SKIPPING A FEW STEPS

I had written up an editing strategy for my second book, but I must now admit that I deviated from it and printed out my manuscript regardless. I could not make anymore changes on the computer. My eyes were starting to hurt and I was overlooking obvious mistakes. So, I printed the manuscript a lot earlier than planned, after all, I already fixed most of the obvious mistakes. I am sure editing will be a lot easier with this method, though, I do feel guilty for using so much paper. But it had to be done.

LINKIN PARK ROCKS!

Last night was one of the best nights of my life. My sisters surprised me with tickets to the Linkin Park Concert in Cape Town and man, oh, man was it an experience! There were all kinds of people from different kinds of backgrounds, it did not matter, everyone united for this wonderful event.

 Cape Town Stadium

The Kongos were the opening act and did a fantastic job in creating the perfect musical vibe and even local Cape Town star Jack Parow made an appearance and instantly made the crowd take the enjoyment to another level. So when it was time for the main act, everyone was all revved up and ecstatic to see the band live and singing all the songs we love. They just so happen to be one of my favorite bands!

 View from Cape Town Stadium

It goes without saying that Linkin Park was absolutely and mind blowingly brilliant. I enjoyed myself so much that it was truly an experience I will never forget. My family and I sang along, we head banged when the music called for it and screamed when Chester, the lead singer instructed. I will even go so far as to say that this was the perfect experience to make me forget about all the bad ones the past few weeks.

My view of the stage

Sadly though, as we left we heard about a local advertising tower that had collapsed on top of several Linking Park fans, due to strong winds and that there were many fans injured and as far as I know, one lady died. My prayers and sympathy goes out to all the victims and their families. 

INSECURITY RAISES ITS UGLY HEAD

When it comes to insecurities, I have to admit I have plenty. It would be a lot easier listing the few things I am not insecure about, than to name all my insecurities, because let me tell you, we would be here for days. But I guess the biggest thing I have a problem with is that I do not know who I am without writing.

I am now in the process of job hunting, after working as a freelance writer (unsuccessfully). I loved freelancing. I got to work from home, work my own hours and I got to write, which is what I love. However, regular day jobs don’t have those perks and to be honest, I have become so accustomed to being my own boss, that I find it really hard to come to terms with doing yet another job I do not like. But, now that I will no longer be writing full time, I am really insecure. Not just as a person, but as a writer as well. I failed at finding regular clients and if my writing was so good, I should not have had a problem getting clients. Maybe I was and still am a terrible writer. Perhaps I am just a terrible person and I had it coming.

What I also liked about being a freelance writer was being able to say that I was a writer and that I had an income (not much), but now that I don’t have that anymore, who am I? I am just another aspiring writer trying to become published and who does not have a day job and who dreams big dreams. So I guess, I am just an insecure dreamer.

The Insecure Writers Support Group was created by the wonderful and talented author and blogger, Alex J. Cavanaugh. You guys can visit Alex over at http://alexjcavanaugh.blogspot.com.

SHOPPING, ROUND TWO

I attended a party a few hours ago where I found out that quite a few of my cousins are writers in hiding. They write, but just don't tell anyone else about it, or let them read their work. It is great to meet fellow writers. I know it sounds really vain, but now I don't feel quite so special any more. My cousins are a lot better read than me and obviously their writing styles are a lot more sophisticated than mine, but hey, at least I do me very well.

So my mom and I went shopping again today and the exact same thing happened as last week, except that this guy was not as aggressive. I just gave him one look that I was sure said it all and he diverted his attention to my mom. My mom had a lot more composure, ignored the guy, closed her car door calmly and backed out of the parking space without giving the creep any thought. I admire her for it. She has so much more balls than I do. But I am just wondering, is it really too much to ask to not have strangers bother you? Is it too much to ask to not be harassed constantly? The life of a hermit never looked so good as it does right now.

Thank you for trying to break my bad luck streak Annalisa! You are just brilliant.

Job hunting is not going so good. My brother emailed me info about a job where I would be working weekends, public holidays and certain days of the week. I am not sure whether I want to offer up my weekends. I thought work is done during the week and then you rest on the weekends. I know it sounds really unreasonable, but if I need to work with people, then you can't take away my weekends. This might be shocking to you...but I am not good with people.

TOP COMMENTERS AWARD

I just received the Top Commenters award from the brilliant Annalisa Crawford over at http://annalisacrawford.blogspot.com, for commenting on her blog regularly. Thank you! The funny part is that she is also a regular commenter on my blog, so I should actually be passing the award on to her again.

I think this award is a nice way to start this week, it is rather positive actually. So, I now have to pass this award on to my top commenters and here you guys are...

Tonja - http://tonjasmusings.blogspot.com

Michelle - http://www.writer-in-transit.co.za/

The Golden Eagle - http://thegoldeneaglesblog.blogspot.com

M.J. Fifield - http://mjfifield.blogspot.com

I am going to do what Annalisa did and not notify the above mentioned people and see how long it takes for them to figure out that they have been given this award. It is a top commenters thing.

Thank you to everyone who stops by and reads my blog. You guys are what makes blogging great. I am especially thankful for all the comments, or else it would be very lonely over here. 

MY BAD LUCK CONTINUES

My mom, my oldest sister and I went to our local mall today to go and have some girl time, not to mention that I had to go out to buy printing paper for my manuscript. We shopped and of course my sister had already gotten most of the items she had came for when she and my mom suggested that we should go have breakfast in one of the restaurants. 

We were sitting, talking, ordering, when all of a sudden we notice people running out of the mall and restaurant. Of course we think someone must have been robbed or something  But no. It was a bomb scare! Of course I was not worried, because if someone had actually planted a bomb, they would not tell the police about it or warn the mall security. Bombers are mean like that. So we were evacuated and it was like a scene out of the movies. So, we had to go home and I did not buy what I had gone to the mall to buy in the first place and I was so upset yesterday that I hadn't bought the printing paper then either. My Karma must be seriously messed up. 

I think becoming a hermit is a good option considering my luck. 

IT IS JUST NOT MY WEEK

I know that that I have just been complaining a lot this week and if you don't like it, then now would be the time to go visit someone else's blog. Yesterday I was editing away in my room and finally getting into the editing zone, when my mom yells for me that there is something wrong with the dogs. Well, there was nothing wrong with the dogs, they were just getting upset that a few criminals were trying to get unto our property. Thankfully they left without incident, but I rather wish we were not in the position to begin with.

This morning when my mom and I were on our way to go and do our weekly shopping, I was the one locking up and as my mom was backing the car out of the driveway, some freakishly weird guys starts pounding on the car for her to give him money. Of course when I came out he diverted his attention towards me, and yes people, it is is the same freaky dude with which we have had trouble in the past. He suddenly starts telling me how much he has always liked me and lets just say as he was doing it he was touching himself in a way that was just vulgar. He then starts demanding money from me, which I of course refuse to give him, even if it is just a few cents and I manage to flip him off and I get in the car. Then the jerk starts grabbing the door handle of the car and banging on the window. Naturally I was terrified, I have never wished to be some kind of kick-ass fighter as much as I had today. My mom finally gets me to call the police and at the sight of my cell phone, he starts running away, probably sensing what I was doing.

It is days like these that I really wish I could live in one of my make believe worlds, where shit like this just does not happen. I know that it is part of life, but why always me? It is not the first time that crap like this has happened to me and I just want to know how do you not feel afraid of it? I am scared of being alone at home even though I am 26 years old and fast approaching 27 years of age. I am like a magnet for bad events and people, honestly. I am afraid of simply sticking my head out of the front door, as I am terrified of the fact that I do not know what is waiting out there for me. The fear is just the worst thing.

I know what you are thinking, why don't I do self-defence classes and the answer firstly is that I am broke, as in truly broke. The second reason is that Krav Mega classes, which are the best suited for everyday situations, is based in Cape Town which is 60 kilometres from where I live. So driving there twice a week is also insane, as the petrol prices here are ridiculous. Though, I am trying to convince my family to get me a Rambow knife, not that I think that it would help, but it would make me feel better.

Anything scary happen to you lately? I would love to know.