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I’m Still Here, I Promise

I know it’s been like a month since I’ve posted. Time has gotten away from me, been super busy with preparing for the arrival of our first little one. June 16th is coming up quickly–although I’ll technically be full term (or 37 weeks) May 26th. To be honest, I wouldn’t mind him coming then–or even a little earlier. I’m ready to meet my little one and get my body back 😛

Anyway, how’s life with everyone? I’m trying to catch up on blogs but it’s been difficult 🙂

It’s a BOY!

A  brief blog break for some personal news. I had my ultrasound today and we found out I’ll be having a boy!

He’s quite a stubborn one already though. The u/s tech was having a hard time getting him to cooperate. He wouldn’t sit still and when he did, it was like he purposely sat in a position that she couldn’t measure what she needed 😛 He also had a habit of putting his arm in front of his face, as if to cover himself from sight. Ah yes, mommy’s little stubborn boy. He’s definitely getting that trait from me. Heh.

Anyway, he’s healthy, I’m healthy and the next ultrasound will be one of those 3D ones in March. Here’s a few pictures of little Thomas Edward:

This one makes it look like he's trying to break out. 🙂

Merry Christmas! And Other Things

First off, wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas! I’m heading up to my parents’ house for the holiday, so I’m not sure I’ll be able to write while there. Of course, I haven’t been writing much on here lately…apologies for that. I don’t have much going on in my life right now that’s blog worthy.

I do hope to get back to at least a semi-normal blog pattern come 2011. I need to pick up my writing again too–that’s kind of fallen away for the time being but I do hope to get back up and start again. If I don’t this book will always remain unfinished…plus like everyone (family, friends and co-workers) keep asking me when it’s going to be done, so I can’t keep coming up with excuses forever!

EDIT: Just found this wonderful contest over at the The Ruby Slippered Sisterhood blog.  They’re having a Winter Writing Festival, which will sort of be like a mini-NaNo, only YOU set the goal. You get a point each day if you reached your goal, whatever that is. It’s starts on January 10th and they’re going to setup a sister site for participants to share and talk about their writing goals. This is what I needed. 🙂

Anyway I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday and I hope to be back again blogging come 2011. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Life is Made of Awesome

September’s here, the weather’s getting cooler and my favorite season is rapidly approaching: Awesome.

Got my Avon order in today and it’s like Christmas everytime a package comes, especially when there’s fun nail polish colors.  🙂

Vacation to Disney World is rapidly approaching, anxious to have a break from work and just relax. Also, really looking forward to acting like a kid again and forgetting adult responsibilities for a week. How great is that?

New shows are coming on TV soon. I don’t watch much but it’s nice to have something to look forward to on certain evenings, instead of trying to fill my time watching old episodes of King of the Hill (which is still epically funny, no matter how many times I watch it).

Life is good. 🙂

Another Post of Non-Interestingness

Yes, I made that last word up.  Adding “-ness” onto a lot of words makes life much more fun. 🙂

Besides that, I really have nothing else to say. I just thought I should post since it’s been over a week since the last one and I didn’t want you, my faithful readers (if there are any left…) to think I fell off the face of the earth. Although I’ve certainly felt like I have on some days.

I’ve been so busy writing articles as well as being so flippin tired from work every day that I just want to come home and avoid spending more than ten minutes looking at a computer screen. So instead, I plop on the couch and watch movies from my instant Netflix queue, via the Wii. (I’ve watched some pretty awesome BBC mini-series the last week; I believe they are my weakness).

I did manage to get a chapter edited but only because I’m getting critiqued tomorrow. See, it takes knowing that it’s due somewhere before I actually write the silly thing.

And that, folks, pretty much sums up my super awesome and exciting life as of late.

Balancing Act

Apologies for the lack of posts again; I’ve been so busy working on my freelance writing that I tend to forget about my blog and all the other blogs I follow.

It’s a little tricky balancing my writing time between the articles and my novel. I haven’t really accomplished that yet…I’ve been so focused on the freelance writing that I haven’t given much thought to my poor, neglected novel. Anyway, I’ve been given an ultimatum to finish the novel by the end of the year, if not by the end of the summer. So I guess that means I need to figure out this balancing act soon. 😛

Lack of Posts Explained

Sorry about the lack of posts. I really haven’t had much to write about and I’ve been doing pretty poorly with my miniNano goal. It’s like the desire to write has temporarily disappeared. I say temporarily because I know it will come back (as I’m searching for it now :P). It’s not writer’s block, but more like writer-is-going-through-a-period-of-self-doubt syndrome. It must be something weird I’m going through as I’ve even lost some of my appetite. I will be fine but I had to take a bit of a step back. Hard to explain, although I’m sure most of you who are writers understand.

A Mini-NaNo of Sorts

I’m sure you all know how I’ve been slacking once again on getting anything written as shown by my fairly stationary word count bar on right. It seems like I need some sort of outward force to push me to write. Horrible, I know–if I want to be a true writer I have to write even when I don’t feel like it, and well, I certainly haven’t been succeeding on that account.

Anyway, I found another thing to push me forward. I’m part of ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers) and only through another writing friend, Lynda Schab, did I find out about their Novel Track e-loop.  Basically it’s like NaNo, only you set your own goal. You subscribe to the e-loop to keep up with others who are taking part as well as updating your words in their word counter. They do this four times a year–January, April, July and October.  And since I’m someone who needs this outward push, I jumped in. I’m hesitant about it because I’ve been feeling pretty blah about anything to do with writing, but I know I have to push past it. I think this came up at just the right time.

Even if you aren’t part of ACFW, if you’re working on a WiP, I encourage you to join me. You can set a goal for yourself as small or as large as you want. And if you’re up to it, I encourage you to send me an email daily, every few days or weekly at Dara.Sorensen@gmail.com to let me know how you’re doing. We can encourage each other to keep writing at least throughout the month of July 🙂 I know that encouragement often helps me push past me over the lazy hill to keep me going and I know it’s the same for many others too.

Time for a Change

I’ve had the last background forever. I wanted a new one but none of the other themes seemed to work for me. Then WordPress came up with this new one and I instantly knew it would be my blog’s theme. I think it really fits don’t you? 🙂

I may play around with some of it later but I’m really fond of it this now. Let me know what you think! And be honest–if you like the last one better I’d like to know too.

Markers of a Time Forgotten

So, hand in hand with my love of history comes my fascination with cemeteries. I know that sounds morbid, but really it comes from that overwhelming sense of reverence I have when I see one, especially the old, forgotten ones.

You know the ones I mean–little family cemeteries from ages past, isolated in a farmer’s field or even right in the middle of suburbia (there’s one within a two-minute walk from where I work, right between a Walgreens and a Goodwill store). There’s something that comes over me when I walk through one, the markers all faded by the years, the people buried beneath long forgotten. But if you look carefully, sometimes you find some very interesting stories just from the inscriptions, especially if the family had a poem inscribed.

The ones that always move me are children’s gravestones–and a marker at the cemetery near I work has one for two children who died under the age of eight within three weeks of each other. What heartache the parents must’ve felt to lose their two daughters within mere weeks of another?  It humbles me, in a time where we often take life for granted, where we think we’re invincible and can “live forever.” These graves make me remember how fragile life really is, even amidst the busy traffic and neverending mobility of the 21st century.

Anyway, a few years back I actually wrote a poem about this for a writing challenge. It’s called “Markers of a Time Forgotten.”

Deep within an ageless forest
Where light and sound doth fade,
The passage of time seems to stem
To those who tread this glade.

Within this dell between time’s weeds,
Covered by countless years
Four faded gravestones catch the eye
A sight that one reveres.

Beneath a tree with sprawling roots
A tall white marker stands—
Enshrouded in a veil of moss,
Reflecting a life once grand.

Another stone stands tall within
The regal marker’s wake.
The only words that do remain:
“The Lord my soul doth take.”

Yonder within the shaded grove,
Two smaller stones still lie—
Akin in size, shape and shade
The two sit side by side.

One little stone is chipped and cracked,
A victim of the years.
The other fares little better,
Erased by heaven’s tears.

Four lonely graves within the grove,
Abandoned to the past.
Bygone memories, cherished lives—
Forgotten oh so fast.

Our lives are but a moment now
On this temporal sphere.
Seasons pass and memories fade
Relics of yesteryear.

These four stones will surely crumble
As time and years pass by.
But these four lives will surely wake
With the final trumpet’s cry.

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