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There's nothing like scandal to get people clicking on the web. In her
journal entry today, Beth mentions that
"an astoundingly cruel journal entry written by a very popular journaler
this weekend" has disheartened her to the point of taking a month long
hiatus. Now, when Beth doesn't update, I notice I get a few more clicks
from her links page - people I assume looking for something to fill the
Beth-void for the day. But today, well, today I got something like 14
clicks from her page! I can only assume that number comes from folks
looking for that scandalous entry - I know I checked a few places looking
for it before I decided it was too vast a project, hunting that down.
Anyhow, if you're looking for scandal here - well, check my archives.
Maybe not so much scandal as drama, but I get pretty real sometimes. So, I finally got approved for one of those lower interest rate credit cards! Whoo-hoo! I know, big deal, but to me, well, I was shocked at how pleased I was about this little step into adulthood. I transferred over my evil, evil 23% interest rate Discover card balance over to the sweet introductory 2.9% they offer . . . not to mention the 12.7% interest rate on new purchases . . . well, I've been waiting for my credit to mend these past few years, and it's so good to finally get a card that doesn't suck me dry! To celebrate my newly extended line of credit, I bought something that I wasn't sure I could afford in time: An Intermediate Fiction course at UC Berkeley Extension! So what if my Thursdays are shot all summer long? So what if my tax return doesn't cover the $350 course fee? So what if this is the first class I've ever really paid for out of pocket like this (student loans don't count because I was . . . naive is a nice word)? So what? This gives me a reason to write - even though I'll probably be frantically typing away or revising every Wednesday night this summer, at least I'll have that pressure. I think it will be good. It will get me writing - producing new, finished material on a regular basis. There's an emphasis on learning how to revise your stuff, too, and the focus is on short stories in general . . . It occurs to me that rambling on like this is not the best way to convince you of my writing skills. Ah, well, so I get sloppy in my journal; if I worried *too* much about what I put up here, I'd be paralyzed and would never update. So, occasionally there's no focus, just ramble. But rambling can be pretty too . . . (Feeling a bit whimsical today.) I need to update you all about the garden. The garden is gorgeous, lush . . . the flowers I planted last year - stuff like the blue-and-cream columbine and the foxglove - that stuff is just lovely, blue-and-cream fairy bonnets delicately nodding in the breeze, long proud strands of narrow foxglove blossoms waving gently. The Iceland poppies that I put between the columbine burst forth occasionally with a bright red, orange or yellow blossom - nicely contrasted against the pastels. And behind the columbine the sweet peas have started climbing up the fence and blessing us with their fragrant blooms. I love the sweat peas, as they give me a good excuse to cut bouquets and bring them indoors to sweeten the air. The white and pink profusion (tiny daisies) make a fluffy carpet under the dark red leaves of the ornamental plum tree. | ||
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