January 17 2018

Interview with Tamara Woods (PenPaperPad)

I’m not sure of when Tamara and I became friends via YouTube but it’s been quite some time… a few years now. She’s more than one of my writerly friends, and try as I might each time she’s come home (from Hawaii to West Virginia) I’ve wished I could make the trip to West Virginia to meet her in person. One day I will. For now though, I’d like to introduce you to my friend Tamara Woods, otherwise known as T.A. Woods or PenPaperPad on social media.

Tamara is a published poet and author. She’s a YouTube creator. She hosts writerly chats via Tweet Chat on Tuesday nights at 9PM EST by using the hashtag “writestuff.” (#writestuff) She also annually hosts #writetube every year in October to help people learn about and prepare for NaNoWriMo in November.  Every year Mr. Rockstar and I look forward to Tamara’s weekly videos during #writetube–she makes them worth a second watch, and she’s one of the few people on YT that I watch that he’ll sit down and watch the video with me.

So without further ado:

 

January 10 2018

Confessions of a Journaler

I am, and always have been, a lover of all things stationery. I started writing in my first diary when I was in elementary school–my parents bought me a pink Barbie diary with a lock and key. I loved that diary but didn’t really use it consistently until after my daddy died when I was seven years old. I started writing letters to my daddy, instead of “dear diary,” my pages read “dear Daddy.” For well over a year I wrote to my daddy and told him about my day, school, home, Mom, my little brother J____ , and anything else that I thought was important. I didn’t want him to miss anything.

As the years passed, I used regular spiral bound notebooks, composition notebooks, diaries, journals, anything I could use to write in I wrote in. Like reading, I was avid about writing in my journal. I would sit at the table eating my breakfast and read the outside of the cereal box, then I’d start writing in my diary. To this day, I still read the outside of cereal boxes, but the types of notebooks I use for my journals has changed. I suppose it will continue to change as I find different journals I like and/or love, as I try out different sized notebooks. Depending on the purpose of the journal, I prefer my art journals to have either Tomoe River Paper or Mixed Media Paper, and I prefer plain for sketching and dot grid or grid for regular art journaling.  Are you and avid journaler? If so, What kinds of journals do you like?

 

December 28 2017

Holiday Coffee Chat: 2017 Review and Finding my Why

A few years ago (2014 to be exact), I watched a video by Carie Harling called What’s Your Why Not? That video got me thinking and I changed a few things after thinking… why not… Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about my WHY. I’ve been reading Vlog Like a Boss by Amy Schmittauer, You Are a Badass: How to Stop Doubting your Greatness and Start Living an Awesome Life by Jen Sincero, and The Simple Living Guide by Janet Luhrs–each of these books has at least one part that talks about your WHY. Why. Why. Why is my WHY so important?

As 2017 comes to a close I’ve been reviewing how my year went, whether I achieved my goals, what goals I want/need to migrate into 2018, and what my new goals are. I’ve also been thinking a great deal about what worked and didn’t work, and why. There’s that word again. I really liked Carie’s view–Why not? Why not follow your dreams? Why not change things? Why not work towards improving yourself, your brand, your creative endeavors, your creative work space, your outlook? Why Not do the hard things? The hard things are sometimes more difficult because of the why. What? What do you mean Burgess? Of course the hard things are hard. They wouldn’t be hard things if they weren’t hard. Weeellll… sometimes the hard things are hard because we either don’t really understand something or maybe we don’t know how to do something, or maybe, just maybe, we’re letting our fears, our self doubts, our anxiety overcome us and we’re making it harder than it has to be. At least that’s my biggest problem.  Continue reading