Attempts at putting ten year old thoughts and plots into a novel is frustrating. Finding the right/write tools even more so.
They matter and then they don’t.
Free Spirit
Attempts at putting ten year old thoughts and plots into a novel is frustrating. Finding the right/write tools even more so.
They matter and then they don’t.
Or another working title: what a tangled web I weave.
Delving back into coding but this time with some basics like javascript (finally).
Researching the three main tent poles to a story that’s been in my
head for about a decade. Historical adventure/mystery, the science
behind the story, and an exotic location.
My brain hurts and I need sleep but don’t want to lose momentum. Bring snacks and sodas.
Need to work out how to regain control here because everything is spiraling
I just rang in the longest day of the year by hiking up and camping on a mountain west of and overlooking the city.
No tent, no fire, just me, the sleeping bag and a few essentials under a pine tree.
Bonus: it was international hike naked day.
I need more of these micro adventures to recharge my body and soul.
Why do I post consistently on someone else’s platform and not my own?
Yes, it is more social compared to the silence of my own thoughts.
Same goes for Instagram. I have my own photo website, why IG?
That’s it. I just answered my own question. This is for me and for introspection.
Really enjoying watching the kid work on her own images and website.
Found a photo from 2010 of my young photographer with her newly inherited Olympus. Also testing out the new logo watermark.
Three nights in a row I’ll come home, make dinner, and do something digital. Go to sleep between 9-10p and then wake up around 1-2a. until I crash again the next night. $%^@/?