Ok so its been a while and my posts are becoming unfrequent. I get that. Maybe this means they're more valuable I'm not sure. Anywho's, let's get down to business.
Writing full time has definitely not taken off. Trying to be a fiance, a manager at a fast food restaurant, and a member of another family doesn't leave much free time, and let's face it, I don't want to work my life away. So I play video games, and by the time this happens I realize I don't have a lot of time to be writing, and so I write fast enough, which is usually like a thousand words an hour in two hour spurts. But full time is ten thousand words a week, and I'm hitting maybe 3 or 4. A little behind to say the least.
Whataburger. . . Actually no moving.
Moving.... well I am moving up to Denton which is about an hour away from here, which coincidentally is just far enough I can't make semi-frequent trips back to see the fiance I'm leaving behind. I won't lie. As the move date has gotten closer, things seem more stressed. I'm more stressed, thats for sure. Having to work is hard enough, but with everything on my plate, dreading leaving, and everything else life has me stressed out. I feel like crying most days, and I do cry on others. I get the feeling I don't get to spend enough time with Kaitlin, but there is simply no time to spend with her. (And for the record, I am not playing the XBOX all that much if at all anymore for the time being. If I say there isn't time, there isn't time.) It's STRESSFUL. I'm mostly packed and its not that the packing or planning rubs my nerves, but its just the idea of moving that drives me up the wall I guess.
Whataburger. After I move, I'll still be working there. Moving along.
Back to writing actually. I received a full scholarship to a writers symposium led by Ted Dekker and the gang, so I'll get to meet him for the second time, and this time I've attended the college he attended back in the day.
Oh wait, you don't believe I met him?
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Anywhos, so the scholarship saved me 700, and the plane, hotel and all that has been paid for by friends and connections. So I'm getting to go on the trip of a lifetime for free virtually. Take that suckers! In all honesty, I'm shocked that this has all come together in the last 48 hours, but somehow it's happened. It's either the most amazing of accidents, or the greatest blessing. I'm probably seeming bipolar since I'm so excited about this and so down about everything else.
But that's my life I suppose. It should improve. . . eventually.
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