Summer Status


It could be said that I have a tendency to binge out a string of posts and then disappear for a while.  It’s not entirely untrue.  I have two blogs, and sometimes I catch myself with a pang of guilt.  How could I post so often on one and seemingly neglect the other?  I have to catch myself though–I have two blogs for a reason, and they serve different functions.  The other is no less thoughtful than this, and is still a space for me to learn how to love myself and others the best that I can.  

I’ve found that in the summer  months, my posting seems to drop significantly.  Ironically, I post more when I’m busy or have a full schedule.  Right now, my days mostly consist of doing laundry and working on different projects.  here isn’t the stress (both good and bad) of school, roommates, and extracurricular commitments.  There’s room to daydream, to fill my headspace with hypotheticals and explore all sorts of possibilities.  I still think as much as ever, but because my schedule is so loose, I can let my mind wander through its conundrums and work itself out without explicitly setting aside time and space to do so in writing.  It feels strange, but it’s also a bit refreshing.  

But, in case you were wondering or wanted an update, I do have something to share with you.  I have been working on several writing projects this summer, and a month or three ago, I mentioned that I was working on a little nugget.  Well, time passes and things grow.  On Saturday, I received the first copy of my book.  Although it’s my fifth, it’s quite surreal to see it come to fruition.  I’ve yet to peek more than a few pages in, perhaps because I’m so surprised to have a tangible copy that to look through it would make it disappear.  A bit superstitious and a smidge in awe–yes, yes, that would probably fit the bill.  

It’s called “Telling Stories: Beautifully Broken”, and is nearly complete.  All I have to do is go through and check the formatting, make a few changes here and there, and it should be ready.  There are a few final decisions to make as well, but I’m quite confident I’ll receive helpful and wise guidance from those around me.  You could say this book is part autobiography, part memoirs–or something of that sort.  Honestly, that just sounds too damn sophisticated for me.  It’s a book of blog posts, is what it is.  The first year’s worth of posts from this site all bound together between two covers.  

If you’re interested in buying a copy, let me know!  The comments are always open, and you can also snag me at vicscribbles17@yahoo.com.  As soon as everything’s ready to go out, I will make sure I get you all the right information.  This summer has been fun, it’s been crazy, and is quickly winding down, but I think I’ve grown and accomplished more than I thought possible.  Well, I had always hoped to do this, but sometimes I don’t believe in myself enough.  Thank God there are people who give me an encouraging shove and kick my ass into gear, people who love and believe in me when I can’t manage to do it myself.  

 

Beloved

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About thefreescribbler

My life is one of words. I am a scribbler, whose thoughts are best expressed through adjectives and phrases and punctuation marks. I would not go so far as to call myself a writer, although many would disagree. I’m characterized more by my unfinished works and half-embodied ideas, scraps of stories and parts of poems. Maybe one day I’ll be a writer, but I’m okay with being a scribbler right now. It fits my personality and style, and best expresses my aims. I’m not trying to create some lofty version of literature. I’m just a kid blogging about life. View all posts by thefreescribbler

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