Free Writing the Night Away

Night Time is the Right Time for a Little Free Writing

Yippee! I write like I tweet…or is it that I tweet like I write?

Night Time is the Right Time to Do a Little Free Writing For MeHey wait a minute! I tweet and write like I talk. That’s it! No silly, I don’t mean messy. Sheesh. Sure I write messy but, what I’m talking about is this tendency I have to babble in verbal conversation.

When I’m writing, I simply put to paper, or screen if you will, my thoughts exactly as they are flowing. I try not to skip a beat. I try to sound in written word exactly as if I’m talking directly to you.

It’s tough to keep up with the thoughts, especially with pen to paper. I type quicker, but I tend to edit A LOT less when I write it. Once I start editing, the tone of free flowing words dissipates, though spelling errors disappear. Side note – > I was pretty sure I made a spelling mistake when I wrote “disapates”.

What was I originally talking about? Twitter! That’s it!

Twitter and writing, or the tone of writing. Mostly what I was going to say was that I love tweeting because with so few characters, it’s even more fun trying to be witty, and talk about having to think. If you’re looking to sound smart on Twitter, you really do have to put a lot of thought into choosing your words wisely.

That’s sometimes quite challenging. Me? Sometimes I just love a challenge.

Twitter is for me. It’s the place I like to be 🙂


End of free writing here.

Side note: Yup, that is exactly word for word my free writing. I even drew a smiley face. I was hoping for about 300 words and it ended up being 246. I’m going to run it through yoast to see how the SEO ranking is for the keyword “free writing”. Just for curiosity sake though because I’m not going to make any changes. I think it’s fun just the way I wrote it. One spelling mistake and one “I’m” instead of I. Not bad if I do say so myself.

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Writing Makes Me Happy

Writing is Healing

Just keep writing…just keep writing…just keep…you know Dory’s song? I changed it up a little from swimming to writing. But, ya, hum that to yourself while reading this. In fact, good luck getting the song out of your head anytime time soon. Now that you’ve started humming it 😉

Just Keep Writing By Jove! I think I’ve got it! Scheduling the post, that’s what holds me back every single time! Well, that and sweating the details.

An idea pops into my head, yes! I get inspired about something new to write. Then by the time I grab my lap top, log in to my website and get ready to start typing, the original thought has faded.

Of course, once I do start typing I then have to worry about search engine optimization. Is what I’m writing going to please human visitors? Will google find it? Will it come up in the search results? What’s the keyword phrase I should be using anyway? Guess I better stop writing and do a little research first.

Worrying about SEO sure can be a kill joy, when it comes to writing.

I had a thought and I was inspired to write. So I grabbed my notebook and pen, and wrote. Quicker than expected I’d filled 5 pages. Haven’t typed them up yet, but looks like maybe one spelling error. Get this, not a single line or word scratched out in this free writing session, ha!

Free Writing Your Cares Away

I’d forgotten how liberating free writing can be. Just let the words flow out onto the paper. Sounds cliché, right? Who cares, it’s the truth. Let them flow, and they will flow.

I’m not saying that SEO isn’t important. Writing to please both the web crawling spiders and the human visitors will need to be taken into account, eventually. However, these technicalities don’t have to get in the way of writing.

They can be done after the fact, but not at the expense of the way your words flow.

Who cares when is a good time to post to your blog or social media. Write the content for use at a future date or time. Free write the words when they are flowing. Not only is it more fun to free write, I do believe the finished work is also a wee bit more fun to read.

Just keep writing www.FibroFog.ca I got new pens and notebooksDid I mention I finished the notebook I was writing in? Well, I did. Timing was good, back to school specials just started (in July, go figure) so I got myself three new notebooks and, not one, but two of my favourite pens. Ahem, right, you may not know that about me yet. I absolutely looooooove stationery and pens.

What can I say? Sometimes it’s the little things in life that mean the most. Take care and remember…just keep writing!

Shelley

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PS – I’ve since typed up what I wrote, soon you’ll be able to read it here. Hopefully by this time next week.

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Diagnosis Emotionally Depleted

Emotionally Smooshed

Ever been so emotionally pummelled that you feel like you just can’t breathe?

No fun, right? That’s where I’m at right now. I know, I know it’s up to me to get myself out of this funk. Rationally, I know that I have the power in me to NOT emotionally react the way that I am. Of course, it’s in there somewhere. Although, it must be real freaking down deep though, because I’m having a hard time reaching it.

Ever felt emotionally pummelled? Me tooBelieve me I’m trying. It’s like I’m on that rinse n’ repeat, rinse n’ repeat cycle. A loop if you will. Lie in bed, restless, itty bitty pieces of my heart floating around. My brain pounding, my heart throbbing, my mind rambling on and on and on it goes until almost daylight. Finally, at least some sleep.

Not great sleep, dreams wayyyyyy to emotional for deep sleep, but some sleep.

At this point I wake up groggy, but determined to smile. Exhausted, emotionally and physically. Even so, I drag out the tablet and get to work on a social marketing project.

Determination! I will turn things around and I will feel better today. In a little while, I’ll start smiling again. I will be inspired and I will be inspiring.

Ah it’s noon! I’m feeling and writing better. My pictures are brighter. Also, my posts are happier. There’s an optimistic feel about them that wasn’t there this morning.

And, Off We go Again…

Suddenly I remember, I made it to this point yesterday too. Much earlier, today took longer. STOP! Don’t do this! Must not start thinking about how everything emotionally unravelled yesterday. Most importantly, don’t bring yourself down. You have to do this! You have to emotionally pump yourself back up.

Think happy thoughts! Go to your happy place! You know, all that cliché crap happy stuff. Well, to be fair it isn’t actually crappy. Logically, I know it’s true but it is just tough getting there sometimes.

Then, sometimes it is beyond hell just trying to grasp onto one tiny glimmer of happy at all. Not even going to talk about how hard it can be to stay there.

Nevertheless, it’s the freaking emotional roller coaster ride that’s killer. I think I can, I think I can, runs through my head as I’m pulling myself up that steep never ending hill. I get to the top. Hands on hips, I beam as I survey the beauty surrounding me.

Wouldn’t you know it! Something beyond my control happens and WHAM! It’s a straight shot to the bottom again.

That is of course, the little white lie that I tell myself. It’s beyond my control, is a technicality that I’m using to try and fool myself. There is something that can be done to avoid the emotional wreckage. I know what I should do, I know what I probably have to do. In any case, it’s just not fair!

Then again, who ever said life has to be fair, especially emotionally?

Gentle hugs fibro pals xox

PS – Check it out → www.FunWaysToHeal.com come along on my experimental journey while I reintroduce some joy into my Fibro life.



Stress the Silent Killer

Stress makes mess

A stress twister
STRESSnado

Happy New Year!  I hope everyone had a super spectacular stress free holiday season.

So sorry that I disappeared but it’s been a rather extended round of not quite major and not quite minor flares…hmmm maybe I’ll call it a “round” of flares.

No, I’ve got it! The spinning wheel of stress n’ pain; spin it while you sleep, and wake up in the morning to a stressful, painful SURPRISE.

Not all bad though, was busy with Christmas which I mostly did get to enjoy and I’ve been busy working on a secret project. It’s been fun but the stress has knocked me for a loop (ok so really, it’s been many loops). Hopefully tomorrow the stress ends, and I can start to work on the fun part. I’ll get back to you on that.

Have I told you lately how much I blooming hate the agony that is typing? Anyway, I think maybe I’m whining a wee bit too much. Pretty sure that isn’t what you’re wanting to read 😉 So, enough of that!

Sarcasm not stress
Say no to stress
To sarcasm say yes

I did want to say a little more about stress though. I know you’ve heard this before, but please please please be kind to yourself. STRESS kills. I’ve just watched this silent killer attack two people who are very important to me. It’s dangerous and it destroys lives.

I know, I know…I’m one to talk. Three years (well my entire adult life really) I’ve been trying to learn how to deal with stress, how to let things go and especially how not stress myself out.

I’m not there yet, but I am much better at dealing with stress than I used to be. I will no longer allow anyone to have control of what I am feeling. The power over my emotions, is mine and mine alone.

This was sooooo not my intention, babbling on about stress but well as usual, once I get going you just never know what direction my rambling will take.

Now that life is about to be back on track, pain and all I plan on doing better. My goal is to post more regularly on the facebook page and to have something new on the blog at least once a month.

Ta ta for now and wherever you may be I wish for you to live your life stress free. Hmmm, ok I’ll make that a wee bit more attainable…

I wish for you to live your life almost stress free 😉

Gentle hugs spoonie pals.

Take care, Shelley


Minecraft a Virtual Playground

Playing in Minecraft Digital Dirt

“When I was a kid, I used to spend hours playing in a little dirt patch in our backyard. I’d build cities with roads for my toy cars, rivers for boats, you name it. My kids do the same thing today. They just do it digitally, through Minecraft”. Excerpted from Danny’s Post Minecraft & Learning To Love The Digital Sandbox For Your Kids  

Minecraft PlaygroundMy response..Great way to look at it! My 13 year old is absolutely crazy about Minecraft. I admit that I have had my concerns. Now that I’ve read your post, I’m looking at it from a different perspective. She is creative and determined to succeed with each venture, building or project. She finishes the job, and then sets the bar higher for her next challenge. She has learned to plan ahead and face unforeseen obstacles. I like your “sandbox play” comparison and think that you’re bang on.

Recently the four of us were on a family outing. My husband and I attempting to cajole our two teen daughters into a conversation. One daughter was busy chuckling at something someone (who wasn’t in the car) just said, so we tried the other. The next attempt fell short as the 13 year old popped an earphone out, quite annoyed by the interruption.

I was thinking that teens today build social lives in a virtual world. They’re doing the same as we did, hanging out with a friend or friends. Just not in person. Often I’m cooking supper while talking to three or more kids, only two of which are actually in my kitchen.  Took some getting used to but these days I rarely jump when an invisible kid talks to me from what I thought was an empty room.

This is their life, these are their teens. These will be the stories that start with…”When I was a kid”…

I have decided I want to be a part of this time in their lives. So, I listen and I learn. When she shows me her latest Minecraft creation, I am proud of the effort she put into it. I ask questions, each time learning a little bit more.

When my eldest brings someone “virtually” for supper or to watch a movie I talk to them as if they are in the same room.

I’m ok (as long as they are careful) with them hanging out in a Minecraft or social media digital park just like I did in a grass, sand and dirt park all those years ago.

Take care! Shelley