Writing Journal Entry 30

Weekly post to keep me accountable for what I want to accomplish. Click to see all journal entries.

Accomplished 11 – 17 Jan 2020

New year, new plan. Or, rather, back to the old plan. When I decided to write full time almost a year ago, it was to record my ancestor’s stories so they could be enjoyed by my extended family, and passed down to future generations.

Then I started getting sidetracked with poems and short stories that had been bubbling beneath my subconscious for years. This past week I realized how far I’d strayed from my original writing plan. I’ve put aside all of my other ideas and am now focused full time on researching and writing my ancestor’s stories.

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The Navy Rejected Me (Whew!)

To be more specific, the Navy recruiters in Tacoma, Washington rejected me. At first I was pissed, and a little insulted!

I’d scored high on the ASVAB test that’s taken by everyone who’s interested in joining the military, which helps recruiters put the newbies into the right jobs for their aptitude. And, unlike the other potential sailor in the office with me that day, I was a willing recruit. While they were doing the hard sell on the guy, they didn’t have to convince me. I was going to enlist! Where do I sign? With a vague comment that I can’t even remember anymore, the enlisted sailor in charge dismissed my entreaty to join.

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Writing Journal Entries 25 thru 29

Weekly post to keep me accountable for what I want to accomplish. Click to see all journal entries.

Accomplished 7 Dec 2019 – 10 Jan 2020

Happy New Year! With basement remodeling and a hectic holiday season behind me, I can get back into my writing and blogging routine. I didn’t beat myself up for not doing everything I wanted to. I focused on what I could get done in the time I had.

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Hooray for Writing Breakthroughs

A new writing vision popped into my head while my husband and I were visiting my in laws at Christmas. They live in New England; the picture perfect place to be that time of year.

I was just lazily hanging out, sipping hot mulled wine in front of the fire. Watching through the sliding glass door as the fat snow flakes fell, a cozy mystery story came to me.

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