Nanowrimo

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!:)

--Bridget

 Here's some picture's to remember me by :)

Barbie and Sexual Harrassment

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Life Sucks...Sometimes.

Why, Hello Internet,

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.;)

Hearfelt Thank Yous!

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!

Angry Does Not Even Begin To Explain This

Why, Hello Internet!

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.

           

Undeniable Proof

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!:)

--Bridget

The Epic Battle For Bed Space Continues....

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.

Semi-Heartfelt Apologies

Hello Internet,

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.

Book: Seven Up By: Janet Evanovich

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