CREATIVE THINGS

Here’s a quick update on the Creative Things I’m doing lately.

It’s just #Inktober2019

I’m really enjoying it. I end up staying almost on track – right now I’m behind 1 day so I’ll catch up when I get home on yesterday and today. My version of #Inktober is lettering with doodles since that is the amount of drawing I enjoy. I can draw some things, and we could always end up with a month’s worth of horses, since my skill there is moderate. But I’m enjoying this. I’m getting better at judging my available space, and with the exception of Husky (for which I could think of nothing to doodle so I just kept writing the word over and over), I like everything I’ve done. Pattern is my favorite, Enchanted is a close second place, and only a few people are going to “get” the Bait reference (and boy, they sure did, and quickly).

So none of the other creative things I enjoy (or have enjoyed in the past) such as writing, cross-stitch, knitting, or painting are happening right now, and I’m okay with that. I’m enjoying this, and playing Minecraft (could be argued to be creative, I suppose), and watching movies.

And I’m surviving. Dealing with the random jumble of my mental health (great some days, severe on others, moderate almost 35% of the time) and my family and my job.

It’s enough.

Shiver

I’m going to be doing the Blog All About It blog challenge by herding cats & burning soup. If you like to blog, it’s not too late to start!


The temperatures are finally in the range where I wish I’d planned ahead and worn my jacket in the morning, but still warm enough that I’ll forget that jacket in the afternoon.

It’s cool enough that yesterday, meeting a friend to exchange greetings (and dinner), my knees shook as the rain misted us and the temps failed to reach 60.

It’s not quite cold enough that I need multiple blankets to avoid freezing at night, and (hopefully) no one has yet turned on the heat in the house. I’m pretty sure we still have some trapped heat from summer inside our walls.

On a slightly different note, I watched a horror movie last night called Hell House LLC. Apparently it’s a series, and there are two others to see still. The thing is, though, is that I don’t like horror films. My level of scary movie is zombies and Resident Evil. World War Z is one of my favorite films (the book wasn’t as good). I enjoyed many seasons of The Walking Dead (but I didn’t finish it) and the first couple seasons of Fear the Walking Dead.

So why did I watch Hell House LLC? Someone I follow on Twitter said it was so good, and there were two others, and the film’s description made it look like a documentary.

I like documentaries.

I had to wash the taste of that film out of my head with The 12 Dates of Christmas, and I realize it’s ridiculously early for holiday romance films but it was absolutely necessary. I still found myself thinking about Hell House LLC about 5 a.m. when I was trying to go back for a few extra minutes of sleep.

That’s all I have for this month’s post. At this point, I think it might be more than enough.

…shiver…