Realization #1: I am made for long term goals. I have one now. It is awesome. Someday in the next three years, you might hear about it. (*snicker*)
Realization #2: Fiction makes me happy. I finished 1000 words last night, and I feel accomplished! And excited.
Realization #3: I had a small epiphany. Some established writer whom I can't recall from a blog I can't name said that the most important thing for an upcoming writer is to finish something, and that will put you ahead of everyone else. I am going to finish something.
Realization #4: I was made to be the chatelaine of some estate, mainly because I have an obsession with High Tea and a disdain for Meaningful Employment (other than writing.) If I could lurk around in a parlor at a writing desk with ink-stained fingertips all day, I would. Because I also have a thing for fountain pens.
But I don't feel like talking about writing today. So for your amusement, a list of random whimsical things that I stole from another blog, which stole it from another blog, which modified (stole) it from another blog...
If I could be a month, I’d be September.
If I could be a planet, I’d be Earth.
If I could be a sea animal, I’d be an mermaid.
If I could be a direction, I’d be north.
If I could be a piece of furniture, I’d be a secretary desk.
If I could be a liquid, I’d be rain.
If I could be a gemstone, I’d be fire opal.
If I could be a tree, I’d be a weeping willow.
If I could be a tool, I’d be a typewriter.
If I could be a flower, I’d be a night blooming cerius . (all credit goes to J.B. whose photo is this is, and whose blog is where I first saw such a lovely flower, and fell in love with it. Many thanks and apologies!)
If I could be a kind of weather, I’d be grey clouds.
If I could be a musical instrument, I’d be a harpiscord.
If I could be a color, I’d be azure blue.
If I could be an emotion, I’d be accepting.
If I could be a fruit, I’d be a kiwi.
If I could be a sound, I’d be the wind in the leaves at my feet.
If I could be an element, I’d be water.
If I could be a car, I’d be a TC Scion (black with red spokes).
If I could be an object, I’d be Victorian steamer trunk.
If I could be a pair of shoes, I’d be high-heeled boots.
What I'm listening to: "Rebel Prince" by Rufus Wainwright
What I want most: to move in to the new apartment now