Blogging During A Baseball Game

Baseball and blogging totally go together.

I know it’s not good to multi-task, but I’m not perfect. I either do nothing or do everything at the same time. There’s no in between. Besides, the commercials during ball games are frequent and way too long when I’m not doing anything.

The more I think about it, the more I want to blog about baseball. What’s stopping me? Better question, who’s stopping me? Myself.

The imposter syndrome is real. Who am I to blog about baseball? Who am I to blog about blogging?

Life has been a grind lately. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Fortunately, I enjoy watching baseball and blogging. Unfortunately, school gets in the way sometimes.

Trying to do two things at once isn’t the most effective way to go. This post has taken a long time to write, and I’m not even halfway there.

In a perfect world where I had 25 hours every day, I like to think my blog posts would be longer. But I do like the shorter format. It’s a nice change from 10 page academic essays.

If you were wondering, which you probably weren’t, I’ve picked up the pace a little bit on this blog post.

Something about doing things slowly bothers me. Most of my problems would be fixed with longer days.

I think I jinxed myself. I stopped blogging because the ball game got interesting.

Remind me not to date a blogger and a baseball fan because then I’d probably never get any work done.

A part of me wishes I had more discipline when it comes to avoiding distractions. Too bad I’m a weak mortal.

I don’t know how baseball bloggers get any work done.

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Blogger Prompt Chain

Blogger Prompt Chain

Thank you to the awesome Rachel Poli who tagged me. Here’s to creating a “chain” of stories written by writers and bloggers.

Rules:

  1. Pick one of the five given writing prompts.
  2. Set up the Blogger Prompt Chain banner and publish your story under the banner.
  3. After your story, continue the chain by forwarding an invitation to five bloggers or writers. (In case a writer doesn’t have a blog, guest posts can be offered.)
  4. Don’t forget to link the writers to your blog and back to the one who invited you.
  5. Publish the five writing prompts and rules.

Prompts:

a) The End of The Bucket List

Write a story about a character who finds out that he or she is dying and has been knocking things off his/her bucket list and has finally reached the last item.

b) Get Out of the Car With Your Hands Up

You’re driving to your favourite city when you’re stopped by a police officer. Sure, you were going a few miles over the speed limit, so you’re not overly surprised. But you are surprised when the police officer gets to your car and screams, “Get out of your car with your hands up!” This leads to an unexpected night for you. Write this scene.

c) Hiring a New Villain

Your old villain quit over creative differences, so you’ve put yourself in charge of hiring a new villain for your novel. What questions do you ask? What does the new villain’s resume say? Write this scene as if it were a job interview.

d) At The End of The Rainbow

You and a friend have decided to try and follow a rainbow to see if the end holds a pot of gold. But when you finally reach the end, you find something much more valuable than a pot of gold—and it changes your life. Write this scene.

e) The Letter All Writers Should Write

Write a letter to a person who supported your writing career, whether that be a friend, a family member, a teacher (even one that supported you at a very young age before you knew that it would blossom into a writing career), an author you’ve never met but have been inspired by his or her writing. Do you thank them? Do you blame them? Take the letter in any direction you want.

The Letter All Writers Should Write:

Dear Ms. Davis,

Thank you for everything.

I will never forget all you did for me when I was young and dumb.

Thanks for taking interest, for asking questions. More than anything, I’m thankful you believed in me…even when I didn’t.

I’ll always remember you pulled me aside not once but twice. You cared enough to talk to me and see if I was okay before sending me home. You were also the first person who got the chance to tell me someone else wanted to publish my work.

I don’t know if I would’ve taken writing as seriously if not for the start I had. The beginning of every writer’s career matters a lot. I had a good one thanks to you.

I can’t remember everything but I remember some things. I’m sure the memories will come back. Slowly but surely. I’ll treasure all of them.

Your lessons have gone a long way. I owe a lot of my current successes and failures to you. I have no regrets.

You taught me how to be a student. More importantly, you educated me on how to be a writer.

I wonder where you are right now. I hope you’re doing well.

Thank you so much for everything.

I like to believe you’re proud of how much yet also how little I’ve changed. I’m still just as concise and vague at twenty years old like I was at fourteen.

Sincerely,

Herminia

My Invitations:

I’m going to be that blogger who tags everybody and essentially nobody to participate.

Thanks again to Rachel Poli for the invite. I hope you’re all following her amazing blog.

A Life Update You Didn’t Ask For

As I’m prone to do, I’ve been thinking a lot. Which is how this post of thoughts came to be.

I think I like the idea of making changes to this blog more than I like making change.

Obviously, my brain obsesses over blogging when I’m swamped with schoolwork. But maybe over the holidays, I’ll tinker with things.

Somehow, NaNo is in full swing. To be quite honest, I’m not trying to reach 50,000 words or any kind of a word count for that matter. Right now it’s enough to write every day even if the words are terrible.

I’m writing prose. I hope to start a novel and see the story through until the end. So far so good.

In a perfect world, I’d make writing my first priority. But I don’t live in a perfect world. It’s still a priority, just not my first or only.

My reasoning is when I’m eighty years old I won’t be able to dance to the extent I can now. I doubt my body will respond well to doing cartwheels then. Though I like to believe I’ll still be able to write when I’m an old lady.

For that reason, I’m trying to dance as much and as well as I can at this age.

Dance isn’t something I bring up much on this blog. I wonder if I should. There are definitely parallels I can draw between dancing and writing, blogging.

On another note, I’m quite pleased with my reading. Not so with my reviewing. I’m horribly behind in editing and posting book reviews.

I realize I’m better at keeping up with fictional novels than I am with non-fiction. Still, I try to read some non-fiction on the subway ride home, even though I don’t say so on Goodreads. I’m just more casual with my non-fiction reading.

Overall, I’m doing the best I can. That’s what matters to me.

I debated not bringing up school, but since I’m a full-time student, I figured I will. Despite all the assignments due this month and next, I’m managing. I haven’t failed anything. I like to believe I won’t.

If you’ve read this far, kudos to you. I hope you’re doing well. Wishing you the very best life has to offer. Take care. I want to see you around here.

 

Thinking About Taking A Break From Blogging

It seems as though thinking about taking a break from blogging is becoming a trend for me. A few times every year I consider going away on an extended hiatus. More often than not, I weather the storm and ride things out. Interestingly, when I think about not blogging for a few days or weeks even, I’m inspired to blog more.

That being said I didn’t post yesterday. I had a massive headache and couldn’t function like abnormal human being. So I took some medicine before trying to sleep it off. I’m feeling much better if you’re wondering, which you probably weren’t.

Whenever I entertain the idea of skipping a day or twenty, it’s mainly because I feel busy. That’s not my biggest concern this month.

To be honest, I haven’t been too motivated or excited about blogging as of late. I figured taking a few days off might help.

But if there’s one thing I am it’s stubborn. I don’t like the idea of not publishing a post every day. I almost forced my drugged up self to blog yesterday until I thought better of it.

Regardless of what’s going on in my personal life, I want to put in a little bit of work as often as possible.

I won’t give up this gig anytime soon. I hope I can figure everything out. I just know what I’m doing now doesn’t feel right.

Maybe my high expectation syndrome is rearing its ugly head.

I also wouldn’t go say far as to say I’m burnt out. At least not from blogging.

I like to think I’m not bored either.

I’m just set in my ways. So stubborn in how I operate that when things turn out differently, a part of me isn’t happy with the result.

It’s like I have this specific but vague vision of what this blog should be and how my posts need to look. Otherwise, I’m shaking both of my fists at myself.

Nevertheless, the more I blog, the more I realize how little I enjoy editing, especially in comparison to writing. I’ve been procrastinating proofreading and publishing. This issue has contributed to how I’ve been feeling lately.

As a teenager, I used to manage my time better. All that went out the window way too soon.

Don’t ever believe someone who tells you blogging is easy.

Still In A Slump

I’m still in a slump. So blogging has been far from easy.

Instead of talking about how I’m in a creative funk right now, I’m going to say goodbye to the baseball season.

The last game was on October 1, 2017. Funny how the season ends on the first day of a new month.

I’d like to take a moment to thank all of you for putting up with my baseball references. Hopefully, they will be few and far in between now that the season is over. Or maybe I’ll miss it so much that I can’t stop talking about the sport. In which case I should start another blog or something. But who has time for that? Not me. Maybe if I had twenty-five hours in the day. Too bad I don’t.

I realize every player is less than 100 perfect at the end of the season. So am I. It feels like my body decided to break down on me in the beginning of October.

So my creativity has disappeared while my body has seen better days. What’s next?

I’m doing my best to stay positive. To be grateful.

This will pass. The bruise on my knee will heal. The neck pain will go away. The scar on my chest will fade.

How exhausting is it listening to my whining?

This month hasn’t started off on the best note. But it can only get better, right?

Wrong. I got rejected.

To which I tell myself and all of you aspiring writers, it’s part of the industry, the business. Rejection is almost never personal, so don’t take it personally.

Other writers and authors were rejected before you. Many more will be rejected after you. You aren’t alone. You aren’t the only one.

Keep writing. You’ll find a home for your story. Keep going. You’ve gone too far to give up.

Every experience can be a learning one. Improve. Get better. Do great work.

You’ll be rejected more times than you’re accepted.

(I wrote this post at the start of the October. Of course, I like to think I’m breaking out of the slump. I’m also trying to fix the fact that I’ve fallen about a month behind with my blog posts. Bear with me.)

The Challenge In Creating Content

Creating content is challenging.

I’m an advocate for alliteration. Sorry not sorry.

When I think too much, which happens way too often, I realize a few things. Brace yourself for this disorganized, messy post.

In many ways, I have been lucky. I won’t rely on luck to get me where I want, though.

Also, the longer I’m in school, the more value I see in doing things outside academia. Like getting real-life experience by working or volunteering.

I also see the value in having a personal passion project on the side like running a blog. I don’t know what would’ve happened if I hadn’t started mine four-plus years ago. The opportunities I’ve gotten and the offers I’ve been given…amazing. All because one day after school, I decided to make an account on WordPress.

I remind myself it takes years to become an overnight success. Nothing happens overnight, nothing incredible at least.

Like everyone else, I have bad blogging days when I’m struggling to put words down on the page. A part of me enjoys the challenge that comes with writing. It’s worth the effort. After all, the bad days make the good ones even sweeter.

I’m not exactly sure what life has in store for me going forward. But I’ll try to do my best and be my best.

I don’t get bored easily because no day is the same. On the other hand, there’s little to no stability or guarantees in this industry.

Still, I wouldn’t enjoy doing the same thing every day. So I’ll gladly choose to experience the challenging and confusing times that come with creating content.

The Direction Of This Blog?

I’ve been struggling with what direction I want this blog to go in. When I first started, I didn’t have the clearest sense either. I just knew I liked writing about writing, so that’s what I did. And I’ll still continue to write about being a writer.

As of late, I’ve been composing more personal blog posts. Posts about my thoughts, my life.

I often wonder why bother. No one is going to read it. And even if someone does, he or she won’t care. But that’s kind of the point in a way. To write, to blog as though no one will read your words. The point isn’t to impress or please. I’m not trying to be perfect or flawless.

Ultimately, I control what I want to write, what I publish. No one else.

This blog is becoming more of an online diary or a virtual journal. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with that despite the annoying voice in my head telling me otherwise.

I will always write even if no one read anything I wrote.

Sometimes I forget how enjoyable blogging is. I can get caught up in numbers or results. But I can’t forget about the happiness creating brings me.

I’m constantly changing. This blog is too. That’s okay. It’s a good thing I’m not doing the same stuff I did four years ago. Right?

I should embrace change. One exception is the newer WordPress editor. Wake me up when the powers that be replace the newest one with a better one. Until then I will exclusively use the old editor.

I’m stubborn.

I feel proud of my old posts. I really like most of them. But maybe one day, I’ll be able to create content I haven’t created before and not feel guilty for not sticking to what I used to do.

All this being said, I’d love to hear any feedback you may have for me. What do you like? What do you hate? What do you want to see more of?

Thank you for stumbling across this blog and sticking around so long.

I’m Feeling Uninspired

Lately, I’ve been feeling uninspired. I’m telling myself it’s just a phase. That I’m in a slump. But a part of me wonders if there’s more going on then just a weird funk.

I guess when you’ve been blogging for four years and trying to post every day, the novelty of it sort of wears off.

I don’t think I’ve seriously considered quitting at any point, even on bad days. I want this blog to work out more than most things. Maybe more than everything. But that doesn’t make things simpler or easier.

I’m also stubborn. Perhaps even a stubborn fool at times. I don’t want to take days off because I’m tired. Because I don’t feel like blogging.

Great, the electricity just went out, so I’m using the flashlight on my phone. This is not nearly as romantic as writing by candlelight.

I lost my train of thought. Where was I?

Some days I think more than others. Way to go, Herminia. Stating the obvious seems to be my strength and/or weakness. Depends how you look at it.

I have no clue what direction this blog will take or where I’ll end up, but I believe in myself. I like to think I believe in this blog. And I very much believe in all of you.

Perhaps there will come a day where I decide I need a break. Maybe. Maybe not. Time will tell.

It’s so hard for someone like me to accept that I don’t have all the answers.

I’m also still relying on the flashlight on my phone to see what I’m writing, and I miss real lighting more than I’ve ever missed anything.

I guess I’m coming to terms with the fact that things are always in flux. Everything is constantly changing. I am too.

It took a while for these words to be written. I hope it didn’t take too long for you to read them all.

Regardless, I’m still a writer at heart. The struggle, the time, the effort. It’s all worth it. Every sweet and bitter second.

From One Blogger To Another

I have some thoughts about blogging that I want to share.

After being on WordPress for over four years, I’ve come to realize a few things.

I procrastinate writing. I put off editing. It’s not a good combination when trying to publish a post every day. Technically, every night.

I’m hard on myself. So hard.

I hope you aren’t as hard on yourself.

I want a post to be perfect or as close to perfect as possible, which makes me avoid doing the work. But by doing so I give myself less time to write and edit the post.

In short, I’m a bad blogger. But you already knew that.

Write. Edit. Publish. Don’t procrastinate. Don’t put off. Don’t be like me.

Staying True To Yourself

I used to be someone I wasn’t. I wasn’t myself because I tried to be what people wanted or expected of me.

I’m not perfect by any stretch. I still struggle to stay true to what I stand for. But it’s easy to give in.

At times, I feel very much like I’m a doormat. Because I let people step on me figuratively. I don’t put my foot down.

I can be firm, say no. I tend to know what I want to do, what I don’t want to do. But I’ve never been the best at vocalizing my desires or opinions, especially if they’re unpopular, which they often are.

When I first sat down to write this post, I figured I’d write about my journey as a blogger. How at one point in time I was not blogging for myself. And because of that, I didn’t feel happy. Or content with my creations.

But recently I realized I’m not always myself around people in general. Maybe that means I need new company. Or maybe I have to rethink who I am as well as who I want to be.

For better or worse, people change. Differently. Some people change faster while others take a bit longer.

Now more than ever before I’ve come to accept and embrace my flaws, quirks, etc. But I can love myself yet still want to improve, get better. That’s life for you.

Humans are not easily content. At least, I’m not. If I was completely happy, I wouldn’t have to do anything ever again. I wouldn’t learn every day. Or read, write, blog.

As I grow older, I hope to mature and become the person I aspire to be. Not always easy, but I’m doing my best. That’s all I ask of myself.

Stay true to yourself. Don’t live your life for someone else.