The Month of February

I started to write my end-of-the-month post last week, and realized that February still had some days left to her; February always gets short-changed because she’s such a short month. 

It’s finally warming up a little here, though the South usually skips spring and chugs right into summer. We’ve had some pretty days though, and I took advantage of one the other day to write outside.  It was so invigorating. Fresh air does wonders for your creativity and clears your mind. Take advantage of these spring days my friends before summer hits.

I rewatched the first five Harry Potter movies this month; watching that much TV in a month is a feat in and of itself for me. I hadn’t seen them in a year and felt I was pretty much due. Even though the books are always (ha! see what I did there?) better, the movies have a magic all their own that I love to go home to once in a while.

 

The World of Writing

I got my first rejection letter this month. Technically it was an email, but my first ever submission was rejected. And you know what? That’s okay. John Otte said you need to write a million words before you consider publishing, and I’m pushing forward to meet that and be the best writer I can be. 

I’ve struggled with Ashes Like Frost, not only because of sickness (yay wisdom teeth surgery) but I was at a place where I was stuck. I knew what I wanted to happen, but wasn’t sure how to write it. Then I accidentally threw away a scene I had written down on notebook paper. 

But after blood, sweat, tears, and more tears, I made it through three difficult scenes, and now I’m a t a place where I can just go full speed ahead.

February was a month of growing for me in that I learned to get going even when it hurts and to pound those keys till my fingers crack and bleed. Because I have a story that I love and it’s worth fighting for.

 

The World of Reading

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The Princess Academy [3/5]  – I’ve heard great things about The Princess Academy, and went into it with great expectations, but it wasn’t my cup of tea.  I found the dialogue rather dry, and the whole quarry speech thing annoyed me. My lack of love for it may be because I’m reading it as a young adult, so don’t let my bad review sway you from trying it yourself. 

 

Other

So two years ago I inherited my parents’ old room, and its three closets. For the most part, the third closet collected junk, junk I didn’t know what to do with and had no time to take care of.  It was easy to shut the door and pretend it didn’t exist.

That all changed last year when I read Marie Kondō’s, The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, rolled up my sleeves and had a massive clean out, leaving me with an empty closet. 

And I obsessed over that wasted space and what I could do with it (I blame HGTV for my never ending desire to stage and use everything efficiently). Then it came to me — why not put book shelves in there and make a little library? 

I got to work, taking out the shelves (actually I bribed brothers to do that) and puttied the holes. Then I painted, and it turned out better than I could have hoped. Thank goodness Youtube tutorials exist.

 

                            You know what color I used? Ocean Silk 😊

I literally can not get over how pretty it is. I still have this many books in my room itself, and it’s hard to see how I was even able to walk when these were still in the room. 

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How was February for you?

 

 

                                                                           Write on,

                                                                           Rebecca                                                   

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