Creativity and Impatience

To [write] fiction or non-fiction; THAT is the question!
To [write] fiction or non-fiction; THAT is the question!

Camp NaNo approaches!  Just another week, and it will be here!

I have to admit, I’ve been second-guessing my topic a lot lately.  While I know the memoir needs to be written, there are quite a few Lovecraftian-like monsters dwelling in there that I don’t want to unearth!

But still, I’m going to at least attempt it.  Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

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She’s Got The Look! (A Short Post on Themes.)

Today is a very dull, gray day outside.  I guess that’s why I’m in the mood for something shiny and new!

Also today, I have changed my theme to Book Lite.  Don’t get me wrong; I thought that Runo was cool, but I wasn’t 100% satisfied.  I like the Book Lite theme better for at least one reason:  The font is larger.  And, in the realm of Those Who Wear Glasses, that’s a big deal!

It just looks cleaner to me, for some reason.  Cleaner, better organized, larger font – call me a sucker for a pretty design!  Plus, it puts me in the mood to write, what with the book-like font and style.

Feel free to look in on this official WordPress blog post if you’re in the mood for something a little different yourself!

Daily Prompt: Stroke of Midnight

Daily Prompt: Stroke of Midnight.

(I’m playing around with the idea of answering some of the Daily Prompts that WordPress provides every day.  Perhaps doing this every other day will help me stay on track with my blogging, plus provide some unseen fodder for yet-unseen nerdy subjects!)

BUBBLEBATH

Today’s Daily Prompt:

Where were you last night when 2012 was turning into 2013?

I was actually in the bath, working on my first blog post of the new year via my new Nexus 7!

Is that where you’d wanted to be?

Yes…and no.

Yes, I wanted a bath.  And yes, I wanted to be working on my blog post.

But part of me, a tiny, tiny part, also wanted to be with friends at some grand New Years’ party somewhere.

Keep in mind, though, that I had no knowledge of such a party, and that my tolerance for people (especially those under the influence) just isn’t what it used to be.

Not to mention that, when it struck midnight, my husband came in and gave me a kiss anyways.  ❤  So sweet!

So, in a way, I was exactly where I wanted to be!  But, in another way, I couldn’t help but feel a little bummed and lonely.

This feeling, however, may have just been a result of rainy winter weather and a little cabin fever.

QUESTION FOR THE COMMENTERS:  

What is your favorite New Years’ Eve memory?