I would love to post more about my book but my next few pages are in South Carolina.

I wish I would've taken all my stuff with me when I left South Carolina, regretfully I didnt have enough money to rent a Uhaul, and whats even worse is I didnt grab all the pages I printed out on my book. So somewhere in a little storage unit in South Carolina is about 5 pages of single spaced typed words of my book. Now I remember enough about those 5 pages that I wouldnt have to worry too much about rewriting them. But I would love to just go get them, put them in the parts of my book that I already have, and then go from there. I have continued writing past that, seeing as how I grab the pages after that. I should probably just go back and rewrite it, that way I could send it off as soon as I finish it, seeing as how I will probably not ever get back to South Carolina with the amount of money it would take to get my stuff out of storage until I sell my book. So far I have had people only say good things about what I wrote. I just recently sent off the first part of the book to Brandon Sanderson for him to read. I saw him at the book signing for his latest book, The Alloy of Law, in Huntington Beach. He said he would read what I send him, and he is a real down to earth guy so I believed him when he said that.
I hope he really likes it and offers words of encouragement or criticism to help me finish my book. I need that type of motivation because I get distracted easily. Well I hope to get more of my book done, I am trying to be more industrious. I have a few projects going on, and I would love support, so if you know anyone who likes reading, tell them to come here, I would love to have more people read what I have written and offer any advice. Thanks for reading.

A good friend told me I need to remember my dreams.

So I dont know if I have ever mentioned that I dont remember my dreams. The only ones I remember are ones that wake me up in the middle of them, which are usually nightmares. If I sleep the whole night threw I dont remember them. Is this my subconscious telling me I should write horror stories? I dont know, because most of mine are dealing more with just straight dying then actually being scary. Does this mean anything as well? I am constantly dreaming of dying or near death situations, not in extremely scary settings. Like last night, I was chased down by a woman with a gun and shot. I will spare the extra details, but we will just say, she had a story, a lie about me doing something that I didnt and when I didnt go along with her story, and implied that she was at fault, she became extremely upset with me and shot me.
Its the shock of dying or almost dying that breaks me out of sleep. Thus allowing me to remember the dream I was currently in. I am sure I have better, more fun dreams that would be more like what I would like to write about but I can not remember them.
I feel like continuing writing the book that I started this blog for, it gets hard when I am constantly being interrupted. I wrote mainly at work, when I was in the Air Force, the down time of just sitting and waiting and listening for stuff we reported was a lifetime, so I was constantly writing, having a computer, one that was mine for all shift helped too. Now I dont get a computer and we are constantly interrupted here. I could write at home, but that requires me to have some self restraint which I am sorely in need of. I do know that I enjoy books, fantasy ones, that explain in sufficient manner how the magic that they use works. I dont like books, or like books less, that just say, he waggled his fingers and shot out a fireball. It just is poor craftsmanship, I want to know how he does that, where he draws his power from, maybe I am a nerd, but I like to be entertained and believe that on some distant world there are people who can pull power from the flow of magic from the air and channel it through themselves, or learn the true name of something and command it to do as their bidding, not just yell out fireball and it magically, yes I know, appear. That seems enough for now.

Another possible book idea.

So I think it would be totally fun to write how-to books without knowing how to do something in the first place. Just use my imagination to make up how to do a whole variety of things. From cooking, crafts, carpentry to raising kids, psychiatry and marriage. I think it would be something hilarious. Especially since I am good at making things up. I think most people would be surprised at how much I dont know, I just talk confidently and act like I know what I am talking about. Most people dont do enough research to find out that I am totally full of crap haha. Maybe saying so on here isnt the best idea, but people are forgetful too, they wont remember that my confidence is feigned. I am just that good, haha.

1 year older, almost.

So I am 1 year older from the time of my last post, and nothing has changed. I thought things had, but now I am back where I was a year ago. It is funny how life is like that. I havent written much on any book idea I have had, yet I have had an idea about a TV show. It would be somewhat like cheaters, the reality show that followed the significant others of people who thought they were being cheated on. But this show would be called "Unfit" or something like that. It would follow ex spouses who had custody of children around, set on by the person who wanted to prove that they should be taking care of the children, not the parent who had custodial rights at the time.
They would have private investigators follow and gather information on both of the parents and if both parents agreed they would hold a Judge Judy type courtroom appearance to figure out if the parent who brought up the case had enough to get better if not custodial rights of the children. If the parent the charges were brought against did not want to be seen in court before a TV judge then the show would foot the bill for the case, if there was enough evidence, as long as the parent who contacted the show in the first place, and gave an interview afterwards, hopefully with the children.
Well thats all for now, and why I should be saddened after recent happenings in my life, maybe that will come later, but for now I am sort of relieved. In a sense that I can settle down and have a peaceful life once again. Well as peaceful as it can get for me. Maybe I will get a job on the east coast and be able to accept it. If only I could hear back from ALI. Oh well, thanks for reading.

Soo...

I am getting the feeling like I want to work on my book some more. I just finished reading a couple Brandon Sanderson books and am amazed at how well he writes. It has really put me in the mood to write myself. I want to finish my book and see if it is worthy of being published. Most likely after some very heavy editing, of course. But I am excited to finish it, as an introduction to this world that lives inside my head, and also as a way to write other stories that coincide with this place.
I always wanted to write, to finish my book, but real life tends to get in the way and make it difficult. Now that things are again dying down and my life is looking like it might become stable again I can look at writing with a fresh mind again. The ideas have been there all along, they have just been filed and stored under "Save for later date". So here goes, time to start writing again, look out world you are in store for a wonderful adventure.

Mangling of words

It sometimes amazes me how a phrase, comment or a whole conversation of mine can be taken the wrong way. Am I that unclear as to believe that when I am trying to convey my feelings for a certain subject or person, that it gets taken in a way that I didnt mean at all? I am sure that many times, the mangling of my words isn't meant in a malicious way. But I still dont like it when it is done. When I am trying to be sincere, kind and just trying to explain things people take it as an attack. Maybe it is just because it is things that I care about deeply, since I am usually not one to put things into words. They usually come at a time of great passion, so feelings are heightened and more easily offended.
Well that is enough of that. I am looking into writing a short book, humorous of course since that suits me the most, but with a serious side note to it about dating as a nice guy. I consider myself a nice guy, some people may disagree with that but they will burn in the deep fiery pits of heck. So yeah, I am a nice guy, and dating isnt very fun. Because I have a tendency to care about people and trust that they are decent people as well. I forget that most people have faults, as I do too, and that they sometimes take advantage of my trust and kindness, sometimes unknowingly. But in the end, most of the time it ends up with me alone with only empty compliments. I could be bitter, but as I was thinking about it, I would be better suited turning my life and my dating snafoos into a humorous, book of learning. And who knows, maybe some trustworthy, funny, witty, beautiful woman will read said book, or blogpost (since I probably will never get it published) and decide that she will want to change my opinion on dating as a nice guy.
I say dating as a nice guy because, I have done the whole, be a jerk, get a girl to fall for you, because they do, it is ridiculous I know. But it never felt right that way, because I am not a jerk, no matter what my ex's say. I am a nice guy, and hopefully one day, instead of complimenting me on my niceness as they sail away from me. I will get a nice girl as well who is willing to drop anchor and moor with me. Yes sailing analogies, gets the girls every time.

Yeah its been a while hasnt it.

Searching for work has to be the most depressing thing ever. Knowing that you have skills to do a job but not getting hired because you can not prove that you can do a job is the worst. I thought I might have something when I almost got hired on at Honda. I had never sold cars before in my life, but I knew that I could do it. The guys who were doing the interviews thought so as well because they pushed me along and were going to hire me but then corporate said no and that fell apart. At least I can go to school and get my degree.
I cant help but think that the only reason I dont have a job yet is because Heavenly Father has something wonderful in store for me and if I get some small blessing right now, I wont be ready for the wonderful blessing that will be coming if I will only be patient.
I am blessed with a caring, patient family who is allowing me to get my schooling done and have a roof over my head. But it is so hard to keep myself from daydreaming about a time when I will be able to be on my own again. I cant wait to have a job, and feel like I am contributing to society again, instead of just being a sponge soaking up what other people work so hard for.