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Some of you that know me know that I have been taking Creative Writing Workshops for the last couple of weeks. So far, I have completed two. Today, I started three more, each lasting two weeks with writing assignments three times a week. (That's eighteen writing assignments in the next 2 weeks, for those of you that are keeping track.) The titles of the current workshops that I'm doing are:



- Words, Swallow Me: Imagery in Writing

- Magic Writing: Creating Modern Day Fairy Tales and Myths

- LifeWrites: 6 Approaches to Journaling



The first two will directly benefit me in my writing career. The last, I opted to take because the description of the workshop grabbed me. It said:



"What is Journaling?



A journal is a book, notebook or collection of thoughts written in more detail. Journaling, therefore, is writing and recording personal events, including feelings, hopes, fears, beliefs, opinions, reflections, dreams, etc.



Journal writing is far more in depth than keeping a diary. Journaling is a process that lets you discover and re-discover yourself.



Journaling also provides you with the opportunity to preserve memories, not just for yourself, but for those waiting to be born within your family or lineage."



What about that grabbed me? There were two things really. First, the part about discovering and re-discovering yourself. I need help with that, especially lately. Second, I want to preserve memories for my sons, and their children and grandchildren, and so on, down the line.



With that said, I'll add some of my writing assignments, if I deem them good enough to share. Don't expect many though, I'm terribly picky when it comes to my writing.



For the next two weeks, if it takes me longer than normal to reply to your messages, it's not because I'm ignoring you, it's because I'm up to my neck in assignments.

The temperature has dropped so it's officially autumn for me. With the new season underway, I'm feeling a bit restless. It seems maybe a new look is in order for me here.



I'm still playing around with my journal, to find a format that I like. I thought about adding a section for quizzes, and even went ahead and renamed it and added a few, then decided against it and deleted them all. I don't take enough quizzes for it to warrant a whole section of my journal. Instead, I'll add them as personal entries, as I find ones I like and take them. Doing it any other way would be a waste of valuable writing space.



My next task is to overhaul my profile. It's long overdue. Then, I'm going to make some changes to my portfolio.



As I said in an earlier entry, I've been more inspired to write lately. I am working on some material that I feel comfortable sharing here, and should have it up soon. Bear with me, I swear, I'm getting to it!

Last night I walked away, and let you have the last word, because I know it's something you need as much as I do. It wasn't easy, but I did it. It was my way of giving another piece of myself to you.

I cried when you left. Partially because I was worried that I had disappointed you, and partially because I already missed you. It was only a few tears, not an all out sob-fest with streaming tears and a runny nose, but it was enough to let me know exactly how much I care about you.



I'm supposed to be in bed, resting because you asked me to, and I promised you that I would. Instead I'm sitting here writing, as I often do when I can't sleep. Trust me sweetie, I tried. I wanted to so much, but I just couldn't. Every time I would start to drift off, my eyes would pop open. They would search through the dark of my bedroom until they located the red numbers on the alarm clock. Then, with my half asleep brain, I would attempt to do some math. "If it's 9:14 pm now, how long is it until it's 8 am? 10 hours and 46 minutes. Ah, I still have plenty of time." So I would close my eyes again, only to have the process start all over. Since then, I have counted the hours and minutes until 8 am close to two dozen times. It's not coming fast enough.



Anyone who knows me would ask..."Wishing for 8 am? Have you gone mad? You hate mornings!" They would be entirely correct. Never once in my life have I wished for it to be anything earlier than 11 am. Not a single time have I sat impatiently counting the hours and mintues, and now seconds too, until such an early hour. There has not been a single night in my life where I went to bed so eager to get up early in the morning. But this time is different, this time will be oh so worth it. So I'll sit here, half propped up in bed, watching the clock. Counting the hours, minutes and seconds until 8 am 'til I can't keep my eyes open any longer. And when that happens, I'll drift into a sleep filled with magnificent dreams of you.



How long is it until it's 8 am? 7 hours 33 minutes and 34 seconds...far too long, if you ask me.

There are more changes on the way for my journal. I'm in the process of changing the Quotes section to graphics that I'm designing. On a side note, I'm sorry to those of you who have graphics disabled on your browser. There are also other changes in the works, both here in my journal and on my profile.



I've been more inspired to write lately, thanks to the support of a wonderful person, so I may be posting some more poetry, and possibly some short stories as well. I'm also thinking of adding some of my books, chapter by chapter, that I know will never see the light of day otherwise. If you enjoy reading them when I get them up, you can thank my Coven Master, Nihonin, for urging me to share them.

Today I decided to rename one of the sections of my journal Quotes. From now on, I am going to put all of the interesting quotes that I find in that section. I will also be including what I feel each quote means.



Up until now, I've been putting the interesting quotes I find into a text file that I keep saved on my computer. I realized today that they aren't doing anyone any good there, so I might as well share them.