Mini meltdown !!

I wish I could go back to writing, with the peace of mind I had before moving to my new place. Thanksgiving Day was overall ‘ok’. Dinner was great, my guest were pleased and stuffed, but for a reason beyond my control, I was not completely happy. Don’t get me wrong, I was grateful for having a great night with my husband’s family. All of mine are back in PR, and I wish they were here or I there.

So far I have been able to write nothing except in here and I’m seriously craving the sound of the keynote pads. Is not that I can’t write, is just I can’t concentrate. I’m two chapters away to finish my first book and I can’t seem to open the Word program and just get it over with.

If writing were so simple, I would’ve finished a long time ago!! But writing involves feelings, emotions and lots of concentration. And when you are having a mini meltdown, all you can write is about shooting someone and then work on it.
Talking about meltdown; yesterday while in the shower, the hot water ran off just when I was trying to wash my long hair. If this would’ve happen in the summer, I would have not complaint at all. But having a 56 temp while you’re naked in the shower and the cold water began to pour on you, I had to react by almost screaming.  To make it all better, I haven’t done laundry until I received the set of washer and dryer I bought on Monday and got in on Wednesday. Today I put a first load in the washer, everything is going smooth, after is done I put it in the dryer and 30 minutes later the buzz went off and guess what?

The clothes were still ---W E T!!

40 minutes later and still wet!!!  Jajajaj The dryer doesn’t work!! The gas company hasn’t come to install the house heater on, I’m cold, I’m running out of clean clothes, my boxes are magically multiplying and I need a big cup of coffee. 
         *taking a deep sigh*

Anyway, I hope everyone’s Thanksgiving Day was better than mine..

Love rocks!

Shameyn..

Coffee, writing and Thanksgiving Day.

One more day until Thanksgiving.

I came to the conclusion; one single person can actually fix a whole event by itself.

Its being one crazy, full of cleaning, still unpacking boxes kind of day. The cold, here Philadelphia, has magically emptied the big can of ground coffee I bought a week ago. Or perhaps, a gnome drank it all.

Ok. I admitted; it was me.

Is not because I love coffee, a lot, but because is the only thing I can actually have while doing a million things at the same time.

Going to the bank, grab a cup before making a deposit…

Drinking and driving? That’s easy; one hand on the wheel, the other holding a cup of Wawa’s freshly made Colombian coffee.

And how about doing what I love the most; writing. There is absolutely no way I can write, without a cup of coffee on my side. The music has to be on, of course. My inspiration comes faster, with these two things by my side. As of today, I haven’t written a single word in the past 4 days and is practically killing me. I can actually hear my characters screaming at me, for some attention.  Tomorrow I’ll be up way too early, making dinner while drinking ‘coffee’ and perhaps I’ll be able to relax afterwards.

I hope for everyone to have a great day in the company of those around and to be thankful for all the things you have. I’m grateful to be alive, for my wonderful husband, for my family, for my friends and for all the thing that will come my way. 

Have happy Thanksgiving Day.

Love rocks!!
Shameyn

My first blog!!

Hey there.
I should be excited to have my first blog ever!!
Instead, I'm more than that.
Why?
Well, first of all. I just moved to my new house, bigger and way much better.
Second, I'm almost done with all the boxes in my living room. Wait !! I still have all the others room, full of them. That's going to be fun.
Another thing is, I'm almost done with my first book.
Now this is really something.
I've been writing this story for almost a year now. And it has taken me this long, only because I had a full time job and I only got to write once or twice a week.
Now that I'm not working anymore, I had placed myself in front of my laptop, almost every day for the past 3 months.
I enjoy writing and creating new stories, from out of every little thing that comes in my way. But most times, it is at night that I have no control of my imagination. There and only there, is where my characters take form and later I place them inside Words. I tend to see things different than those around me and even when they don't understand me, the voices in my head do. I hate happy endings, there are just too far from the truth. I rather see a good fight with real emotions, than simply chessy kisses and xoxoxo.. Right now, I'm once again in front of my laptop, checking all the junk I have on my email account. I have 4 Oreo cookies, with the red cream waiting for me, and I'll be stopping by my FB page. It seems, I'm obsessed to see what every one of my 360 friends post on theirs.

What else I'm supposed to write here, right at the end of this post?????
Oh, yeah.. whatever I want!!