Category Archives: Random Musings

When being quoted isn’t cool

My apologies in advance, I’m a little ticked off.

A very good friend of mine came to me today upset. She’d been called out by a mutual acquaintance and made to feel about two inches tall.

As she retold the conversation I recognized a lot of the stuff “someone” had said about her. That “someone” was me, only the context was twisted in such a way that the meaning was completely reversed.

Being quoted is flattering, being deliberately misquoted to hurt someone is definitely not cool.

And I’m not talking a teenager or young adult here, The mis-quoter is old enough to be a grandparent. Needless to say I’m extremely disappointed in this person and more than a little aghast at the entire scenario.

One of my favourite sayings is:
If something I say can be taken two ways and one hurts, I meant it the other way.

When my friend found out it was me who had been quoted, her shoulders immediately relaxed and she smiled. “Oh, well that puts and entirely different spin on it if you said it.” It took less that three seconds to make her feel better and grow back to her full height.

For this I am eternally grateful.

So please, if you’re going to quote someone, use your quotes for good not evil!

Busy, Busy BUSY

When it rains it pours. Deadlines never seem to spread themselves out, they all seem to want to crash down together. I swear they wait outside until there is a big enough gang of them to really mess me up.

Reminds me of that old saying, “I try to take it one day at a time, but lately several days have attacked me at once.”

Fiction Therapy is launched. We sent out an opening offer to edit the first 2500 words for people and the response was great. I’ve read all the submissions and got half of them edited.

Then I hopped on my mountain bike (first time this year) and cycled a few kilometres to the post-office at the 7-11 to pick up a parcel. It was our new business cards – for all our businesses (I think Perry and I deserve some sort of over-achiever award!).

We changed the formatting on the cards for PaperBox Books and added colour to the logo. My SNB Consulting ones were already coloured, but I needed to change the tagline since I’ve changed focus. Then there were the new cards created for Fiction Therapy. WOW, they look sharp. Oh and there were cards for Perry’s Project Management Consulting company too.

We upgraded the card to a glossy finish and it really makes them look great. The colours just seem to pop more. I can’t wait to start giving them out.

Tomorrow I have to finalize the landing page for our Short Story Contest via PaperBox Books. There are going to be some great prizes, so keep an eye out. I’ll be uploading everything for July 1st.

Oh and somewhere in there I have to find time to finish writing the new ending for my novel ‘Hiding in Plain Sight’. My editing group are going over it on Monday, so I need to give them something to critique… funny how that works eh?

I feel good

This isn’t a new thng for me, I’m usually in a good mood. But lately, I just feel good.

Maybe it’s because I seem to be accomplishing a lot of the little things on my to-do list that I’ve been putting off for a while. The odd part it seems is that while I’ve been dreading some of them for ages, they just seem to be getting done now without any muss or fuss internal dialogie getting in my way.

It’s a great feeling.

Even the 20 minutes I spent looking for a stray piece of code that was exploding my website wasn’t driving me nuts. Normally, I hate knowing that there is a simple solution out there and I can’t find it. For anyone who has never coded before, the smallest stray semi-colon can completely muck up the works. Tonight, I was frustrated, but my inner-dialogue was calm.

I’m sure you’re all wondering what happened to my blog. It’s rather stark and plain. I’ve been experimenting with a new layout to see what it would look like before I started customizing it.

Now I have to figure out what I’m going to do. I really don’t like my website as it is. Never really did.

It’s funny, I can design pretty ones for everyone else, http://alicegriffiths.ca, http://pawilson.ca but not myself. It’s time I think, to hit the old photo albums to see if I can find a nice background photo to use.

Almost a Day Off

Today is Saturday and the weather forecast is great. There will be sun and it will be warm. Actually, I’ve already been outside to water my garden this morning and while it’s still cool, you can tell it will be nice.

So I think I’m going to take the day off. Well mostly.

I have to finish the final bit of coding on the Fiction Therapy website so we can upload it and a have a few other odds and ends to do, but none of this should take me long.

Then I’m hitting my deck with a good book and relaxing.

At least I hope I can relax. I’ve tried to read this Jeffery Deaver novel a couple of times already. While he’s one of my favourite authors, the writing in this one just isn’t as good. At first I thought it was just because I’ve been doing so much editing lately, that my perception was skewed. Which really upset me. I’d hate to think I’ve lost my ability to read for pleasure.

So I went back to some of his other books and there is a definite difference in quality. Whew!

So today, I’ll ignore the prose and dive into the story. The plot looks intriguing, worthy of another attempt.

Failing that, I have a few other books on my shelf I haven’t read yet.

Hip Hop Workout

Hip Hop Workout – Take 1

I was downtown last night for a Meet-Up on SEO. The topic was link building which is important for me at my other business SNB Consulting Services. The Meet-up was great as usual. I learned a few new tricks and tracking tools that will really come in handy when I wear my SNBCS hat.

I don’t go downtown much anymore so I arrived early and wandered around. While browsing I found a Hip Hop Workout video. Since little brother took the Wii Fit back East with him, I’ve been looking for something else ‘fun’ to do. I love to dance and I’ve never learned to hip-hop so I figured it was worth the money to give it a shot.

Things I’ve learned.

Hip-hop moves are a lot like belly dancing. I took a belly dancing course a few years ago and still incorporate some of the moves into my workout schedule anyway so this was a huge plus.

The warm up is great. By the end of it I was feeling pretty confident.

Spins are hard to do on a carpeted floor. It will take some work and maybe a bit of ingenuity to do them.

Lunges are easier, but the girls on the video are doing lunges so low their chins are practically touching the floor, that will take some work.

The music they used was great, it was just a base beat with a counter beat thrown in to keep it interesting. When I gave up on the hip hop lesson I kept the DVD playing and did some of my other exercises to the beat. It’s a half hour workout so I can time my workout without having to constantly monitor the clock. It’s a win/win.

Eventually I’ll be able to do the whole routine and be stylin’ out on the dance floor.

Me in a ballerina dress as a kid

Oh wait, I’ve always been a good dancer. I come from a dancing family. I had an aunt and uncle both taught tap and jazz and my aunt also taught Hawaiian.

I was that cute little 3 yr old on the stage. Now I can pop-it that much more.

Me dancing the hula as a kid

The Now Clock

I was wandering around Lougheed Mall on Sunday until it was time to head over to Heather & Greg’s place for our weekly TV, chat and just hang out night.

I gave in to temptation and strolled into Coles Book Store. I really should know better, I can never manage to leave there empty-handed.

Unable to stop myself, I bee-lined to the back of the store to see the new novella from Stephenie Meyers, ‘The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner’. I seem to have bought it. It’s research…. really.

the NOW Clock

I also made an impulse buy of an anti-procrastination book and clock set. I figure I needed a clock in my office that was easier to see than the tiny numbers on the bottom corner of my computer monitors. The fun part about this clock is that the tick, tick of the seconds going by is quite audible (reminding me time is passing, I’d better get moving) and in place of numbers, there is the word ‘now’ in different colours and fonts.

Like most creative folk, well OK, like most folks, I have a real problem with procrastination.

I procrastinate on the things I don’t want to do because well, I don’t want to do them. Then I procrastinate on the things I want to do because they’re fun and I feel guilty because I think there is something else I should be doing that is less fun.

My only consolation is that many of you are nodding your heads as you read this, understanding completely… I am not alone!

Time for Nuts and Bolts

I’ve been putting it off and I cannot any longer.

This afternoon will be devoted to doing some of the backend changes I need to do to several of my websites. Well mine and those of my friends. There is back-upping and updating to be done. Not, my favourite tasks, but I like scrambling for data after a crash even less.

Truly it will only take me half an hour to do it all, I’m not really behind, but I’d rather be doing housework… and for those of you who know me, you know how much I hate housework so you can tell how low this rates of my fun things to do list.

ok – I’ve procrastinated enough, time to get moving so I can move on to the really fun things… especially since the sun is starting to peek through the clouds.

Saturday Morning

I feel inspired this morning.

My to-do list is as long as ever, but it seems lighter. Probably because I have a plan and have managed to streamline several tasks into a logical progression. Whether I do or not, it give me the illusion of being in control.

I’m doing some tech stuff so I have the tunes cranked and I’m singing and be-bopping around the house while things load and update. In between I’m formulating responses to our authors while even more submissions come in.

I love my job(s)

My Worst Nightmare Lived by Another

Yesterday just as we were wrapping up our 2-day businesss planning retreat for PaperBox Books/Fiction Therapy, I received an email from my Mom. Joan Flewelling had passed away.

I hate these emails.

They remind me how far away I am from my family and that my parents are not getting any younger.

Mrs. Flewelling was the mother of my high school crush. Stephen is two years older than me and I idolized him. Even though we talked here and there after church during our university years, I don’t think he ever actually knew my name. Such is the way of high school crushes.

Through the church choir and other events, I knew his Mom much better. She was lovely. Mrs. Flewelling was one of those women who were truly graceful. I don’t necessarily mean in the way she moved, but in the way she lived.

My heart goes out to Walter, her husband, and the rest of her family (including of course Stephen, who is living my worst nightmare). Joan will be very much missed.

This makes me want to run home and hug my own Mom, but she’s 5600km away. So I’m sitting here sniffling at my computer instead, sending her huggish vibes through the cosmos. I Love you Mom!

And a good time was had by all

I love it when a plan comes together.

Yesterday was my potluck/BBQ my declaration of independence and the official start to the next phase of my life. There have been a of of them lately, but each one seems to presenting more opportunity than the last. (I mentioned I’m a Perpetual Pollyanna didn’t I)

Sure it rained, but 23 people braved the weather and arrived anyway. They all fit into my house with a bit of room to spare. It was awesome. Oh and they brought food. I’m eating Greek and Indian leftovers as I type.