ughhh writer's block

You know, I have no idea what possessed me to write a novel!! I guess I can blame my creative writing professor (as wonderful as she was), I have to say writer's block blows...

Oh well, I guess I will just hang it up for tonight and maybe inspiration will strike tomorrow, one can only hope.

life's to short

I have come to realize something. Growing older is definitely a state of mind as well as a biological fact. You can't stop time but I can damn sure slow it down, at least in my mind. I won't sit hear and complain about being a 35 year old single mother, I will instead comment on how amazing my life actually is.

I am striving to obtain my dreams by finishing my education so I can have my dream career...
I listen to my favorite bands with the volume turned up so high everyone around me can hear...
My 15 year old daughter and I have the same taste in music and I love going to rock concerts with her, right there on the barricade and all...
I am learning to play guitar and loving it, even if my damn fingers hurt so bad I can barely type, lol...
I refuse to wear the stereotypically clothes associated with 35 year old mothers, its jeans, band tees, hoodies for me...
I don't care that other mothers and adults look at me funny because of the tattoos I choose to show...

If growing old gracefully means conforming to what society says is appropriate, then I say FUCK growing old gracefully!