Throw me a prompt and I'll write for you.
Today has been an epic day of WTF-ness that I almost just don't even have the words to describe.
Boiled down, work was a horror/shit show to the point that my Boss actually broke my Give a Fuck button. I have seriously ceased to Give a Fuck. I'm done. The end. In fact, I'm so done that there may be some very good things coming out of it.
I wrote a while back about making a big change. No word of a lie, when I wrote that I was doing the research required to find out what it would take for me to entirely scrap everything I'd worked on the previous two and half years and finish my degree in Criminal Justice instead of Art, with the goal of going into Law Enforcement. It was thisclose. Total crisis of faith, really. And while I still have a super affinity for the idea of serving that way, I did eventually come to the realization that the lifestyle I've begun to become accustomed to and want to continue to pursue is really not very compatible with an occupation in Law Enforcement.
Besides, I really do have a passion for my art (And my tattoos, and my piercings...) I just needed to remember what that was like and why I feel that way.
Now, as to the good things that are coming from today's bushel full of bullshit: In the last couple of weeks I've really started the push for setting up my ceramic business - working on website, graphic design stuff, making product line decisions and looking at target market, where and when I want to sell my work. And for a while, I've been saying I needed to quit my day job and just dive in, because I never seem to have the time to do the ceramics I want/need to while I'm working my desk job. Well... I haven't quit yet... but I think it's coming a lot sooner than I had originally planned.
With any luck, by August I'll be up and running, taking orders, and answering to no one but myself (and my cats. And maybe my husband...)
Cross your fingers for me. This could be pretty much amazing.
Boiled down, work was a horror/shit show to the point that my Boss actually broke my Give a Fuck button. I have seriously ceased to Give a Fuck. I'm done. The end. In fact, I'm so done that there may be some very good things coming out of it.
I wrote a while back about making a big change. No word of a lie, when I wrote that I was doing the research required to find out what it would take for me to entirely scrap everything I'd worked on the previous two and half years and finish my degree in Criminal Justice instead of Art, with the goal of going into Law Enforcement. It was thisclose. Total crisis of faith, really. And while I still have a super affinity for the idea of serving that way, I did eventually come to the realization that the lifestyle I've begun to become accustomed to and want to continue to pursue is really not very compatible with an occupation in Law Enforcement.
Besides, I really do have a passion for my art (And my tattoos, and my piercings...) I just needed to remember what that was like and why I feel that way.
Now, as to the good things that are coming from today's bushel full of bullshit: In the last couple of weeks I've really started the push for setting up my ceramic business - working on website, graphic design stuff, making product line decisions and looking at target market, where and when I want to sell my work. And for a while, I've been saying I needed to quit my day job and just dive in, because I never seem to have the time to do the ceramics I want/need to while I'm working my desk job. Well... I haven't quit yet... but I think it's coming a lot sooner than I had originally planned.
With any luck, by August I'll be up and running, taking orders, and answering to no one but myself (and my cats. And maybe my husband...)
Cross your fingers for me. This could be pretty much amazing.
The prompt is "Something to be."
I ended up writing from my cowboy verse, the original snippet of which I've put under the second cut for your easy access and reading pleasure. "Something to Smile About" is completely work safe - "Sagebrush" isn't by a hell of a long shot.
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I ended up writing from my cowboy verse, the original snippet of which I've put under the second cut for your easy access and reading pleasure. "Something to Smile About" is completely work safe - "Sagebrush" isn't by a hell of a long shot.
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