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Finally. Does anyone else feel like the week just dragged along? But, fear not, Friday has come to rescue us all. It seems the whole world is celebrating this Friday. Even with the torrential rains on this side of the U.S., the weekend comes with the promise of sunshine and freedom.
Just this morning a road/traffic announcer on NY morning news broke out into dance. I swear! I had to stare at the screen to make sure I was seeing things right and not just my crazy imagination. Because it could have been. I tend to pull a JD (Scrubs reference, wooha), every once in a while. But, nope, she was most certainly for real. The music to Michael Jackson’s Thriller played and she and her techy got down, choreography style. It was insanely amusing. Definitely made my day.
If you were all wondering where I was yesterday, I spent most of the day sleeping or watching tv. I was feeling a tad bit anti-social. Piled on top of serious exhaustion, I was in all simplicity, a monster. So, I stayed home from work and just lounged. I feel much better though. How could I not? It’s FRIDAY!
No big weekend plans here. Cleaning up tonight for company tomorrow night. Dinner, some television, a few laughs. Just chill. Going to head to B&N for some books because I NEED to read. I feel like such a slacker.
As for my WIP, I got about half of my trouble scene written. It’s not a lot, but it’s progress. Now I just have to buckle down, get those creative juices flowing, make a nice appletini and sit with a giant chocolate bar and I think I could finish this darned chapter. Or at least, the scene. I’ve added a progress bar to my blog sidebar so you all can see where I’m at. If it stays the same for over a week, feel free to push me *ahem* motivate me to get back to work. Pull out the *whip* if you have to. I tend to be a slacker by nature!
Happy Friday Everyone!
It’s 11:50pm, which means I made this post in just enough time to have it considered my Wednesday post! *phew* I was a little worried I wouldn’t make it here today. I took a nap after dinner today, hubby was out doing some important work, so the allure of the silence and the rain splattering on my window knocked me out on the couch. When I woke up it was past 8pm! Then, I tried watching American Idol, only to find out no one got voted off. What’s that all about? That show just gets weirder each year.
I am deliriously tired today. My head feels foggy, like I’m drunk or something. And I haven’t had a drink, which sucks. I don’t like a hangover feeling without the gratification of actual liquor! I think I’m heading to bed early again tonight. Could be just my body readjusting to my sleep schedule. I really screwed it up during vacation. That’s what I get for staying up until all hours of the morning. Habits are sooo hard to make, but sooo easy to break. In just one week’s time I fell into a nasty sleeping pattern that’s come back to bite me in the butt. Ouch.
I’m staring at some really beautiful Glitter Tattoos I won over at Stacy Dawn’s blog during one of the neat installments of Escape the Mondayn. They’re all so sparkly and girly. I want to put some on, but I have no clue where! Plus, I don’t think it makes sense to waste some really nice temp tattoos unless I’m going somewhere and can show them off! So, here’s my dilemma. I have to figure out where to put the tatts, and then where to go to show them off. But it’ll have to wait til the weekend, because I’m flat broke from my spring break excursions. Man, train station food is expensive.
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I recently found out about a really neat karaoke competition that’s going to take place in the summer. I’m seriously considering it. I mean, what do I have to lose? I get to sing karaoke, which I LOVE, I get to perform, which I also love, and the prize is some hearty cash. I say, what the heck. It starts in June, which gives me over a month to prepare. Too bad for my neighbors. They’re gonna probably break into my apartment and gag me to shut me up.
I did some brainstorming on my WIP today, and thankfully, I think I may have a positive direction to take concerning my villains. But I’m too tired to even think about writing tonight. After nearly 4 days of going to bed past 3:30 am, I’m finally starting the downward crash. And waking up for work at 6am makes it worse, since I’m NOT a morning person by any means. Which means tonight is an early night for me.
I would say that is a very productive break. Sure, some would argue I spent most of my time doing nerdy, learn-type things, but I just call it research for a book that’s yet to be written.
I’m glad to be going back to a regular schedule, I feel utterly sleep deprived. Four nights and counting of sleeping past 3am and waking up far too early. I’m afraid my brain was starting to melt. Though going back to work means less writing time. *sigh* That’s too bad because I’ve been on a roll with my WIP. Then again, I can focus on the chapter of Cinematic Royalty I got back from my editor. I’ve been procrastinating on that one quite a bit, due to my utter hatred of edits.
Either way, let me tell you a little bit about my trip yesterday. We took a 10 o’clock train into the city. The Met was pretty packed, I’m guessing because it was such a beautiful day for being out and about. The weather was in the 60s, low 70s. Perfect and sunny and inviting. The first thing I noticed when we got there was the sign out front. Roman/Greece art exhibit. Can you say heaven? I’m a sucker for their sculpted art in the form of statues and what not. Just imagine, an entire wing dedicated to it!!!
I felt like a fan girl, walking through, gawking at the beauty of it all. It really helped that the Met people set them up in a great looking hall. The architecture in itself was a work of art, with beautiful pillars and domed ceilings made of glass. Here, let me show you guys some pictures to give you an idea what I’m talking about.

There were statues of all shapes and sizes. Heads, full bodies, male, female, with and without body parts, naked and dressed, even some intricate sarcophagus’s. I read all of the little signs that explained their origin, their time period and their backstory. Some I committed to memory, for reference sake. Either way, I’m never going to forget how beautiful they looked, perched up there in all their glory, shining in the sunlight. I felt like I’d walked onto the ruins of an old Temple. My mind roared to life with little details for my fantasy series, since it takes place in an ancient, Greece-like Temple. Very exciting stuff!
Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to take pictures of the fine art/paintings. Mainly because you aren’t allowed to use flash and the rooms they were in were too dark. But, I got to see some AMAZING artist’s works. Picasso, Monet, Degas, Rembrandt, Van Gogh and one of my very favorites, Dali. I was hoping to see Persistance of Memory, but no such luck. They did however, have one called The Dream, which I found incredibly striking. The color, the darkness, the strange details. It was apparently based on Oedipus, the Greek Tragedy. There was an entire line of people trying to sneak a peek.

I also visited the Egyptian section, just for the sake of getting a glimpse at the tombs and hieroglyphs. I love that stuff.
So yea, all in all, I’d say it was an awesome trip.
Only thing, our train ride home saw some technical difficulties. We lost power twice, then were moved off the train because the electrical wires above us were catching fire. We had to wait 20 minutes for the next coming train to rescue us. That train was already full. So yea, 2 trains worth of people all scrunched up together on one. We all got pretty close. But other than that, it wasn’t too bad. Now it’s back to the real world.
Hope all of you had a wonderul weekend!
Today was my day of mental rest (mind you, as I say today, I actually mean yesterday, because it is now 1:21am). I folded laundry, watched a little bit of television, listened to the radio, thought about my WIP, wrote about 6 sentences and decided it was time for a break. I’ve been working long hours on that thing all week, I needed just one day to figure stuff out. And I did.
Warning: This post will contain a lot of random over enthusiastic history geek type comments, made worse by my overactive imagination, and illustrated by cell phone pictures taken in the rainy, dreary day. Still interested? Read on…
Some of the most glorious years of people’s lives were lived there, among shamelessly flashy and ritzy material goods, surrounded by the calming, powerful ocean. There is something about the rhythm of the waves crashing against the cliff that grounds you to this world. I suspect it’s why they all loved it so much. Why they made it their summer home away from home.
Stayed up late last night, trying to inspire myself to write. I did some, not nearly as much as I could have. I was completely distracted. Mentally and creatively somewhere else entirely. Which is fine. It happens. Instead, I was focused on art. My fingers itched to play with Photoshop. Bad, muse. So fickle, she is.