Sharing my random thoughts


For an hour now I’ve been wracking my brain trying to think of a blog topic; however today I can’t seem to think of anything. I guess I’ve got a little bloggers’ block.

Today as a change of pace from my endless talk of everything that revolves around writing I thought I’d share my most random thoughts that have crossed my mind today.

My first random thought was this morning while I lay on my couch trying to wake up with my dog sitting next to me wanting to go outside.  I need to let the dog out and take him on a walk. I wonder if he can hold it for another ten minutes while I snooze? 

Random thoughts I had while walking my pup.

Maybe a little cardio will wake me up.

Coffee

Breakfast

What ideas should I go with for the blog and Dreamer today?

I could really use some coffee.

Random thoughts I had while cooking breakfast.

I wish I could go out for breakfast.

How should I cook my eggs?

No maple syrup, I need to stick to healthy choices.

Random thoughts I had while trying to think of a blog post

Should I post a YouTube video?

Why I am so blank today?

Should I start a vlog?

Yeah this was a pretty stupid post I’ll admit but perhaps tomorrow I’ll think of something better to write, but hopefully this one might’ve made you chuckle.

Kay Reilly


Long before Rebecca was even thought of, Kay Reilly had a picture and and ideals in her mind as to the kind of mother she wanted to be for her child or  children. She wanted to be the mother who would always be there for her kids, the mother to raise her children properly; without any prejudices, anger, pain, or fear. Kay wanted her children to be happy in life and to pursue their dreams. To be there for every school function, bake sale, or PTA meeting.

Before any kinds of the thoughts of conception entered her mind she wanted her to find someone who could be a proper father and husband.  In 1991 Kay had found somebody to love Bradley Jackson Reilly. In Kay’s eyes he was the perfect man and a year after meeting they married. However after tying the knot the marriage slowly began to fall apart, and in late 1993 Bradley announced that he wanted to separate, but changed his mind when Kay told him that she was pregnant. Six months into the pregnancy Bradley left during the night and ran away with another woman.

Kay was devastated but for the first two years of Rebecca’s life she tried to give her everything that she needed. Since Bradley left the picture she had slowly begun to slip into depression. In 1996 Kay went off the deep end when she found out just exactly what had happened with Bradley Jackson Reilly. She fully immersed herself into drugs to escape her heartbreak, pain, and depression but at a cost. Her mother took custody of Rebecca and enrolled her into to rehab in the hopes of stopping her addictions before they consumed her. For the next five years Kay was in and out of rehab and away from her daughter unable to leave her pain behind and start fresh. May 2002 Kay was out of rehab for a while was able to keep her spirits up, stay out of trouble and get her daughter back. But when her mother died suddenly she slipped back into her old ways; which led for Rebecca to have to grow up quickly. In 2003 Rebecca went from the average 9 year old child to a 25 year old adult. She unfortunately missed out on a lot of childhood things and important milestones that would be shared between her and her family.

Pretty much Kay’s life goes from perfect ideals and goals to nothing but drugs and misery. At this point there’s no telling whether she’ll ever get out of that fog she’s in and see the light.

Leavin’ this town


This morning I was thinking back to 2010 when I decided to leave Colorado to pursue my writing career, and being the creative person that I am; I wrote a song about that experience.

I’ve been run down and plowed deep into the earth.

I was expected to roll over and cave, but instead my instincts told me to climb out of the dirt, and even though this heartache and pain has been weighing down on my shoulders. I know that I need to keep moving on, to strip away the fear and make a run for happiness.

(Chorus I’m leavin’ this town tonight.

Kissing all of this shit goodbye and I won’t stop running till I reach success.

So I will plead guilty, for chasing after a dream; that most of you working stiffs would repress.

I’ll be the one with no regrets because I’ve seen this world for what it is. So I see absolutely no reason to settle for less.)

Why pretend that I even care, about working from 9 to 5, and settling in for a normal life. In suburbia with the four bedroom house and the white picket fence; it’s looked as the American dream and yet I will still be considered the fool with a manuscript. Three hundred pages of potential possibility and as per usual the odds are against me.

So I grit my teeth and prepare the impact of the real world that awaits me; as I cross the state line and wave goodbye to my old life.

Twenty years’ worth of memories, are left behind.

I know that I will cry but I can’t look back; because from here on out I’ve got to learn how to find my way.

I spent my whole childhood waiting to do the things that are right for me and now the weights of responsibility thrust onto me.

At first my balance will be shaky but I know that I can hold the weight steady.

(Chorus I’m leavin’ this town tonight.

Kissing all of this shit goodbye and I won’t stop running till I reach success.

So I will plead guilty, for chasing after a dream; that most of you working stiffs would repress.

I’ll be the one with no regrets because I’ve seen this world for what it is. So I see absolutely no reason to settle for less.)

In another five years I will look back, through all of the struggles and setbacks; crack a smile and raise my glass. Toast to the future and look ahead with my eyes set the horizon and wondering what’s next.

In suburbia with the four bedroom house and the white picket fence; it’s looked as the American dream, but I know, that breaking free and following my dreams is the true American dream.

(Chorus I’m leavin’ this town tonight.

Kissing all of this shit goodbye and I won’t stop running till I reach success.

So I will plead guilty, for chasing after a dream; that most of you working stiffs would repress.

I’ll be the one with no regrets because I’ve seen this world for what it is. So I see absolutely no reason to settle for less.)

The Casual Vacancy


In many ways I think that this book was expected to be brilliant because it was written by one of the most successful authors. I think most expected it to be as brilliant or just as engaging as the Harry Potter series was. I’ll be the first to admit that when I picked up this book a couple of years ago that’s what I expected, something brilliant for adults that would be adventurous and engaging.

When I began to read this book a couple years ago it surprised me but it eventually lost my interest. About two years later I decided to pick it up again, for creative purposes for my own story. There is one character in this story that I think people would want to learn about the most out of many different characters this particular character is one that keeps you drawn into the story itself.

Krystal Weedon has basically been shoved through the school system and hasn’t had a proper chance at an education. She’s looked at as a lost cause to most; because of her family, her residence, her history and her reputation. She is the only character that truly needs saving, but unfortunately never gets to be fully helped or rescued. I think that among all of this town’s and townspeople’s issues it’s really Krystal’s own story that keeps your interest.

Two years ago I didn’t think that this story was as brilliant as I anticipated it to be, but now I’ve seen what I was too blinded to notice before.

All of the townspeople have their own issues and nobody is perfect but at the heart of the book it’s about helping somebody who is in need and connecting the dots that others are either to selfish or too blind to see.

 

 

Punch clock


Today in an effort to keep my focus on my writing I am going to start a work schedule. Recently I’ve felt that my focus is a little to be desired. So I thought that perhaps a good method to keep myself in check would be to work on everything writing wise the blog, Dreamer, learning, research, etc; Monday through Friday for a certain amount of hours.

I think I could do four to five hours on weekdays and then take the weekends off to recuperate. If I can stick to this schedule then I will certainly be a lot more productive and so much more creative. It’s time for me to crack the whip, buckle down, and keep my concentration where it needs to be.

As a matter of fact I’m going to set a goal for myself. In a three month time period I would like to have the first draft of Dreamer completed. If I can complete it by that time Hurray! After completing the draft I’ll just continue to plug away and see where everything takes me.

Let the punch clock schedule begin!

First Draft Deadline 11/13/14

A man who gave me a million laughs


This morning I heard of the loss of the funniest man, I’m still in disbelief. On Sunday night I watched Jumanji and it feels so bizarre to think that he passed the next day.

He may be gone but he’s left us with wonderful jokes, memories, movies, and as always laughs. I’m going to miss this man.

RIP Robin, thanks for all of the humor that you’ve brought into peoples lives         

Jacob Harr


I’m not exactly sure why I decided to talk about this character first; especially when the obvious choice would be Rebecca Reilly, but why go with the obvious main character? Why not mix it up a bit.

Jacob Harr is Rebecca’s step father and is a very complex individual. I’d like to say that long before he crossed paths with Kay (Rebecca’s mother), he was a very nice and decent man. However at some point in his past he was faced with a lot of pain which later would transform into inward conflict that eventually turned into a constant battle in his mind, and it was during that inward battle that he chose to self medicate to escape those inward conflicts that he had.

Jacob qualifies extravagantly as a meth head and has reached the point of no return, though I’m not sure how somebody can actually come back from a meth addiction after being on it for as long as he has; because at this point he’d be completely insane. With that being said you’ll see a lot of irrational thoughts and actions from him that will make Rebecca’s life that much more difficult.

He is without question an utter disaster and there will be times that the audience will hate him, and want him to be either thrown in jail or into a rehabilitation center. I do think however think that readers will understand him and why he turned to drugs; I’m not sure if you would pity him, but you’ll at least understand him.