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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books.php/item_id/1979876-Journaling-A-Writing-Life
by Janine
Rated: 13+ · Book · Writing · #1979876
Journal entries of my life as a writer.
This is a journal of my writing life since I joined the Writing.com community of writers. This is such a different place for me, I think it's a good idea to document my new writing adventures.
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August 3, 2014 at 9:21pm
August 3, 2014 at 9:21pm
#824369
August 3 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Today's prompt seems to be about a news article. I found one I think is very intetrsting.

Italians enraged at rise of Sicily's new Facebook mafia by Tom Kington, Rome on August 3, 2014 in The Telegraph

August 2, 2014 at 8:39pm
August 2, 2014 at 8:39pm
#824271
August 2 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Today is the first Satuday of five Saturdays in the month of August, 2014.

I never really gave it much thought about there being five weekends this month. It does sound cool to have five weekends in a month. Today was an interesting day. I went out to eat Chinese food for cheap at a restaurant today. There was quite a crowd there. I picked up some good gossip and watched the show of people. There were some older people there and that seemed unusual. I got to say hi to a cute older couple as I enjoyed my tea. Someone wanted to give me a message and my fortune cookie was way cool. I was also informed of how bad the drought was. That was good information.

The next stop was to pick up some snacks to take back to the nursing home. The employees didn't seem to understand how to make the cash register work properly and it didn't add correctly. I got to demonstrate I could count to seven and that I could add and tell when the total did not account for sale items. It was one of the more bizarre purchasing experiences I've ever had. So they ended up cheating me out of money two ways, instead of three. I wasn't in the mood to deal with the manager, so I let their crimes stand as they did. I have no idea what they thought they were doing. It was totally strange.
August 1, 2014 at 10:02pm
August 1, 2014 at 10:02pm
#824183
August 1 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

This seems to be a free prompt day and some people are going with a Hemingway quote. I decided to see if I could find one I liked and I did find one I wanted to use. So on with the writer who was born the same year as my dad's dad, Hemingway.

"The best way to find out if you can trust someobody is to trust them." - Ernest Hemingway

I believe this statement is true. My understanding is that you should always think the best of someone until they prove you wrong. It's similar to erring on the side of caution.

I just think it's good manners to assume someone is a good person, until proven otherwise. This follows with the legal concept that a person is presumed innocent until proven guilty in a court of law. This is part of the constitutional right to due process. There is a formal process to follow to get someone legally convicted of committing a crime.

My personal experience with this is tragic. A giant government research corporation was considered to be experts, until they were proven not to be experts numerpus times, yet they still tell people they are experts. They have influenced people to commit crimes. I find this to be very sad and tragic. These were law abiding citizens before these researchers came along and taught people how to commit crimes and make it sound like fun to commit crimes.

One of the things this research corporation has done is to tell people I am a criminal and tell people I should be punished without the formal legal process at all. This research corporation denied me my constitutional right to due process by playing judge, jury and executioner by being vigilantes.

Some people have looked at my criminal record and have found that the formal process of charging me and prosecuting me has not happened. This research corporation has triggered numerous investigations over the years. The investigations have not turned up the evidence people say exists. The research corporation has tried to submit evidence against me numerous times. These people do not understand the legal system or the law well enough to know the evidence they are submitting does not show me to be a criminal.

I haven't told anyone they are not allowed to investigate me. Unfortunately many people do not understand how to conduct a legal and lawful investigation. I am not to be harmed by the investigations. The investigations are not supposed to hamper me, unless they have cause.

My constitutional rights must be upheld. My human rights must be upheld. I have other specific rights as well. I wish I could get people to understand the situation well enough to know that certain things are not allowed to happen and other things must happen.

Numerous lawyers and even law enforcement and healthcare people have tried to get certain things to stop or to happen in order to stop this disaster from continuing. People refuse to listen to sound advice because they are too determined to harm me in any way they can find. This makes the situation worse for everyone. Someone pointed out that I'm an educator. I am and I continue to educate people in the hopes that I can do my part to stop the disaster. At least I try to get people to stop doing wrong and start doing right.
August 1, 2014 at 3:48pm
August 1, 2014 at 3:48pm
#824130
*Equalizer* I called Mom and she said she picked up Grandma from the hospital and brought her home. Grandma thinks she must have blacked out. She has a bump above her eye that hurts and a bruise on her arm that doesn't hurt. My brother said he was going to check out what was going on.
August 1, 2014 at 12:21pm
August 1, 2014 at 12:21pm
#824108
*Cat* I feel so strange today. My sheets were bunched up around my chest this morning, so it was a rough night. Someone came to see if I was awake or not at 3:00am. I took out a cart they parked in the room. My blood sugar is heading too low again.

I wonder what is going on with my family. My grandma fell yesterday and hit her head and got a black eye. My mom said the home health nurse said my grandma had to go to the emergency room to see how bad the blow to her head was. Something is nagging at me that my grandma is a victim of domestic abuse. I wonder what will happen at the hospital today with my grandma.
July 31, 2014 at 12:26am
July 31, 2014 at 12:26am
#823992
*Teapot* So I recently got booted out of Blog City and Blogging Circle of Friends. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop and get kicked out of the 30 Day Blogging Challenge. Maybe that won't happen.

I don't understand why people on a writing site don't believe in freedom of the press. I'm a little confused on the concept. I didn't harrass anyone. I did what I was supposed to do. I got no cease and desist order. I don't even get the concept. Oh well. I guess I'll maybe hear more about this as time goes on. I'm not understanding what all of the drama is all about. I guess I'm a bit clueless.
July 31, 2014 at 12:13am
July 31, 2014 at 12:13am
#823991
July 31 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Who says I'm forgetting this? Write everything in three part series July 29-31.

So today is the third part to this prompt on what I've forgotten. I have forgotten to discuss right to freedom of the press. I had to take a special class on the constitution and sign a loyalty oath saying I would uphold the constitution in order to become a credentialed teacher in California. The constitution requires that I stand up for my rights as an American citizen. I am standing up for my right to free press. Blogging is a special form of press. It's made for writers. For some reason there are people who don't think I have a right to free press. I'm not sure what the issue is. I don't really understand why they don't believe I have the right to free press. Oh well. At least someone told me they liked my poetry and my stories. That was cool. I guess I will find out more about this drama as time goes on. For now, I will just continue being the strong, independent person that I am. There are a lot of things I don't understand about why people do or say what they do or say. Oh well. Have a great day with forgetful things.

5d2
July 30, 2014 at 9:10am
July 30, 2014 at 9:10am
#823923
July 30 Blogging Prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends

What is your favorite month or months of the year? Write a myth about it.

My favorite month is December.

Winter Fairy

The Winter Fairy comes but once a year on the fifteenth of December. She's a little different than old Saint Nick. She grants wishes. You better be good so the Winter Fairy will grant your wishes. Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.
July 30, 2014 at 8:58am
July 30, 2014 at 8:58am
#823922
July 30 Blogging Prompt for "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise

Name three books that made your childhood a happier place.

My Aunt Terry used to give me books for Christmas and I thought that was a wonderful gift. I cherrish her for those gifts. One year she gave me a set of Judy Bloom books. Some people know her books. The books I got were coming of age books and I thought they were very educational. One was about boys. I thought she only wrote about girls, so I wanted to know what the boy book was about. I learned about wet dreams and a boy not knowing what to do about his situation. I thought girls had it bad with period stains. This book made me feel sorry for men.

I liked The Velveteen Rabbit. I wondered what it would be like to be loved that much. It made me think there was hope I would be loved that much in the future. Maybe some of these baby blankets and quilts I made for kids were loved that much.

I liked The Little Engine That Could if I remember the title correctly. It taught me about persistence. If I only try hard enough, then I'll be successful. Persistence does pay off at times. It doesn't always work, but in the right situation it can make all the difference in the world.

I liked Volksy. It was a story about a family and their VW bug. It seemed so cool how happy the family was and that's how my mom, my aunt and my grandparents came to California. I thought VW bugs and other cars by Volkswagon were the best cars in the world. I learned to drive in my mom's Volkswagon. I love driving stick shift. I know some guys like a woman who can drive stick shift. They think it's sexy.

I liked The Giving Tree. The tree was so happy to give. I feel happy when I give. I enjoy helping others. I just have to watch out because some people I helped turned into my stalkers. I don't want to stop helping people, but I do it differently now.
July 30, 2014 at 8:28am
July 30, 2014 at 8:28am
#823920
July 30 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Who says I'm forgetting this? Write everything in three part series July 29-31.

Today is part two of this prompt and today the thing I've forgptten is dangerous men. One of the difficulties I have is my attraction to powerful men. In itself that's not bad, but many powerful men are dangerous. I'm still attracted to my first rapist. I have to stay away from him for my own safety. One guy I like is a dangerous criminal. He doesn't act that way around me, but what if he brings other dangerous criminals into my life? Can I really be with him and take the risk? There's another dangerous man I might be able to help. What if I can't handle his family? My life can be kind of sad. I still try to think of ways to make it better. Maybe someone old will be good to me or maybe I'll find someone new. Powerful men could be handy in the right situation. I still have hope.
July 29, 2014 at 9:11am
July 29, 2014 at 9:11am
#823806
July 29 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Who says forgetting this? Write everything in three part series July 29-31.

I guess we're supposed to write about things we forgot about for three days. So how do I write about what I forgot if I forgot about it?

I guess I can write about having trouble remembering names. I've always struggled with remembering names. I have to associate the names with something else in order to remember them at all. It's like I have a blockage in that part of my brain. I think about what I learned about data bases and data models and I try to connect the tables of information in my brain by joining them through association. I heard one of my nicknames is database head and people don't understand why I think that's a compliment. I can pull up tons of information from my brain in all sorts of ways, yet I still have memory problems mostly in short term memory and names. So I'm trying to keep my mind active in an attempt to repair the damage done to my brain. It's difficult, but that's been true all of my life. The stroke was pretty bad, but I know I am capable of using my brain for all kinds of things, like I did my whole life.
July 29, 2014 at 8:42am
July 29, 2014 at 8:42am
#823802
July 29 Blogging Prompt for "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise

What are you afraid of? All of us at some point in our lives has feared something, how did you handle it? Please discuss a topic that you have not previously shared. Dig deep.

So I've already discussed being terrorized by my stalkers, so I will turn to a different fear of mine. I am afraid I will never have love in my life ever again because my stalkers have destroyed all of my hope in this area. I will still put forth some effort because I still want to have someone to love, but I don't actually expect any relationship to last because my stalkers seek to destroy everything and anything in my life. The lies told by my stalkers undermine every effort I put forth. So many people believe the lies and finding a man to see past the lies is next to impossible. Thanks to my stalkers, my love life is a total disaster.
July 29, 2014 at 8:25am
July 29, 2014 at 8:25am
#823801
July 29 Blogging Prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends

Describe the most ambitious DIY project you've ever taken on.

My little cabin in the woods in South Lake Tahoe was my dream house. I wanted to live in a cabin in the woods. That little property had several trees on it and a stream running through it that made the coolest patterns in the snow.

This cabin was fifty years old and a total fixer upper. My stalkers were sabbotaging me every single step of the way. I got the electrical system replaced. The fake laundry room was turned into a real laundry room. The deck in back was reinforced for a hot tub. I painted an old door in the back yard and turned it into a desk on top of book shelves and filing cabinets with a fabric skirt around it to hide the bookcases and file cabinets. It had a huge piece of glass for the top of the desk. It made a really nice big work area for my teacher life. I had the heating system replaced, too. The paint job made the place look great. I planted flowers in the front yard. Students and a parent helped me move and tear off indoor shingles and plant things in the back yard. I painted inside the house with different colors for different rooms. I painted stencils, too. Even the kitchen floor got redone by a student. Replacing the water heater was another big job and then there was the parking pad and the fence, too.

So I was run out of my dream house of a cabin in the woods by my stalkers. The house was pretty much fixed up by the time I had to flee for my life. I only got to live in my dream house for eleven months. The stalking was too horrible and my stalkers coming into my home while I was asleep to do what they did for the fake porn site was too much for me to deal with. I trapped my worst stalker in my house and the police let him out and let him run free because they thought he was supposed to be terrorizing me as part of the FBI investigation. The police didn't care one single bit about an investigation turned ugly. They thought that was perfectly acceptable for the investigators to commit crimes against an innocent woman. I even watched a police officer destroy evidence right before my eyes. The police are monsters in my eyes and they seem to want innocent people to be tortured and murdered. I don't report anything to the police anymore. It's a total waste of my time and effort. They hate victims too much to lift a finger to help. There was a small effort by the police to do right for a while in a couple of places, but they didn't really care about truly helping me. I even tried to turn in evidence and they didn't even want to see or hear the evidence I had. The victimization was so horrible in South Dakota that law enforcement was forced to do something. Law enforcement thinks it's a joke that I believe they are supposed to help victims. Law enforcement is horrible. If I had to call 911, I would. But I don't expect law enforcement to ever do right. From what I've seen in multiple locations, they are rotten to the core. I can try to get them to understand my point of view, but I've been trying to do that for years. I guess every once in a while they help some people just to make it look good. I am afraid of law enforcement with good reason.
July 28, 2014 at 2:11pm
July 28, 2014 at 2:11pm
#823748
July 28 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Tell and share something about your kiss.

This is a different prompt. I guess I could talk about my favorite kisses or kissers. A kiss is something shared between people. So I guess others would know more about my kisses than me. I like to have passion for the one I kiss. I guess I remember the kisses with two men more than any other men I've kissed. I remember my first kiss and other kisses with that man and I remember my kisses with a man I can't get out of my system. Okay, there are multiple men I can't get out of my system. There are some men I'm attracted to and want to be with, but I can't. Oh well.

Okay... enough procrastination jibberish. My kisses with the right man or men show my hunger for them. They show how much I care for them. They let them know what I want. My kisses communicate. My kisses tell a story. My kisses tell my cravings. My kisses are telling.
July 28, 2014 at 11:23am
July 28, 2014 at 11:23am
#823735
July 28 Blogging Prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends

"The serene philosophy of the pink rose is steadying. It's fragrent, delicate petals open fully and are ready to fall, without regret or disillusion, after only a day in the sun. It is so every summer. One can almost hear their pink, fragrent murmur as they settle down upon the grass: 'Summer, summer, it will always be summer.'" - Rachel Peden

What is your serene philosophy? or What is summer to you? Choose the question you like best or answer both of them, whichever you like.

I believe in live and let live. I believe people should accept people for who they are. I don't like it when people are unfairly critical of me or think they should tell me how to live my life. I didn't like my family telling me to be a doctor or a lawyer when I wanted to be a teacher. I didn't like a friend telling me that being in love wasn't important. I don't like people to tell me to do something when I'm already doing it. I don't like people thinking they know me well enough to be my life coach, when they know nothing about me whatsoever. I don't like it when people tell people they know me well, so people think they know all about me when I don't know anyone at all who knows all about me. People have never cared to get to know all about me.

As far as what summer is to me goes, I think of family vacations, backpacking, Museum of Science and Industry, Girl Scout summer camp, working and teaching summer school. Teaching summer school was very interesting. I got to teach summer school at the high school and college level. I needed the money and the fast pace was a huge challenge. Teaching Geometry in summer school was a huge challenge to get those students to know how to write proofs well enough to handle the calculus classes. I really liked teaching geometry proofs. I liked teaching how to use a compas and protractor to do constructions fun, too. I enjoyed writing the tests and quizzes for geometry. The most fun time I taught geometry at summer school was when the students begged to have a five by six inch index card of notes for the final and then asked to have two of them. I told them they had to be hand written, not typed and taped to the index cards. I wondered why they thought that was going to help them pass the final. It just meant they were going to study harder for the final in order to figure out what they wanted to put on the cards. I felt like they either knew it or they didn't and whatever was on that card probably wasn't going to help them pass the final. So I had a huge smile on inside of me on that final day. I don't think anyone who put the effort in ever failed my geometry classes. I worked hard to make sure everyone understood the concepts in that class so they could survive the calculus classes at that school. There was a PHD who liked teaching calculus and he was a difficult teacher to pass, so I felt it was my duty to drill geometry into their heads so they would be ready to endure that teacher's classes. I'll never forget when a disabilities resource student made it all the way through the math program to finally take calculus. I told her to demand he teach her calculus well enough for her to understand it. I told her that was his job to help her understand it. I was so proud of that student for getting that man to teach her well. That was impressive.
July 28, 2014 at 10:11am
July 28, 2014 at 10:11am
#823724
July 28 Blogging Prompt for "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise

Ten things that you think make people interesting.

This is an interesting prompt. I find many things interesting about different people. I like people who are intelligent. I find people's personal history interesting. I find people's educational life interesting. I find people's work history interesting. I find someone's life goals intetesting. I find the way someone explains something interesting. I find the way people teach to be interesting. I find people who have overcome adversity to be interesting. Certain people have a sense of humor that I find interesting. Some people have interesting personalities. Some people have interesting writing styles. Some people are interesting because of their musical ability. I find computer geeks and math geeks to be interesting. I find really bad customer service to be interesting because they don't know that's how they drive away business and could put their jobs at risk. I find it interesting when people don't have a good work ethic, since they don't understand a job worth doing is a job worth doing well. I find it interesting when people don't value education, since that's what will hopefully make them a more valuable employee or could help them start their own business. I find it sometimes to be intetesting when someone doesn't make sense and other times I find it irritating. I find people who are fluent in more than one language to be interesting. I find people from different countries or different cultures to be interesting. I find the way people learn to be interesting. I find auditory learners to be interesting. I find people with learning disabilities to be interesting. I find the way people speak to be interesting. I find the way people choose to live interesting. I find the reasons people marry to be interesting. I find the reasons people break up to be interesting. I find the way people respond to my writing to be interesting.

I lost count... I think that's at least ten things that make people interesting to me.
July 27, 2014 at 8:33am
July 27, 2014 at 8:33am
#823640
July 27 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

Choose any blog entry from your fellow bloggers here in WDC or outside that you think resonates. Share with us one of your own blog posts that you think stands out this week.

BillieGail memory of Cheyenne wrote the entry "Invalid Entry yesterday. I really felt she was very down to earth with her responses and her poem is beautiful. I like her plan for her first million. It sounds great. Her advice to new bloggers is great. I really enjoyed this entry. It cheered me up.

My entry "Invalid Entry meant a lot to me. This is what I've been begging for for years now. I want a chance to get a life again and rejoin the workforce with a new degree and go back to working on my arts and crafts because I enjoy doing it and others like my hand-made gifts. As you can tell from the comment I received, people do not believe I will ever be given an opportunity to move on with my life and they think I am completely incapable of doing anything. This is how bad a rumor mill is. People tell lies about me and others believe the lies. People think if I get any of the money I'm supposed to get that will mean I have all the money in the world, which makes no sense. People also want me to be as miserable as possible so I will want to be dead. I'm an optimist and they don't understand what an optimist is. This is what I deal with almost all of the time. I just try to do the best I can to help myself and others, because that's what good people do.
July 26, 2014 at 1:39pm
July 26, 2014 at 1:39pm
#823588
July 26 Blogging Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS

How do you spend your first $1M?

If I had a million dollars, I would buy a place to live. I wouldn't be able to live where I wanted to live, but I would be able to finally have a place to live. Finding a way to go back to living on my own again is so important to me. I hate having no idea how to go back to living on my own again, get a master's degree and go back to teaching at the college level. I so miss teaching and I loved teaching college students. One million dollars could get me a place to live and enough money for a master's program. I might also be able to squeeze out a car, too. I could even buy clothes to go back to the workplace. I could get back to having a life again. I could try to put this stalking disaster behind me. I could go back to big grocery shopping again and cooking for myself again. I could eat the food I want to eat. I know my stalkers won't let go of me, but I could have more joy in my life. I might even be able to buy a sewing machine and fabric to go back to making quilts again. I really wish people would allow me to get back on my feet again after such a horrid crime spree. I'll keep my fingers crossed in hopes of people coming to their senses and helping me get back to living a life after so much victimization. I'm so tired of not having a place to live. My car broke down a while ago. I want to live my life the way I want to live it.
July 26, 2014 at 1:43am
July 26, 2014 at 1:43am
#823564
July 26 Blogging Prompt for "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise

I'm new to blogging. What pointers would you give me to become a good blogger? Do you think pictures are important in a blog? Music? Links to information?

This is a toughy. I see blogging as a wide open genre of writing. There are many different types of blogs. I think a blogger needs to decide what kind of blog they want to have and then make the call from there.

Blogs are kind of like the writer's form of websites. Some people write news articles on their blogs. Some use their blogs for all of the latest gossip. Some use their blogs to keep family and friends up to date on their personal and work lives. Some use their blogs to show off their stories and/or poetry. Some use their blogs for educational purposes to help the world of education. Some use their blogs as a form of therapy, where they rant and rave about just about anything, just to get it off their chests. Some use their blogs as an interesting online resume. Some use their blogs as a creative outlet that could include just about anything creative, including photography and music and links to other things on the internet.

As far as pictures and music go, some people know how and have the ability to include graphics and links to music and some don't. Blogs are heavy text oriented, but many do have photos and music links. Linking to other information is something some people know how to do and others don't. It does add interest to a blog to have photos, music and links to other things on the internet, but the bottom line is the meat of the text. That's what truly matters.

As far as becoming a good blogger goes, some people believe a good blogger knows how to bleed onto the page. Some people feel blogs should show the inner self of the blogger. A blog can be a form of self expression that other forms of writing don't allow for. A blogger can use a blog as an ongoing autobiography, a tale of the blogger's life, a diary if you will.

To be a great blogger, all someone needs to do is to try their hardest to be the very best writer the blogger can be. Blog away. Show the world who you really are. Tell your tale. You know if it's good or not. Aren't you your own worst critic? If you like your blog, doesn't that mean it's good? What do you have to say to the world?
July 26, 2014 at 12:43am
July 26, 2014 at 12:43am
#823562
July 26 Blogging Prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends

Pick any song or group of songs that you enjoy and use several lyric lines to tell a story about you. It can be comical or serious. However, don't tell us the song or who sang it. Let's see who guesses right.

The Sing Song Me

You are my sunshine
Make new friends
Rise up o' flame
Rent means dough
In back of the bread

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