See You in 2012!

With a tight website deadline looming*, the holidays coming up, an overnight work shift early next week, and a few writing projects I want to move forward with, I’m taking a temporary hiatus from posting here until probably the middle or end of January. I want to spend some time between the holidays and the rest of my plans just relaxing, then I want to move forward with some projects. I’m also unplugging from Twitter for a while (but probably only just until the end of this week).

I hope you all have a lovely time with your close ones, and I wish you a happy New Year. I’ll see you in 2012.

What are your plans for the holidays? Mike and I are spending Christmas Eve with my dad’s side of the family, and then we’re spending Christmas Day with his side of the family and my mom’s side of the family. I have no idea what we’re doing for New Year’s Eve, but I hope I won’t be sick like I was last year!

*I’m building a website for my brother-in-law for Christmas. I can’t wait to show it to you!

What This Blog Is, What This Blog Isn’t

I used to struggle with having a “point” for my blog. Okay, so I didn’t struggle with that when I was on LiveJournal or when I moved to my first domain (perpetualsmile.net), but as I started to mature as a person and as a writer, I began to wonder: Should I blog about my life? Should I just stick to the “professional” stuff? And then, a couple of weeks ago, De said to me:

I don’t advise separating your life from your writing. Aches and pains aren’t thrilling, but they are human, and humanity in a writer is never a bad thing.

It changed how I looked at my little corner of the web, and also how I looked at myself, my life, and my writing. I’ve been on this quite extraordinary journey throughout the last six months or maybe even year, and I have this awareness of myself that I’ve never had before now. It’s freeing and empowering. It’s also, however, changed this blog (among other things in my life, but that’s another post for another day).

At first, the change in this blog scared me. I wondered if any of the people I’d met through blogging would continue to read it. It terrified me that maybe they wouldn’t like the new stories I wanted to tell. I decided I want to help other creatives — writers, artists, musicians, etc — market themselves, as well as continue to tell my own stories about my life. I worried about how the two would blend… and then I started thinking about De’s words. “Aches and pains [...] are human.” That’s what really stuck with me. Aches and pains are what get us from Point A to Point B in our own personal journeys through life. We might not see it at the time, but when we look back, it’s amazing. Or at least, it is for me.

I want to share my aches and pains with you, in the hopes that my experiences will help you get through your own aches and pains. This includes my chronic illness, my depression, trial and error with digital marketing, and everything related to writing. See, these things are all a huge part of me, and I have learned that I can’t hide the ugly if I want to show the beauty.

At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don’t keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That’s how we’re made. So, you can waste your life drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them.

–Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy

My best friend has this tattooed on her back, and what I love about it most is that it can be interpreted in so many ways, and the more I grow, the more interpretations I see. This is an important lesson in writing, too; Robert Kirkman frequently tells impatient readers of The Walking Dead that the highs wouldn’t seem so high if there weren’t any lows in the story.

What This Blog Is

  • A chronicle of my journey from writer to author
  • A chronicle of my life with chronic illness
  • A chronicle of my struggle with depression
  • A chronicle of my marketing lessons learned

What This Blog Isn’t

  • A dumping ground for negativity; there is always negativity, but I will not share it just for the sake of being negative, no matter how tempting it may seem.

I share other things here, too, like book reviews and music I’m currently digging. (Speaking of, you should check out Washington. She’s a solo act from Australia, and I’m a little in love. She’s a little jazzy, a little ska, a little alternative, and her song “Holy Moses” hooked me from the first time I heard it.) My main goal here, however, is to chronicle my journey from writer to author, and to help other creatives market themselves online.

What’s the “point” of your blog? Is it just for fun? Is it for business? Is it a chronicle of something? Is it a mix?

“The Problem with Curls”

Red Writing HoodHow the hell do you make curly hair rock and roll? she wondered as she stared at her reflection. Her hair looped and swirled in a black cloud around her head; it screamed, “Look how cute I am,” and directly contrasted her black tee shirt, bright red skinny jeans, and knee high leather boots. No matter how hard she tried, all of the edgy makeup and clothing in the world wouldn’t override the angelic transmission her hair sent. She spent countless hours of her life blow drying and straightening it, and only when it rested smooth against her shoulders could she look in the mirror and say, “There. That’s me.”

He leaned against the frame of the bathroom door as she scrunched her hair with her fingers and then scrunched up her face. “Stop it, you’re beautiful,” he said. She made a face and he sighed as she leaned in closer to the mirror. He took a few steps further into the bathroom and sat down on the closed toilet seat. She snatched a shot glass full of bobby pins and pulled back and pinned sections of hair, then stood back and studied her head once more.

“That looks cute,” he said.

“That’s the problem!” she snapped, and yanked out each of the pins one by one.

He sighed as she began again, and glanced at the clock. He shrugged, stood, and went to find something to do until she finished.

Stupid Thursday

Mike and I started to notice a pattern on Thursdays: on that one day out of the week, stupid drivers are everywhere. In fact, stupid driving is almost encouraged. In my city, there is really no such thing as common courtesy on the road. “We” — meaning the drivers in Waterbury in general — pretend we are driving in New York or New Haven, by cutting off other cars, turning without using a signal, stopping suddenly in the middle of the road, signaling left to turn right and right to turn left, pulling over without warning, and dozens of other things. But on Thursdays, the stupid is taken to a new level. Mike and I always know it’s Thursday when people are driving like blind, unfed cats.

Throw in a mass power outage and knock out most of the city’s traffic lights, and you get Extra Stupid Thursday. Without the aid of electronics, though, people forget that Thursday is already gone, and Stupid Thursday is extended to every day.

“What is so hard about acting like you’re at a stop sign when the lights at the intersection are out?!” I kept saying on Saturday, the day of the storm… and on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday… Fast forward to today, and the stupid is strong within everyone.

Once power is completely restored to Connecticut, though, you can expect Stupid Thursday to return to its regularly scheduled programming. At least I always know when it’s Thursday.

Moving Month: I Cannot Make Up My Mind to Save My Life

Delete elizawhat.com entirely? Keep only my and readers’ favorite posts? Delete freakingbookworm.com entirely? Keep only my and my readers’ favorite posts? Delete Liz’s Anatomy entirely? Move it to elizabethbarone.net? Am I even going to actually write recaps every week? Shouldn’t I delete all of these things and just start fresh? Less distraction? Save the best posts and edit/rewrite them for magazines? Move everything ever over to elizabethbarone.net and spend hours and hours and hours and hours — and hours — updating links and categories and tags?

Go crazy trying to figure it all out?

Problem: I want to focus on writing as a career. I love all of my old blog posts, but moving them is becoming too time consuming; there are HUNDREDS of posts, all dating back since 2008. I have wasted the last few days moving some things around, and haven’t gotten any actual writing done.

Solution: ?!?!?!?!

Help. What would you do?