I Needed That!

Today was the first day of a new writing club which lucky for me…is three minutes away from where I work. The new group was founded by one of the girls who is also involved with the literary non profit I volunteer for sometimes. We are both on the committee for the upcoming writing event next month. It is in such a good location, I had to check it out. It was nice to get some inspiration without having to go downtown. I’m glad I went.

I learned a lot about one of my tiny supporting characters. Her role isn’t small…just her height. Staring at a blank page and writing for an hour and twenty minutes did wonders for me. I started with questions and while I have some answers, I also have new questions. I was surprised a time or two and have some things to research. It was super productive for me! Did I mention that I am glad I went? I think I did….

A new character popped up but she doesn’t have a name yet. It was weird writing (name?) whenever I referenced her. She will have a name before the end of tonight…at least that’s the plan. She is a crucial part of this character’s backstory and I may need to watch an old movie or two?  I kept getting the visual of Annie Potts, so I need to figure out which movie and why? I love Annie Potts so it shouldn’t be too hard to model a character after her.

I have lots to look up while watching the big Jeopardy “GOAT” show. You know I don’t watch a lot of TV but that hooked me right away. I like all three of the contestants and I like that they are all playing nice. Hopefully it’s not just for show.

Work has been work. The Optician is still crazy and semi talks to me but she is still making mistakes left and right. I don’t know why the “powers that be” aren’t telling her but it’s not my job. I’m not interested in pointing these things out anyway.

The tiny little narcissist that I work with has been on a roll. First she asked me (much to the horror of the surgery nurse) “you still get your period…how old are you?” Maybe I should have been offended but instead I decided to have fun with it and replied “You know how they are always calling me a witch? Well I curse you….you will have your period until you are 59 years old.” I can’t curse her but the look on her face was enough for me. It didn’t really phase her for too long because twenty minutes later she says to me “you know if you get with a man, you can still get pregnant?” Get out!!! No way!!! Really, thanks for telling me! I had no idea!  All of those would have been great responses but I just rolled my eyes and walked away.

Then she started crying because her baby daddy is seeing someone new. I roll my eyes around her almost as much as I did when I was a teenager. I told she can’t have her cake and eat it too and she didn’t like that one bit. Her biggest complaint over the twenty year old dating her 29 year old baby daddy “she’s not even prettier than me.”  I wanted to say “she is twenty and doesn’t need the snapchat filter like you do.” but I didn’t. It was difficult but I restrained myself. She brought Indiana boy home before he brought the twenty year old home…this child has no clue…for real. She plays both sides of the coin as well as she plays people and it still surprises me how many people fall for her act. You can’t see it…but I just rolled my eyes again.

Tomorrow is half day Wednesday and I have a ton of things to do…or at least I think I do? Who knows what I will deem important enough to actually do and check off of my list….Zia

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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