AddictedToWriting

I actually do this already, I just added it on here because it reminds me of who I am. And who I’m not.
I am a country girl, I’ve lived in Philadelphia and hated every minute of it. You can’t go barefoot there because ya never know what ya might step on. It’s true in the country as well, but I have never had any fears about walking in a barn barefoot. Who cares, feet can be washed! In the city…it may be a dirty needle, ya can’t just wash off that damage.

Maybe this will happen if I ever get my book finished and published.
I’m only 31, but I like the old fashioned way of living. I wouldn’t mind having dinner ready when he (whoever he may be) comes home. I’d love to have big Sunday dinners (not a church thing, I don’t like organized religion) just a big family get together. Something my sons would end up bringing their future wives over for. A way to create a close family.
I have this thing with having to have a FLAT yard. I grew up with a hill in my front yard. It was great for sledding but useless for summer fun. How do you play baseball or volleyball on a hill??!!
If the property I decided on wasn’t flat, I’d beg them to get out their big toys and make it happen.
I’ve often thought a nice crick running through the property would be nice, however my 12 year old has brought home quite enough critters from the crick so I can do without. A watersnake. The boy brought home a watersnake. Do you have any idea how aggressive they are? It wasn’t poisonous, it just had a bad attitude. I let him keep it for a few days so he could “study” it, then I made him let it go. Now he has a garter snake.
Anyway, I got off topic.
I want a home, not just a house to live in.

I can be serious at times, when I need to be. But what I like most is humor.
I like meaningful conversations.
I dislike materialistic people, I’d live in a tent if that’s what I had to do to be with that once in a lifetime love.
I love and appreciate creativity.
Things aren’t always perfect, and I don’t need them to be. I create my own little perfect times :-)
Damn, this sounds like a dating service. NO!
That wasn’t my intention, actually I was just kind of rambling off a few things.

I’ve started writing one, and thanks to word count I’m sitting at about 12,000 words. I took a break from it because every time I sat down to write, I re-read what I had written and I kept changing things and I felt like I wasn’t getting anywhere with it.
I thought that maybe I could just write a very basic book, and then go back and add in all the little pieces but I’m not so sure this is the way to go. Hopefully the break from it will help clear my head. I’ve got the entire rough idea in my head, but like I said, only 12,000 words.

I’m beginning to wonder if there are any men out there who truly care.
I went through some personal ads online, not because I’m looking, just because I was bored. It was entertainment.
What I found was really sad.
Men who can’t spell to save their lives. They sound like they just came from a junior high school cafeteria, yet they have the balls to write that they want their mate to be society’s version of “perfect”.
I am not saying these perfect women would never want a man like that. I really don’t know what I’m saying. I guess it just bothers me that they try to claim they give a damn about “true love”, yet they fill in statistics like they’re ordering a woman. The only thing missing is a side of mashed potatoes.
It’d be like me saying my soulmate MUST have brown hair. What happens if my soulmate has black hair, or no hair? If I limited things to appearance, someone like Tom Cruise would be my soulmate. I don’t care about appearance one bit. I feel that some attraction is important, but even if you’ve got looks, they’ll fade, and then what? Ya need something to fall back on. I prefer the mental connection.
It isn’t just the guys who do this, I’m sure the women do too, I just didn’t read those ads, I wasn’t that bored!
Does anyone get what I’m saying?
Why strive for a perfect 10, when that 7 that just walked by could very well be your soulmate, and you let them pass because you didn’t like their…(whatever).
It all seems so very very shallow.

I am in a relationship now that doesn’t quite suit me. We have been openly communicating about this and may end up calling it quits. I suppose we’d still be friends. He does not blame me one bit for feeling this way, it’s a long story.

The odd thing is, I keep having dreams of another man. Not the same man, not a man I can recognize, just a man. If the current one and I do end up calling it quits, I will wait until my soulmate comes along. What we’d share will be worth the wait. I just don’t get the dream guy. I know, it sounds corny as hell, but I’m pathetically hoping it means there IS a man who suits me better, much much better. I don’t expect perfection, not in the least bit. Just someone who fits.
I am not on the computer searching for him though, he will come along when I need him, I am sure of this.

Well I am new here and thought I’d start my list with a passion of mine. I’ve done journals before but I’d like this one to be different. I want to write about specific things, not my inner-most thoughts and feelings. People who read those tend to comment on them without thinking about my frame of mind, or circumstances surrounding the times I had written those things. Basically I want a “safe” journal. It’s only purpose is just so I can write freely without feeling the need to keep it in a locked box with a well hidden key somewhere else.
I’d like it to be creative somehow. I guess I’m asking you to give me a writing assignment. All ideas are welcomed because I’m not sure where I want to start. It’s so simple to write about my thoughts, and that’s what I have done in the past…but now that I want to avoid that, I have no idea what to write. It’s such a nice new leatherbound journal too, I’m itching to start filling it.