Posts Tagged ‘growth’
One of my husband’s nicknames for me is “Silly Goose”. I forget when it started, perhaps after I started calling him “Punkin”. All I know is he has called me that so much, I don’t remember him not calling me that.
Today though—well, yesterday, I was more of a giddy goose.
I’ve been steadily making progress on my trip to England (I’ve started calling it that because it really is just England this trip, no side trips to Wales or Scotland (though we will be at Hadrian’s Wall for part). I’m not sure a three-hour layover in Dublin really counts as being in Ireland, and even then, the Republic of Ireland is an independent European country. So, England it is. I really hope we can do this again sometime soonish so I can add in the rest of this wonderful group of islands (I really want to head up to the Orkney Islands one of these days too… oh, and through the Mediterranean countries and…)
Anyway, one of the little hurdles I was waiting on just arrived yesterday. My English Heritage membership package arrived yesterday (when I was in the UK last, I fell in love with English Heritage stuff, the sites, the discounts… even the Dandelion and Burdock Root soda [I drank a lot of that stuff, and I don’t drink soda most of the time]). The new handbook is gorgeous!
I may be getting a bit silly with my planning. Last night I was trying to get a rough calculation of how much petrol I’d likely be using for the trip so I could budget it in to our plans. Since the rental cars (yes, two, so I can actually get some sleep on the trip) are going to cost us more than the airfare, it makes sense to make the decision work in my favor. You should see what I have planned for those car days 😉
Does this mean I haven’t been really working on my other goals? Well, sort of, yes.
I have been working on my classwork, trying to get as up to date as I can in each class because FutureLearn’s new policy for its free classes goes into effect tomorrow, and I have another class to start then. This means, I may have to actually set aside the three I am working on so I can dedicate all of my attention to finish this new class (which actually might help my other classes) in the time allotted. Or… depending on my experience, I might wish to actually get the certificates. I want to get them eventually. I’d just like to wrap up a few more before I buy those (being here in the US, it’s easier to do one bigger transaction than a bunch of little ones). *shrugs* Who knows?
Plotting and planning for the Boodle’s B-Day is also in the works. He wants a ‘calmer’ day out (if one can call games at Dave & Buster’s calm) with friends. He’s also asked for a day with one of his best friends from an old school at a park and getting ice cream. It sounds like a great idea to me. I really enjoy time with his friend’s mom too, and because of our schedules, I almost never see her these days.
My stories, however, seem to have stagnated… I can get a few words here or there in my play pieces and my fanfics, but anything “serious” (which translates to anything I’m actually trying to plan out) seems to be stuck. I’ve been reading an article in the most recent Romance Writer’s Report(s) called Know Your Code with suggests that certain personality types write certain ways, based on something similar to Briggs-Meyer personality types. So far what I’ve read feels very much like me. The question then becomes “how to make this ‘work’?”; I love the way I feel when I am writing, but life has this way of sabotaging the best of sensations….
The nice thing is I’ve been finding ways to bring back in some photography. This past Wednesday while the Boodle was at swimming, I took advantage of the great weather and played around with camera on my cell phone while the sun was setting.
I think that’s all I have to say for now. I’ve got plans to work on for next month and the upcoming “new” Round of Words (we’re already in week 9, can you believe it?). I’d like to make some progress before I get on an airplane.
Progress is a funny thing. Little steps suddenly reveal themselves as mountains conquered, while the grand journeys I had set upon seem stuck at port from an infestation of teredo navalis.*
That’s where my writing lingers of late… stuck in dry dock, awaiting repairs as I play catch up with the world around me. I am getting caught up with my critique group (after being behind by five critiques), but the tally of new words this week—for the whole week—was less than 500. At least this is not counting class discussions for the MOOCS I’m doing at FutureLearn; my class participation is on track.
As for the rest of my progress?
- Write my five sentences daily — nope
- At least three days a week, write a page, front-to-back — nope
- Make weekly progress in travel plans for UK trip this Spring —check
- Post here once weekly with progress — missed last week, but did post my Wednesday check-in at Many Worlds
- Maintain and update the ROW80 blog/site and linkies once a week — check
Not much progress, as you can see. The England trip is almost completely sketched out (important, but not since we’re not going until the end of April, more a case of me obsessing over things). I’ve fixed links on the ROW80 blog and tweaked some of the links (and am starting to work out a system that will stop me from running late every post). I’ve even changed computers and started two classes.
I’ve done a lot. Just not a lot of writing… Guess it’s time to work on that next, hmm?
* Keeps crossing my mind lately because of the Shipwrecks and Archaeology class I’m taking via Futurelearn and a Great Courses lecture series we have about Ancient Technology… how a silly thing like a worm could decide some of the greatest battles in history.
I forgot my last few weeks of posting (I know! but at least the break in between wasn’t almost a year like I had done). Who’d have thought it would be so hard to come up with single weekly blog post?
Thing is… it hasn’t been a single post. Just a single one here.
I’ve been busy, busy, busy over at my writing progress blog Many Worlds from Many Minds, and have been either posting there or commenting on the many wonderful participants of the Writing challenges I have been involved with: the Round of Words in 80 Days; Ready. Set. Write!; and the JuNoWriMo. It was also the end of school for me at BCS (and homeschooling), so there were progress reports to make and assignments to review….
The plan this summer is to merge this blog with Many Worlds so I can dedicate my attention to maintaining one online home. Or rather one blogging home… with Facebook and Twitter and LinkedIn and… well, you get the idea.
But that’s for later this summer. For now… I just really wanted to both apologize to you all for being absent and to note a small change to the First Friday Photo blog hop I hold here on the 1st Friday of every month.
From now on, I’ll be opening the FFP linky up the week before the first Friday of each month so people have time to post their links. The links should go active on the Friday. This way people can schedule their posts somewhat, and they can have something to look forward to on First Fridays. 😀
Hope you’ll all join in.
Welcome again to this little blog hop. I hope you all had fun with it last month and are looking forward to joining in again. If you missed out on what the First Friday Photo is, let me fill you in.
I wanted to give myself an incentive to get back into photography, something I’ve enjoyed for a few years now but always set aside for “more important” things much the way I’ve often done for my writing. Since I found bloghops helped inspire me to get more words on the page, I figured “why not make a photoblog hop?”
So I did.
I wanted to start small since I was coming back after months of not even using my camera. And… I’ve started taking pictures almost every day since. I’ve even gotten my son involved, as today’s post demonstrates.
If you’d like to join in with us, here are our rules:
- post a photo (one you took, please don’t post other people’s work) on your blog
- include a link to the linky (so visitors can visit each other’s work)
- add the link to your post to the above linky (so we can find your work)
- visit other people’s posts
And now to the photos…
I have four pictures today. All three were taken near the NYS Capitol around midnight (the metadata on the images lists the times as a bit off, since another shot we took of the Albany City Hall carrilon tower shows midnight but the metadata lists the time as 11:17pm. Guess I need to fix that in the camera… later.
Anyway, to summarize things, this was an experiment. Why? Because I’ve only taken a few night photos before, and none of them using long exposures or in RAW mode. My hands shake pretty bad for even normal daytime shots (“essential tremor” runs in my family… though I don’t know what made it so essential for us to have!!), so long exposure shots even bracing the camera usually result in wild blurs.
However, there’s a lot a tripod and a timer can compensate for:
This shot almost looks like it was taken during the day (I did do some post processing, but not as much as I thought I’d have to… a bit of white balance adjustment; a bit of trying to remove the glare from the lights of the Capitol). I posted a larger copy of the image to Flickr if you’d like to see more detail.
I have an old Canon Powershot G5 that gives a “mostly manual” mode that I’ve used. In auto mode, these shots would have been close to impossible. Yes, the camera does allow a decent shutter length (15 seconds), but it doesn’t have anti-shake, and it can’t handle an ISO over 400. Correction… it can’t handle an ISO over 100 well. The image above and the image below we shot at ISO 200, and… well, they’re very noisy images. No amount of Adobe Photoshop can fix that, it seems.
Not that I don’t like these images. They’re great. This one my son took. He set all the settings himself, he picked his target (we could barely see the statue in the dark with the way the lights were aimed—in fact, he took the picture in part to see what it was a statue of), and I think it’s a great photo. It’s just not a “great” photo in that it came from a mediocre camera. And I’ll show you why….
See all that speckling in this crop of the larger image? That’s noise. There are ways to reduce the amount of noise in a picture. One, especially with our camera, is to cut the ISO (the camera’s sensitivity to light). Simply by reducing the ISO from 200 to 100 I was able to affect this change in a different shot (the full-sized image is here on Flickr if you’d like to see it):
This image is actually of a smaller piece than the one above, but the details are clearer. If I’d wanted to increase my exposure time (this was 6 seconds) I probably could have gotten even less noise out of the shot by going down to ISO 50, but there’s no guarantee of that. The same amount of light was going to hit the sensor either way…
Still, noise or not, I look at these images and I remember a wonderful evening after writing group where my son and I just had fun exploring the city a bit. We stopped (because he wanted to read) every single historical landmark post, we chatted, and we both tried something new. I can’t wait to try it again.
I’m a huge fan of growth, personal growth especially. It’s often as uncomfortable as all get-out, but I’m almost always glad for the experience.
Growth always comes in stages. We notice certain stages (or rather the effects of those stages) more than others. The painful ones, the sudden ones… they are more visceral than the quiet ones, the ones where our mind are slowly spinning or where little cellular processes at last trigger responses in our bodies that move the next process and then the next….
But these slow, near invisible steps always lead to the next Eureka moment, the point where change is impossible to ignore.
This week, I found myself moving with more of those awkward , discomfort, inducing periods of growth. Three blog posts in particular played the parts of those invisible triggers… thoughtful pieces that made me step back from the chaos of day-to-day life and look at where I really was and how I’d gotten here.
And, they also, like most things that spark reactions… they helped me see possibilities for the future.
These posts, in no particular order, are:
- What Am I Hiding; a Naked Coffee and Conversation post (shanjeniah.com)
- “Soul Mate” to Soul Sucker (augustmclaughlin.wordpress.com)
- The One Good Cup Project (kennedywomen.wordpress.com)
Out of all the wonderful posts on the web, I was drawn to these three. They resonated. Something within me vibrated, breaking through walls and accumulated layers of denial and fear. They said “Respond; React, Change and Grow”, just as I’m sure the triggers that inspired their creation did.
I don’t know what form the change will take; things are still moving within my mind and body. Something is happening… I’m somewhat aquiver with anticipation. Someplace new, changes that need to come so growth can occur the way it was meant.
As a side note: for my #OneGoodCup, daily I’ve made time for #OneGoodPet, a few moments of uninterrupted time with each of my cats, just petting, enjoying the purrs and the quiet space. My cats love it, and so do I. I don’t bring a notebook for the time (my hands are occupied), but my mind does wander and resettle itself into new ideas and patterns. I’ve recorded some of these after the fact, some I’ve lost… it’s okay though. Tomorrow will come again.
Reblogged from The Dash Between: with gratitude!
The rights I’ve posted below are extremely important to me, because up until two years ago I didn’t believe I had many of them.
I think of an incident that happened when I was about 12 or 13. I was listening to a Morrissey tape when my Mom walked past my room. For those of you that are familiar with Morrissey, you know that most of his music sounds very depressing and fairly mellow. At least it did when I was listening to it in the mid-80’s. Mom happened to walk past at a particularly “drumm-y” intro and reacted in an unexpected way. I was raised in a very conservative home, so the drums were too much. She grabbed the tape out of the player, and started yelling at me about the horrible music. I remembered trying to explain that it wasn’t all hard rock like she thought, but back-talking…
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