One Writer's Dilemma: Dreams and true meanings

The other night I had a dream about Richard Branson, 

you know him, 

the Virgin Entrepreneur.

I have no idea why he was in my dream, but he was.

And he was working at my local post office.

 I was mailing out a manuscript.

He left his office and greeted me,

(of all people me!)

Then he brought me to the parking lot and gave me the keys to a new car!

Now I'm sure you're expecting he gave me the car of my dreams? 

 

Right? 

Right?

No 

He gave me the keys to a '67 Chevy Impala...

Not really the car of my dreams 

(Envision a Chevy Tahoe Hybrid, I'm serious)

Now you may ask, was it so nice, and beautiful, and gleaming?

Did it have that new-car-smell?

No

 

It was dusty, and scratched, and smelled like dead-unicorn hooves.

Yeah, that's it right there, but in grey.

 In my dream, I didn't even want to accept the car from Richard Branson

I even remember looking longingly back at my Jeep

But you don't deny a gift from Richard Branson!

So I got in the car and drove it home.

--End of dream--

So what did this dream tell me:

I have a few ideas:

1. Richard Branson is a poor gift giver?
2. I shouldn't drink so much rum before going to bed
3. "Winning" has it's downsides
4. I am truly unstable 
5. If we are reaching for a goal, which may at times seem unattainable, a rich man named Branson isn't going to hand it to us,it is not simply going to fall in our lap, if it does, be wary. Goals and dreams are only attained by blood,sweat,tears,determination and hard work.

Now, had the Impala came looking like this :

(include Supernatural eye-candy) 

I would have woken up a little more accepting of Richard Branson's gift

and not racking my brain as to what REALLY happened in my brain that night.

Tell me your crazed dreams.

Zombie Friday: The Ultimate Battle Royal

So, I love me a good zombie show/movie/game/book

but seriously the market seems to be a little flooded right now 

and all the same characters keep popping up:

 
There's the Rick hero

The bad guy douche

The damsel in distress

The dumb kid doing dumb stuff

The dumb chick doing dumb stuff

I am SO ready for something else!

(Don't get me wrong I LOVE The Walking Dead)




My zombie loving heart desires something more

I need some choke-on-that-popcorn-zombie-awesomeness

So that is why I'm moving on to explore a new chapter in the Zombie Genre
I'm starting the year off right

Hell Yes 
Zombies vs Unicorns

I don't know how I ever missed this shit.

And I usually don't review anything before I read it but I can just feel it in my Zombie-loving-bones that this is going to be epic

Anyways, I'm buying it right now on my Kindle

I'll let you know if it's as awesome as the fine artwork

One Writer's Dilemma: New Year's Resolutions

Usually I don't bother with resolutions, not because I don't follow them 
(unless it has to do with losing weight or eating less, those one's I always fail on), 
 it's because every year of my life I've always had professional and personal goals I've wanted to achieve. And each year I manage to achieve them.


But this year I've seen a lot of people saying they aren't going to be jealous of others success.

Reading this causes my right eye to twitch just a little

why?

Because I'm going to be jealous as shit of other people's success



 

I'm not going to sit back and smile and nod 

and say things like 
"That's great" or "Good for them" 
and go on my merry way.

No sir ye Bob.




Don't get me wrong, I'm going to be happy for their success.

Then I'm going to go home and work my tush off so I can be successful too.

No that doesn't include a clean bathroom, or fridge, or that mold being removed from around my dishwasher, or picking up the dog poop everyday in the backyard so my husband doesn't step in it.

Seriously, no one ever became successful because they were simply happy for other people. 
No. 
They became successful because they wanted that same success, they craved it, and dwelled upon it, and wrote about it, and dreamed about it, and let it tear a ulcer in their gut. Then they took some Pepcid and got on with it! 


It's those people who can harness the energy of jealousy and turn it into something wonderful, who become successful themselves.

Think about it:


 

Example 1:

T-Rex didn't rise to the top of the food chain because he was "happy" for the Velociraptor's success of taking down that Stegosaurus. 
Hell NO! 
T-rex pulled up the sleeves on his tiny little arms and got in there, he was so jealous of that Velociraptor he stole that shit and ate it. That's how T-Rex got his success. 

 

Example 2:

Unicorn Man didn't become Unicorn Man by being so happy and joyful for the other unicorn people, did he? 
Hell NO!
Unicorn man took it upon himself to harness his jealous energy and make something so awesome we are all without words:



(see you're freaking speechless!!!)






That's how you rise to the top of the food chain my friends. 



You let that jealousy brew within your cold, dead little heart until something amazing happens!

It's good to be jealous. That's the truth. I read it on the internet.

So while you're putting together your New Year's Resolutions add a little jealousy in there

be a T-Rex

be Unicorn Man

and:

Happy New Year!

Since this is my holiday to work I will be spending the New Year with a bunch of babies. No really, there's about 56 babies in the NICU right now.











Hoping everyone has a wonderful time ringing in the New Year!!!



The ultimate downside of working for the holiday = no drinking :(

Zombie Friday: We're back!

Now that we are done worrying about the predictions of the indigenous people of Southeastern Mexico and Central America. 

Let us get back to business.

One Writer's Inspiration: What's on your nightstand?

What's on your nightstand?

Mine has been known to hold a retainer, an alarm clock, a few toys, a box of tissues, a glass of water, an inch of dust, books, books and more books.

Yes, that is a true story right there to the left...

I sleep next to them, hoping their greatness will seep into me as I sleep, filling my brain with wonderful ideas. Each night I open and re-read parts from at least two of these books.

There's my current read, The Hobbit, two books on edible plants and yes, The Hunger Games Trilogy (stop judging me! I love them!)








And stop looking at all the electrical cords. I know, electrical fire hazard and paper right next to each other are not a good idea.

And yes, those are two textbooks.

I am a true geek. I sleep with Hole's Human Anatomy and Physiology and Brock's Biology of Microorganisms next to me. There was a Biochemistry textbook there at one time, but, it resides in my library now.

No no no, I cannot show you THE library, it's quite a mess..

What's that box? You ask.

My childhood treasure chest.

My mother and father had these ornately carved cedar boxes. 

That one was my Father's, he passed away when I was nine. It holds little bits of my childhood, pictures, rocks, tiny toys, memories and magical things. If I remember correctly, there may actually be a unicorn in there. A real live one. These are some of the things that bring me inspiration.

What's on your nightstand?

Zombie Friday: But it's the Mayan Apocalypse?

 






The world was supposed to end today. 

 





 I think the world was supposed to end at least five times since I've been on this earth...

Speaking of the Apocalypse, it's a little warm today. I'm sweating a little... 

Oh, wait, that's because I just opened my credit card bill only to see I haven't paid of the gifts from last year. Ouch.

There is no worse time to schedule an Apocalypse than during the Holiday Season. 
Or better time!

At least my credit card statement will be much less than usual in January.

Enjoy the Apocalypse.

I still think we should be worrying a little more about falling off the fiscal cliff like a bunch of lemmings.

See you on the flip side... 

I hope...

And now you're thinking:

But I'm so confused... 

I thought the Zombie Apocalypse was coming??... 

Oh, it is my friends. 
Come back next week