting older, and closer to
thirty, I have decided that I cannot obsess
over it. If I do I think I will just feel worse about myself, and my
shortcomings in life. So, I want to focus on the positive aspects of my turning
twenty-six. I mean I should be celebrating the fact that I have survived
twenty-six years on this earth without once ever being run over by a bus, car,
or god forbid a herd of angry elephants. I think that is a accomplishment to be
proud of and it deserves celebration, not mourning. So, today I want to
celebrate the good things about my life not the goals I have yet attain.
So, here's to surviving long enough to turn twenty-six, and living long
enough to survive god-forbid thirty.
Before, I end this post I just wanted to say thank you to all of my friends
and family who have made this birthday truly wonderful and memorable. I truly
appreciate all of the birthday cards, gifts, emails, text messages, phone
calls, facebook messages, and tweets I have been receiving at an alarming rate throughout
the day. I don't think my blackberry has ever worked so hard. I am truly appreciative to everyone that took
time out of their day to make me feel so very special today. You are all
wonderful and pretty amazing.
So, thank you to everyone who has made this birthday amazing, and for
helping me stay positive when all I really want to do is wallow in my own self
pity.
--Bridget
Here are some picture of me on my birthday! The first picture is of me with the beautiful flowers my parents sent me for my birthday.:)
So, I came across a video by LittleRadge on You Tube not too long ago titled “A Day in the life of no internet,” and it really got me thinking. What would I do if the internet didn’t exist? How would I pass the time? How would I talk to my friends and family? How would I survive? The internet has become such an integral part of my life.Honestly, I really don’t know what I would do without it.
Trying to think back I don’t really remember what I did before computers, and the internet came into existence. I am one of those lucky people that was fortunate enough to be born into a generation where the internet is kind of …well, everything, and computers were always around. It is so strange to think about what I did before the internet pretty much took over the world. I guess I did things like read and explored nature, and I’m sure I slept a lot more. Maybe I even used my imagination to play games like cops and robbers, or save the damsel in distress before she is slaughtered by the nasty pit bull next door.
To be perfectly honest, I don’t really remember what I did to pass the time when I was growing up, but I’m pretty sure it didn’t include updating my twitter status every five minutes, or chatting with random strangers on Omegle. I do, however, remember playing computer games like the Oregon Trail. I swear, I think I died every time I tried to forge that damn river on my quest for gold and wealth. (If the river didn’t kill you the dysentery would.)
Computers have always been part of my life. I still remember when my family got AOL. I think that is when things really changed for everyone. IM’s started to replace phone calls. Instead of telling my brother dinner was ready I could just IM him, even though, he was probably sitting two feet away from me.
Soon after that everything just exploded, and websites like Google become essential to finding answers to everything you could imagine, even if you spelled it wrong. As embarrassing as this is to admit I use Google as a spell check...a lot.
The internet has been a huge part of my life. Without it I don’t think I would have met 70% of my facebook friends list. I have met so many amazing people from all over the world because of the internet. So, I want to say thank you internet I am really glad you exist. Without you I would be friendless, and would have died of boredom before the ripe old age of 18.
"I was working on
the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a comma. In the
afternoon I put it back again. "
--Oscar
Wilde
So, it's official I am a NaNoWriMo WINNER! Yesterday, I submitted my manuscript
of 56,324 words. It may never be read by another human being or make the NY
Times best seller list, but I don't care!
It may be the worst novel ever penned,
but I don't care because I wrote a 56,324 word novel in a month's time,
and that is a huge accomplishment no matter how horrible the novel is. I am
proud of achieving my NaNoWriMo goal. I don't think I could have spent my November
any other way.
I know my last blog post was a little bleak ...okay maybe
more than a little bleak, but what can I say NaNoWriMo is a taxing experience.
Participating is NaNoWriMo was probably one of the best decisions I have made
this year. NaNoWriMo was exhausting, frustrating, taxing, infuriating,
aggravating, maddening, fun, amusing, entertaining, horrifying, and compelling.
NaNoWriMo is a mixed bag of emotions . Every time, I sat down at my computer to
write I never knew what emotions my novel would bring out in me. Sometimes I
would write for hours on end not really paying attention to what I was really
writing, but I just needed to get everything down. Those were my best writing days, because I
would read over what I read afterwards, and I couldn't believe what I had
written. I remember reading back a conversation I had written between my two
main characters (Chloe and Ethan), and actually falling out of my chair because
I was laughing so hard.
I had a lot of good writing days, but I also had a lot of
bad. There were days especially towards the end where I couldn't even muster
the will to write. The plot got sloppy;
the characters got boring, and my novel just completely fell to apart ,and I
couldn't figure out how to fix it. It was frustrating and I was ready to
quit. I remember calling my friend Luke
the night I wrote my last blog post. I had just posted it to BlogSpot, and I was in hysterics and crying because I
couldn't figure out how to fix my novel . I think I pretty much convinced him I
am completely nuts, but when I finally stopped talking Luke calmed me down, and
gave me some basic advice. He pretty much told me I needed to walk away and
forget about it for a few days. Luke's a freelance journalist . He writes about
the economy and war and even spent 2 years in Africa, and a year in Iraq
writing about war, and the impact it has had on the people there. He is an amazing writer, and he knows what he
is talking about so I decided to just follow his advice. I just walked away and forgot all about Chloe
and Ethan for two whole days. It was the best advice I've ever taken.
When I sat down to write again my frustration was gone, and I was able
to fix my novel and turn it into something I could be proud of.
NaNoWriMo wasn't easy and I never expected it to be. It was
the hardest thing I have ever written and I did it in a month. I seems strange
to think that I wrote a novel in only a month, because it seems like it took so
much longer than that. I am happy I decided to participate this year because I
have learned so much about not only myself but about how I write, and what does
and does not work. NaNoWriMo is a
learning experience and an invaluable experience at that.
I would like to thank
everyone for putting up with me for the past month. This experience hasn't been
easy and I'm glad that you trudged through the process with me. I'm sure my
twitter updates were less than inspiring the past few weeks.
--Bridget
Pictures:
Here is a picture of me on the only day I really spent outside playing with the dog in November.
Favorite song at the Moment: Is a tie between "I belong to you"-Muse and "Down for the Count"-Bowling for Soup. I know it is totally random, but I can't stop hitting the repeat button.
Book that I am reading at the moment: I'm between three at the moment. " My sunshine" by: Catherine Anderson, " Harry, A History" by: Melissa Anelli, and "13 Little Blue Envelopes" by: Maureen Johnson.
There's nothing like catching H1N1 to put a damper on your NanoWriMo dreams. I am 100% certain there is no possible way I will be finishing this year. So, far I have 35,898 words penned, and plot full of loose ends that is literally falling apart at the seams, and characters that are not as interesting as I hoped they would be. Usually my characters write themselves, but not this time around. This time around they are literally begging not to be written about.
My NanoWriMo novel is a mess and not even a hot mess...UGH!
So,I have decided that I am not giving up on it yet. Although, I can't bring myself to even work on it I will trudge through this mess and try to salvage something. I swear it's like watching a horrific tragedy unfold right in front of you only instead of a horrible car wreck it's my novel.
On the bright side only 7 days left of this and then I can have a life again.YAY!
Well, that's enough complaining for now. Until next time...
--Bridget
Because I have been in such a foul mood over my novel. Here is a picture of me that always makes me smile.:)
So it
has been a few days since I have updated this. Sorry Internet I know I am
seriously lacking. But I figure you better get used to it because the updates
will probably be non-existent over the next month or so. This will be due to
the fact that I am participating in Nanowrimo this year as well as working full
time and taking a Spanish class. So I will be a busy little beaver during
November. Here's to making it out alive Internet! ( I know fat chance right?)
I am
actually feeling rather nervous about participating in Nanowrimo this year. I
don't know if it's because I have never done anything like this before, and I
have absolutely no clue where to start, or if it's the fact that this story no
matter how badly written will be available to the public. Now I can deal with
being the unprepared first-timer. The way I see it everyone has to start somewhere,
and I am hoping that I will learn a lot from my mistakes. It will be an experience
I can hopefully be proud of in the end. I mean writing 50,000 words in one
month's time is no easy feat, and is a huge
accomplishment in itself. I think that the bulk of my nervousness is stemming
from the fact that no matter how this goes good or bad my novel will be
available publicly. Which usually doesn't bother me, but I just feel like a
month is too short of a time span to perfect anything. But I will have to give
it my best shot.
I
really should be a lot more nervous about writing this than I actually am, but
truth be told I have had the idea for this novel floating around in my head for
2 years now, and I am kind of excited to finally have the opportunity to sit
down and actually write it.
I am
excited to see where my characters will take this story. Unlike most writer's I
only have a rough sketch as to how this novel will unfold. I am relying on my
strong character's to help this story evolve. I know that sounds a little crazy
not having a plan, but I don't know if I can write this story like I have
others. Normally when I write I have pages beyond pages of detailed outlines,
character analysis, quotations, research notes ect. For this story I have none
of that. Just a rough sketch and a head full of witty dialogue I cannot wait to
pen.
I feel
a little like I am throwing caution to the wind and hoping for the best, but
maybe it will work to my advantage in the end.
As I
am writing this it is 11:44 p.m. on Halloween night. Just 14 minutes until the
kick off of Nanowrimo. While I am dying to get started I will probably wait
until tomorrow when I am thinking more clearly and the panic of being totally
unprepared for this great task has fully sunk in.
Well I
guess this is it Internet I will try to update when I can, but consider this my
month long hiatus! See you all in December!:)
So, a few days ago I wrote about the frustrations of losing my flash drive and the havoc it is now reeking on my life. If you are a writer that relies mainly on technology to produce your work you know that it can be absolutely devastating when you lose the one piece of technology that hold’s the accumulation of your life’s work. I mean in an instant everything that you have spent your life trying to accomplish can simply vanish leaving you with nothing to show for your blood sweat and tears. So you can imagine my panic and complete and utter frustration when it comes to the missing flash drive that currently contains my entire existence.
They say everything happens for a reason. Now, I don’t know who “they” are but “they” are wrong. I mean what reason could there possibly be for me to lose my flash drive? I mean what greater purpose could that possibly serve? I don’t know if this is just the anger talking but “they” can shove their greater purposes and their “everything happens for a reason” bullshit where the sun doesn’t shine. I just want my flash drive back!
Yes, I do realize I sound like a whiney 5 year old, but I can’t help it I’m a little agitated by this whole predicament I’ve suddenly found myself in.
I suppose every writer will eventually experience something close to this type of predicament. But I really do not find this thought very comforting.
Being an English major I have known a lot of writers and I know that I am not the only one to go through this, and I will most definitely not be the last but it doesn’t make my frustration with the situation go away. I will just have to deal with it. I guess all that I can do is take one day at a time and deal with the crappy life situations as they come.
Thank you for reading my rant and stay tuned!
--Bridget
Here's a picture of me really pissed off after work a few days ago. Don't even ask about the button if you value your life.;)
Can I just say I have the most amazing best friend!
Just look at what she sent me in the mail today!
That's right internet... it's a Edward/ Jacob/ Twilight themed Halloween card!
Here's what the inside said... It's a little corny, but it definitely made my day:
This made me laugh for about 10 minutes and it definitely made my day after the awful week I have had so far. So, I just wanted to say a quick thank you to her for being so thoughtful, and for finding me the best inside joke card there ever was.
Thanks Marcie you are still the greatest!
--Bridget
P.S. I finally got this in the mail today and I am sooooo excited!
How are you? How's the family? And your dog...Fluffy...that's his name right?...yes, well how's fluffy doing?
Have I distracted you with my casual conversational banter yet?
I guess not...
Well, I know you are probably wondering where the (please forgive my French) fuck all those wonderfully witty posts that I promised you earlier this week are. I mean I promised you updates about my life thus far, and as of right now I have failed to deliver them. I am officially the epitome of the cable guy that makes you wait at home between the hours of 1p.m. - 3p.m and never shows up. Well internet there is a very simple explanation for that...I am an asshole. Yeah, I know I said it, and I will say it again...I'm an asshole. I know I am despicable, the scum of the earth, and I feel really bad about that. But, I do have a very good reason for my lack of posts, and it is simply that the flash drive containing my pre- written posts is officially M.I. FREAKIN' A.!
Over the past week while I was supposed to be working I have been writing various blog posts detailing every mundane detail of my pathetic life. I have been saving them on my flash drive, so I can upload them later in the privacy of my own home where the evil IT guys won't yell at me for going on the internet for "personal use." So instead of working like a good little employee I wrote a total of four posts filled to the brim with sarcasm and wit with a little humor mixed in for good measure. However, after I saved these amazing Pulitzer Prize winning posts to my flash drive on Thursday night my flash drive flew the coop, and has not been seen since. I've search high and low and I cannot find that little treasure of technology anywhere.
Let me tell you internet this is making me very nervous. I mean not nervous in the sense that I have sex tapes or incriminating pictures saved on there, but nervous in the sense that my life of literary work is saved on that flash drive. I literally have everything from my nanowrimo novel to the worst essay I have ever written (which coincidentally was for Pols104 a class I took for 2 weeks before dropping it in my sophomore year of college.) My entire writing history is on that flash drive, and it is a little unnerving to think that it could be lost forever. It's not that I would feel embarrassed if someone came across it and read that horrible Walt Whitman essay I wrote for English 285, or my Harry Potter Fan fiction I never finished. Because that doesn't bother me one bit. I mean all English major's have to bullshit an essay or two at some point right? What does bother me is the fact that my work is out there and I have absolutely no control over what happens to it now. I mean think about it what if I wake up in January and find out my nanowrimo novel is a best seller, and the guy who stole my flash drive changed the ending. I mean that would be absolutely horrible. I don't want people seeing my work especially if it is unfinished. I want to be the one to decide how and when my work is made public. I don't like the fact that some jerk could do anything he wants with my unfinished work. It's just really frustrating and I wish I could find my flash drive.
Anyway, I think I am done venting, and I will try to do something about recreating the genius that was those lost posts. So stay tuned.
--Bridget
Here's a pic that summarizes mood right now. ( This was taken at monster golf in Windsor Locks.)
Here's a pic of me missing the clown's mouth 16 times in a row.:( Here's a fun fact about me...I suck at golf of any kind.
For those of you that thought I was exaggerating about my dog in yesterday's post here's proof that this rather large fur ball is dominating on the bed space front...
Anyway, I hope all is well internet and don't fret I am working on those posts I promised earlier this week. So stay tuned!:)
Okay, so, I woke up today to the same epic battle that has been raging since the day my brother brought home our dog Spy. Every night for the past two years whenever my little brother get's up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night my dog plans a daring escape from my brother's room. I swear it is like he thinks he is Sirius Black escaping from Azkaban every single night for the past two years! Anyway, everyday for the past two years I have woken up to my dog being just a little too close for comfort. When he isn't dominating the bed with his giant body or licking me awake he finds other ways to let me know he has successfully escaped the confines of my brother's prison. I love my dog like a child, but every night I must wage war against him for space on the bed, and it is starting to get old. I mean how could you kick this out of your bed.?
He is just so cute! Until he starts to snore that is...
Anyway, I guess the great war for bed space domination will have to continue on until one of us dies or moves.
You have been severely neglected lately and I want to begin this post by saying that I am awfully sorry about that. Time seems to be stuck on the fast forward button for me lately, and before I could even blink a whole month had passed by, and I completely forgot that this blog along with twitter, facebook, youtube and the 100 other sites I used to frequent religiously even existed. Sorry about that by the way.
So, I guess this is the part where I apologize profusely and give you a million and one excuses for my absence. In the interest of saving time I have narrowed down the excuses for my hiatus to only ten, and don't worry I made them good. So here they are:
1) I was attacked by killer ninja's.
2) I was held hostage in Germany by a portly Japanese man in Lederhosen.
3) My dog ate my computer?
4) I had a steamy love affair with a handsome German pop-star that ended very badly.
5) My second cousin on my mother's side's husbands brother's sister-in-law died in a tragic lawn mowing accident. It was a very sad day for the family:'(
Am I getting close yet internet? Are you starting to feel forgiving yet?.... Not yet?
6) My car was firebombed by deranged chimpanzee's escaping from the zoo.
7) I was forced to join the witness protection program after witnessing the horrific murder of a clown named Mabel.
Am I getting close to falling back into your good graces yet?
8) Robots...need I say more.
9) Magic trick gone horribly wrong?
10) I kid napped Spy and moved to the Cayman Islands to live in the lap of luxury with the millions of dollars I siphoned off customer's accounts at the bank.
So, as you can see I have been terribly busy as of late....I mean seriously I've been so busy I missed a whole month and a half's worth of VlogBrother videos...Now that internet is busy.
So, ummmm yeah... I guess you didn't fall for my pathetic excuses ( I mean really who firebomb's car's in Connecticut anymore besides Martha Stewart? And she hardly does that anymore...) So I guess this is the part where I am forced to tell you the real truth about my hiatus which is...I've forgotten all about you internet. I'm sorry. My life has been hectic between work, school, traveling and those late night car firebombing that I've has no time to even tweet about my life. Life get's that way sometimes, but hopefully things will start to die down soon and life will get back to mind numbingly normal. So there you have it internet the only kernel of truth in this oversized bucket of lies.
Anyway, I am done with apologies. They make me tired and I'm pretty sure my employer still frowns upon sleeping on the job...but don't worry they only slightly grimace at you when you update your blog in between customers. Nonetheless, I am back and for the moment you have my word that I have no scheduled or unscheduled hiatus planned for a while, so expect more regular updates not only here but also on twitter, facebook and youtube and everywhere else I frequent on the internet.
So this is the part of the blog where I unveil my evil plot to take over the world...or my future plans for posts...whichever you prefer to call it. Because I want to update you about my life over the past few weeks that we have been apart, and because I have a strong dislike for writing novel length blog posts expect a few semi-long blog posts over the next few days. I promise they will be semi-entertaining and maybe even informative. So stay tuned internet!
Bridget
Today's Obsessions:
Song: It's a tie between " Uprising" By: Muse and " I'm Yours" By: Jason Mraz
Outfit: Black and silver sweater dress paired with Dior belt, black leggings and black Michael Corrs ballerina flats = Instant love.
Hello, my name is Bridget Wild. I am a 27 year old nerd-diva obsessed with books, writing and really bad sci-fi television. I have a love for all things pink, designer handbags and shopping... did I mention that I love shopping? I am usually pretty interesting so stick around and enjoy the chaos and drama that is my life.
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