Monday, December 8, 2014

Family

Family is everything, even if we have our differences and argue at times. I love family, the concept  of it and the idea of all of it. I love getting together with my older children and their spouses and their children. I like visiting with my siblings and their families.  I miss having a complete family though. Complete to me is having a husband. With two failed marriages I'm not sure I would trust another chance at it. And I don't miss my ex-husbands in the least. I miss the idea of a happy marriage though. I miss the good times, which were not too often, in both marriages. The bad was real bad and completely outweighed the good.

This is why I love quails. They are my favorite bird and have been for as long as I can remember. One time I was driving through the post office by my house to drop off letters into one of the big blue postal mail boxes. A family of quail crossed in front of my car. There was a mom, a dad, and six, I believe, babies. I know that the quail mate for life and both the male and female take care of their babies. I love that. I sat in my car in awe of this beautiful family crossing my path.
Where I live now I see many families of quail. I still sit in awe of them. They somehow give me hope, maybe one day I'll have a soul mate too. Maybe the old saying third times a charm will actually work for me.






Sunday, November 30, 2014

Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. All of my children and grandchildren under the same roof. This Thanksgiving was one of the best ever! Everything turned out great, the fellowship, the food, and the fun that we all had. Laughter that made the stomach hurt was awesome. My grandchildren and my son Bo, and myself could hardly wait for Kurtis, and his wife to come over. They live in Flagstaff so we don't get to see them too often. Kurtis, is all the kids favorite, he doesn't have kids and so he pays these kids a lot of attention and love and wrestles with them any time he's in town.
Kurtis playing with his nieces and nephews and lil brother (Bo, who is on Kurt's back) Kurt's dog was very worried that he was getting hurt.

My first four children (Bo, my 14 year old was golfing that's why he's not in this).

Me in the purple shirt, Karen my oldest child (36), Keny (35) behind Karen,
Keith (32) behind me, and Kurtis (31) on the very left.

My son on the left with his wife Tarah in front of him, my son Keny and his wife Natalie in front of him and their
3 kids in the front (Riley, Landon and Kaylah) in the back in my son Keith, then next to Keith is Karen, my daughter with 2 of
her kids, (Lauryn and Trinity)

Friday, November 21, 2014

Coming to an end

It saddens me that this semester is coming to an end. I love this class and especially the teacher and all that she's taught me. I loved getting to know some of the students as well. I wish that there was a part two so that I could continue. It feels like a novel or even a movie that I've watched and loved. When it's over I want there to be a part two. I'm not done, I want more. I don't feel like this in most, if any of my other classes. Usually I am so glad it's over and that I get to choose new classes. Not that the teacher's in the other classes aren't good but because I probably just got overwhelmed and need a break. I guess like the saying goes: All good things must come to an end. I'll try to remember the other part of the saying though, but the next experience awaits. 




Thursday, November 20, 2014

Sunsets


I took these pictures the other night during the sunset. I am always so amazed at the sunsets in Arizona. 
I've lived in many states in my life, this is by far my favorite state for seeing the sun set. 
What beauty! It looks like the sky is on fire. 
I have heard that people admire the sunset, not just because it's so mesmerizing but also because mentally we know it means the start of relaxation after a day at work. I think that makes sense.

The heavens declare the glory of God and the sky above proclaims His handiwork. Psalms 19 (KJV). 
I think God's handiwork is awesome and that His real life painting in the sky is incredible. 

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Outside

I just moved recently, less than a month ago. I love waking up, taking my coffee out back and watching the golfers. I never thought I'd live on a golf course because of the fear of getting hit with one of the golf balls. I use to golf, I know how easy it can be to accidentally hit the ball in the wrong direction.

My back yard is serene, I'm at home, and I haven't felt at home in a real long time. During the day hours I watch a mother bird feed her babies and today they are trying to fly. I watch families of quail, my most favorite bird in the world, travel along the golf course and hide under bushes when they see the golfers. I see lots of jack rabbits all over the course too. At night I hear packs of coyotes yowling. Sometimes these coyotes sound so close it almost scares me. Also at night there are so many stars compared to living in the city. I can't believe how many stars I see every night and how many falling stars I've seen so far. I love my new home.

I love being able to take my laptop out back and write. There's a gentle cool breeze that keeps me cool this time of year. It causes the trees to barely sway and drop some of their leaves. Such peace, such beauty and it gives me inspiration to do what I like best, write.
Golf Course behind my house, my backyard view.

Friday, November 7, 2014

Books

This image I saw on Facebook the other day really made me stop and think about the future. It's crazy how fast technology has taken off and how advanced it's getting in such a short time.



It makes me think that books will become obsolete and that is sad to me. I love books, I love collecting certain books. The future generations will only know electronic books. I use to love, well I still do actually, encyclopedias. I never need to use them any more though. I can find anything I need on the internet. The fact that it's so convenient is making it more valuable to the world's fast pace life style too. 

Sometimes I think the world needs to just slow down a bit. 


Friday, October 31, 2014

What Does It Take To Be A Writer?

That is a question I heard someone ask my cousin who is a writer. He said first you have to have passion. I was shocked, I thought he was going to say you have to go to school and take classes for learning to write.

So I did a research myself on the internet and that question is what I typed into the address bar. Sure enough, several sites came up and said you have to have passion. One website said that you need passion, practice and study. This makes a lot of sense to me, especially since I do have the passion. Just because I do have that passion doesn't mean I am a writer or even good at writing anything. I need to practice, practice makes progress. I have to study, I have to study really hard because I struggle greatly with punctuation especially, and then describing and showing the story not telling it. I have hope, I am going to practice and study very hard. I really want to write and I'd love to write for a living.

I liked this website (the one below) it had some good things to say I thought.


http://www.betterstorytelling.net/writingtools/whatdoesittake.html




Friday, October 24, 2014

Making a New Blog

I have been reading up on blog writing. I want to do another blog when school is out. I'm not sure just yet what topic or subject I want to blog about but, I enjoy blogging a lot and want to continue blogging.

There are so many websites on blogging. One that I like is this one: 
http://www.writersdigest.com/online-editor/the-12-dos-and-donts-of-writing-a-blog
It's a helpful site for the dos and don'ts of blog writing. Another website I love to go to is blogging for dummies.com In fact all of the "for dummies" books and websites are great in my opinion. They make everything easier to understand I think.

One of the tips I really like is to be yourself and to be relatable. I like being able to be myself and I would like others to be able to relate to me and me to them.

I am leaning towards blogging about my family and friends and putting pictures and videos of all of us on it. 

Here are some of the pictures of my family:


My daughter, Karen and Wyatt her youngest (5)

My grandson, my daughter's son Dylan (13)

My oldest granddaughter Lauryn (my daughter's daughter) (17) and me

My daughter Karen (36) and her daughter Trinity (10)

My son Ken (35)

My son Keith (32) and his daughter

My son Kurtis (31) and his wife Tarah

My son Bo (14), his friend Liz and 2 of my grand children, Maycen (10) and Kaylen (7)

5 of my grand children: Riley, Landon, Maycen, Kaylah and Kaylen

Sloopy my baby that I rescued she was
ten days old here, aprox. she is now about 12 weeks old

Me: Teresa at 54 years old


Monday, October 13, 2014

Happy Endings

Today I turned a real situation that happened in my life into a fictional story. It turned out pretty good too I think. I did a few twists and I tweaked the ending to make it more interesting. The real ending is not such a happy one and I wanted it to have a happy ending. It was fun, I could create what I wanted my life to be; even if just in my story.

Writing this story that I did made me realize that I can try and take my real everyday life and turn it into a happy ending. I just need to stay away from those who create crazy drama. I need to stay away from people who are downers and try to suck me into their negativism. I'm going to try harder to be aware of those kind of friends, which really aren't true friends in the first place. My happiness is really my responsibility. I'm not allowing anyone to put anymore of their junk on my already full plate.     

A friend of mine once asked me why I only watch movies and read books that are romantic and funny; that have happy endings. I told her that life is so full of hard times; I want to watch things that make me feel good, that make me laugh; it's like an escape to me. If I know that a story has a sad ending, I'm not going to go watch it or read it. Is there something wrong with wanting a happy ending?


Below is a picture of happy to me. This is my second child Ken (35 yrs. old), with his wife Natalie (32 yrs. old), and their three children Landon (7 yrs. old) on the left, Riley (10 yrs. old) in the middle and Kaylah (5 yrs. old) on the right. 
They found out after their first child (Riley) was a few years old that he had Fragile X Syndrome. Natalie is a carrier of it but, she didn't know.  
They decided that they were going to have no more children. But she was already pregnant with Landon, they were scared but they knew that they would be OK if he had it too. (He is a carrier of FXS, but does not have it). Before she could get her tubes tied she ended up getting pregnant again. Natalie was on birth control pills but she got sick from a bee sting and the pill stopped working so, they ended up with Kaylah (she is also a carrier of FXS but doesn't have it). I am so happy that they are all healthy and happy. Riley also has autism, which comes with FXS, but he's doing great.


Thursday, October 9, 2014

Short Story Writng....Sounds easier but, it's not!

I am finding out how much harder it is to write short stories verses longer ones. I know that there's a reason behind it. I read somewhere that the limited space of short stories requires the writer to stick to what must be included and leave the rest out. Also mastering storytelling in a short form can help you see your novel in a different light. I agree with all of that but, I'm finding it's real hard for me to take a long story and make it short. I have to leave out so much of the details. I admire anyone who can write well, especially short story writers now. 

I long and look forward to the day that I am good at writing anything real well. Especially being descriptive. When I read a novel or, anything for that matter it seems so easy. But for me it is not easy being descriptive,not at all. I think it's a true art to be able to show a story through description and allowing the reader to become so engaged that, they don't want to put the book down. 

One thing I've realized about myself lately is, I would rather read a short story, one that moves at a fast pace. I think life is so fast paced that a lot of us don't want or have the time to read anything that's too long. I've noticed that when someone post a short story on Facebook, I'll take the time to read it but, I'll skip the ones that are too long. Even videos are getting shorter, vines for example. And I find myself skipping over the video's that are more than a minute and watch the short ones. I think it's time to stop and smell the roses; as the saying goes. I've decided to tell myself to slow down, life's too short to rush through it. 




Friday, October 3, 2014

Learning to Write

About six weeks into school and I'm finding that I really suck at English (LOL). Not speaking it but, writing it. Commas, semicolons, periods, sentences, etc.; all of that. I am shocked that I know so much less about writing than I thought I knew. I knew it wouldn't be a breeze but, I did think it would be much less painful than it is. Now it's starting to leave me feeling a whole lot of doubt about whether or not I could actually write a novel. The above picture is how I feel today. :)

I think maybe I should go back and take English 101. (Actually I am going to, I've made up my mind.) Maybe if I took this class I would understand so much more than I do about making sentences. Right now every time I write, even this blog, I wonder if every comma is out of place. I use commas the way I do because that's kinda how I talk I think. When I go back over what I've wrote it always feels right to me. I feel as though I'm walking in the dark and stumbling over objects that I didn't know were in my way now.

I love to write but I want to be good at it. I love to tell stories of my life and stories of my family. Not just the awful parts but also the good parts. I can honestly say though, there aren't a lot of happy times growing up, but there are a few and those are like precious jewels to me. So I will trudge along (LOL) that's how it feels right now. I will not stop learning and I will not stop trying to get better with every sentence that I write. I thank God for the teachers I have because they are real good at their job and really help guide me.


This is my goal, to write like this!

 


Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Blog Writing or Blogging

I really enjoy writing in a blog, or as some call it, blogging. It's freeing, like keeping a journal, except it's on the computer instead of like the journal that I keep by my bedside. If I want to share it publicly I can, or I can keep it totally private, for my eyes only. I can write anything I want to write about and I like that.
Since I love writing and I'm taking classes on writing through MCC, it can be a real asset even for my blog. I want to keep it interesting when I decide to share it with others. The classes that I'm taking are helping me to learn to write correctly, this will help me to keep it interesting I think. The more I learn through my writing classes, the better all my writings, including my blog will be.
Writing is in my blood, I have to write things down all the time, especially if an idea pops into my head and I don't want to forget it, which usually happens when I'm falling asleep. I've learned many years ago not to trust myself to remember those thoughts because almost every time I forget what it was. That's also why I keep a pad and pen in my purse at all times. If I have a mental image I can write it down, when I see something that I want to remember I grab my note pad and pen and jot it down. Sometimes I hear other peoples conversations, not purposely listening to them, but just accidentally and if I like what I hear, I write it down.
 

Monday, September 15, 2014

"The easiest thing to do on earth is not write." (William Goldman)

I love that William Godman said this, because I find that writing is one of the hardest things for me to do. I love to write, I love to tell stories through the written word. I've found that it does not come easy to be really good at it though. Actually it is hard to take a story, whether fiction or nonfiction and make it so good that the readers are not confused or lost. I read part of a book not long ago and was so lost (and this is by a pretty well known writer) that I ended up trying to restart it and I still felt confused, so I just put the book back on my shelf where it will probably always stay. I love to read, but I like to be hooked right from the beginning.
I love the classes that I'm taking for writing this semester, and I'm learning so much more than I ever thought I would. Everyone is so kind in their critiques, I never feel insulted or embarrassed. I appreciate all the feed back that I get, it's extremely crucial to know if I've left them wanting more, or if I've lost them along the way.

The secret of getting ahead is getting started. The secret of getting started is breaking your complex overwhelming tasks into small manageable tasks, and then starting on the first one." (Mark Twain)

This quote by Mark Twain is another favorite quote of mine. Whether for writing or for other things that have nothing to do with writing. If I have any huge task, I've learned by this quote to break it down into small sizes that I can handle, this way I'm not overwhelmed. It works all the time for me.



Sunday, September 7, 2014

Writing Nonfiction

Well I have to say since learning both right now, writing nonfiction and fiction, I thought nonfiction would be so much easier for me to write. It's not made up, it's my story, my life and experiences, how easy, it's already a story, now I just have to write it. But it's not easy at all, it's so personal, it's a lot harder than I thought it would be. It's allowing strangers inside of my past, my thoughts, my hidden secrets and my personal scars of life. I think I'm more private than I realized I was.
But maybe it's the subject of the last nonfiction assignment that I chose to write about that is making me feel this way. I chose to write on abuse, I know abuse all too well. I've been abused by my dad, and watched my mom be abused and take it. I grew up in a home that what the man said went, period. I chose husbands that were of the same mentality. Not that I purposely chose them for that sick mentality, but I was use to it, I didn't think it was wrong. I mean the Bible says to the wife, submit to the husband, it was the only thing I knew, even if I didn't like it. I don't think that is what the Bible, or God is saying now of course, not to allow the husband to abuse the wife or the children. Funny though, my dad and I still disagree, he thinks I am living a life of sin because not only am I divorced, I divorced my husbands, one was bad but doing it two times, just sinful.  I thought this assignment would be so easy. I probably should have chosen a different subject, maybe that would have been a little less troublesome to my heart. Remembering can sometimes be painful and it can even make me feel shameful. Even though I didn't do anything to be ashamed of. I saved myself and my children from being abused, well after I took it for too many years. Maybe that's my guilt, I stayed in too long.


http://www.safehorizon.org/page/10-signs-of-child-abuse-58.html


Sunday, August 31, 2014

Stories of Reality

I find real stories to be fascinating, I like fiction too, a lot, it can be a way of escape for me. But I prefer to write of my real life, good and bad.  And I love to read other's real life stories. In the movie Pretty Woman, a guy is walking around saying that everyone has a story to tell, what's your story? he asks.  I think we all have a story to tell, and I believe it's beneficial for people to get their stories out there, it could help them in a lot of ways, and it can help others reading it too. It's so relieving to feel and to know that you're not the only one going through what ever you may be going through. Just knowing others are going through the same thing that you are going through helps you feel not so alone.

I was agoraphobic for about three years, I took a self help course at home to get through severe anxiety and panic that lead me eventually to being agoraphobic. The woman that was giving the course had once been agoraphobic as well. She said that she wrote a book, and that it helped her so much and she recommends everyone write a book.
(Agoraphobic, also called a shut in, is nothing more than the fear of having a panic attack in front of others or in public, so you don't go out in public) that's the basics of it, but mentally, it's so painful, no matter how hard I tried, just to step foot out of my home, I'd start shaking very hard. I would try walking to the mail box and start uncontrollably shaking.  I still do have some anxiety and sometimes it leads to panic, but I am not agoraphobic any more.

One of the things that I find fascinating is that someone could be writing or telling of their experiences about the same subject that another is writing about and the two stories can come out so completely different. Each one experiences it differently than the other. My two granddaughter's who are best friends, went to the Butterfly Wonderland. When they came over to my home, they both told me about their experience. Although they did both see huge moths and butterflies and a vast amount of them, they could have been at two very different places. One child talked extensively of the the rain forest and colorful flowers and thousands of beautiful, colorful butterflies, how they would even land on you. The other child talked about the stingray aquarium and the beehive and the ant farm. I had to look it up on the internet when they left because I wanted to see for myself. I hadn't heard that there were anything but butterflies, I had no idea there really is a stingray and fish aquarium and there really is an ant farm and bee hive at the Butterfly Wonderland. I sat there smiling, realizing, that that is probably why when I talk to my ex-husband, we both have two very different views of what happened on one of our vacation's when we were married, we were both there, but my experience was quite different than his.






Monday, August 25, 2014

You're Never Too Old To Accomplish Your Dreams

You're never too old to accomplish your dreams, but don't put it off either. I'm 54 years old, I've wanted to be an author since I was 16 years old. I've been told my whole life that this is just a pipe dream, to get a "real" job, then write on the side as a hobby. I wish I would never have listened to others about this, I may have been a famous author by now. Well I'm not listening to those people that can't be positive any more. I am so excited that I have chosen to go back to school and to learn all that I can on becoming a writer, an author.

One of my favorite quotes is by Henry Ford (paraphrased): Whether you think you can or you think you can't, you're right. That has spoke to my heart for years, for different situations. Today it speaks to me about my desire to write a book, and Henry Ford is so right on. If I think I can do it, I can, and I will. Being positive, no matter my age, I can accomplish my dreams.