Diabetic?

ekay, the doc told me I was a diabetic, how he know? ONE time I have high numbers, all others are in normal number range. I think the last test was after I consumed way too much sweet stuff cuzz mum was in a sweet cooking stage. I can resist anything but sweets, so I'm just going to wait it out and see.

He's told me so much conflicting stuff that I'm not sure what to believe. I get tired of being told to "eat this, not that". You're getting older and the body can't handle the calories or carbs or.... so freaking what!

I'm losing the weight and I feel fine. I'm tired, but since I work for myself I expect to be tired.

I think I was doing better before I started to go to doctor.

I hate doctors and their "I know better than you," attitudes.

To hell with all of them.

My Take on today's books and maybe a tad bit more.....

In reading one of the many blogs I follow I have come to the conclusion that people will be people, regardless of age rank or serial number.

Kids will read what kids read, sometimes all the censorship in the world won't help.

You can wish for happy-ever-afters, or dark, what happened to? books. Some will like them, some will not.

Taste and tasteless go hand in hand. Just as one person thinks "treasure!" another thinks, "Trash!".

So, where does that leave us? Same place we started.

I've noticed that some of the people blatanly against books like "Chronicals of Narnia" or "Hobbitt" or even "White Gold Weilder", might have read and enjoyed such books as children or youth or YA.

Where, or when, did thier views become scewed? Why did they decided that "Disney" is bad for children, or "Tom Sawyer" become racist?

Did you enjoy these as kids, and if so, why did you suddenly change your views? What makes it okay for YOU to have enjoyed the Disney movies, or children's books, but not for your children, or someone else's children.

Who made YOU Master over what today's children read. OKay, so you can choose what your kids read, but not someone else's.

Don't tell me what I, or my kids (assuming I have any) can or cannot read. That's as bad as telling me I can't pray, or say the Pledge of Allegiance with "Under God".

You do your thing, I'll do mine. Don't tell me what I can or can not do. Don't push your ideas off on me, and I won't push mine off on you.

I don't know where you live, but I live in America, where I have the freedom to voice my OPINION, and to CHOOSE to listen, or not, to you.

Don't tell me you're right, and I'm wrong. It doesn't matter in the long run. We all have our ideas, dreams, hopes and will to pick and choose.

I'll choose what I want to read, and leave you to do the same. I'll decided what my kids read, but don't presume to tell me what I will let them read.

If you think YA is too this or too that, then leave it be, but don't presume to tell me how right or wrong it is.

That's MY opinion, and I'll stand with it.

New site

Been over at the new site putting up some stories and stuff. Kinda like it better'n this one, but I'm going to keep this one, too.

New web page

I've set up a web page for my book. I like it, and it is easy to use!

Try weebly.com and tell them PJ sent ya!

Blog or No Blog?

I'm beginning to think I am wasting my time with this blog. No one but myself and a friend ever comment, so, what's the big deal?

Writer's block is no longer a problem. I've figured out how to break it and get back to writing! LOL

But, is the blog worth it? I dunno.... I'll think on it a bit more before I decide.

Now What?

Okay, class is over for this semester. Now, what to do with myself until next semester? Guess I'll keep writing and bowling and sketching. Oh jolly fun.

Work first, then feeding the critters, then me and if any time is left over, I write. Sounds like a plan to me!

Christmas is around the corner and I haven't bought many gifts. Haven't finished making them, either. Just too tired. Dern dogs fight, bite and just plain don't want to co-operate! AAAAaaaargh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Frustating with a capital F! Well, could be worse, could not have the businesses and even worse, be working for someone else! NOoooooooooo!

Well, back to the old grind.

Where Am I in My Writing?

Hmm, where am I in my writing and where do I want to go with it?

Well, let me see. Where am I? I believe I am at an empass. I really have no idea where I am, except, well, nowhere. The "want too" is no longer there. I feel like an empty vessel. Dry; hollow, with cobwebs clogging the entrance to thought, and old dry leaves clogging the drainpipe.

Maybe it is because I am trying too hard? Or could it be that I really have run out of things to write about? But, no, I have many stories to tell. Some are funny, some maybe thought provoking, but all rolling around inside me. It is just that something is blocking their passage from memory, to paper, or rather, to keyboard and screen.

Perhaps one day, hopefully soon, the blockade will break and memories and stories will once again come forth freely, like they have before. But, until that day, I will wander aimlessly thru the portals of mind and thought, waiting and watching, until the dam breaks.

Another question to ponder is "Where do I want to go with my writing?" Well, I really am not certain. I want to grow as a writer and eventually become a well known name in the literary circle of famous authors. I really do not care if I am ever recognized, although that would be nice, but rather, just hear people mention my name with that breathless wonder of awe.

Who knows, though, where I will end up in the world of writers. Wherever it is, I am certian I will obtain some form of contentment .... at least until the next fit of writing comes along.