Not One of Those Days

Everyone around me has begun writing. My very best friend is a playwright/screenwriter, my boyfriend is a novelist. I naturally surround myself with incredibly creative people, and most days i love it. Today is not one of those days.

I've whined (read: bitched) about that a lot on this blog, other forms of social media, and out loud, but I just can't seem to get over this pity party. So I see things like the above quote and I think "I'll write on my blog about that!" And here I am, having a pity party again.

Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, I love them o so dearly. I love their creative spark, I love their drive, I love their passion. I just hate being the one in the bunch who never does any writing, who doesn't even try!!! NANOWRIMO comes up in just two short weeks and I know I'll be going through a period of guilt all month for not doing it. Again. Same as I haven't for the last 6 years. But I want to. I really do. That want just isn't enough for it to happen I guess.

We Shouldn't Give The Words More GroupLove Than Necessary

I started this blog because I thought if I blogged things I really cared about, I would be more likely to write. Well, I thought I really cared about my walk with Christ, my depression and my fashion. Well, if the brevity and general absence of my posts says anything, then I guess I don't care about those things.

But I do. I guess I have finally learned that just because I don't write every day, that doesn't mean I'm not a writer. The fact that I see the world in words and not pictures. Because I do. I see everything not by a brush stroke but a collection of letters so intent on having a meaning that they do not consider their own individuality.

This is why I am a writer. And that is why I am finally okay with leaving this post with no more words than this.

Freelance Writing....For Real This TIme

Today I went into a meeting at City Hall. (dun-dun-dun!) No I'm not in trouble (shocking, yes?). About a month ago I went to a Greeley Young Professionals Meeting in which the City of Greeley unveiled their newest ad campaign entitled "Greeley Unexpected".

I won't lie. I was incredibly impressed by it. It was exactly what Greeley needed. Not an image revamp, but a closer look at what makes Greeley what it is and why we as patrons and citizens of the city should invest ourselves more into it. Afterwards I talked to the woman who presented and told her just that. Somehow we ended up talking shop and there I was sitting in her office today, nervous as heck, sweaty from the drive without A.C. in Brutto and of course exhausted.

And she asked me the most beautiful question a writer could ever hope to hear "Would you be willing to do some writing for our blog?"

YES. YES. YES. OF COURSE. YES.

She asked me a few more questions concerning my schedule and what sort of experience I have. Namely, am I comfortable in front of a camera? From my days in the legislature (both working and testifiying) and as an intern for the Montana Cowboy Poetry Festival doing t.v. commercials and radio interviews you could say I am.

I've been in a slump lately. I won't lie. I don't like my jobs (100% because they don't do anything to further my career) and I'm burned out. Yet today, all those seemingly small things I did in the past prepared me for today, getting one of my first freelance projects. Hearing words like reference letters and portfolios? I'm a big kid! And maybe, all those days I've spent working for Housing and IT will prepare me again in the future.

All of this to say I need to warm up my blogging fingers because it has really been awhile since I devoted any sort of time to the blog realm of writing. I've had a pretty serious itch lately to start fashion blogging. I check my blog lovin' feed on the daily, and I know I dress well enough. The main thing getting in my way?

A camera! With just a phone camera and a mirror that shows my rat cage and generally my dog chewing a bone behind me it doesn't really capture the image I'm looking for. So that's something I'm working on figuring out. Dadblammit if I'm going to waste my life at dead end jobs I may as well get some time in researching while I'm at it!