Typewriters in Heaven?

I’ve been sucked into the world of quizzes on facebook. It’s such an amusing way to pass/waste time. I love reading the results of friends and finding out my own, no matter how silly they sound. My favorite ones to take are ones like “what mythical creature would you be?” or “what is your super power?” I probably put more thought into my answers than most people, taking time to study each question and determine what I would actually choose. One recurring question is “If you could choose one super-human ability what would it be?” After much deliberation I decided I would choose immortality. To see the ages pass and the world change for both good and bad would be incredible. Imagine the friends you would make, the love you would share and the knowledge you could obtain and pass on.

I already know I won’t ever accomplish all the things I want to learn and do in this lifetime, there are far too many. Of course who is to say I didn’t do some of them in past lives, if there is such a thing… I like to think there is. To me nothing is sexier than knowledge, but keeping my looks over hundreds of years would be a bonus as well. Oh, the stories I could write!

That being said I’m not afraid of death, at all. I’m afraid of dying too soon but whenever my time comes I hope I handle it gracefully. I have many people and pets I would love to see again on the other side and hopefully God knows me well enough that there will be a writing desk waiting for me in Heaven. I’m pretty sure my passion to write won’t cease even in death.

 

Optimistic Goth

Moving into the holidays life is feeling a bit chaotic. I’ll do my best to slow down and enjoy the season with my family. I might even send out Christmas cards this year. Yay me! I feel organized.. sort of.

My head is full of ideas for stories waiting impatiently for me to take the time to sit down and let them out to run amok.  Soon guys, I promise.

I think I’m finally ready to kiss autumn goodbye as winter’s icy sting moves in. I have a great love of all the seasons and am happy I live in an area where we experience them all. But I’m ready for hot cocoa, turkey and present wrapping. I can’t believe another year is almost at it’s end but I feel I only have good things to look forward to.

I’ve been feeling quite selfish as of late when I should be feeling giving and grateful. So I’m working on that. It’s so easy to get overwhelmed and frustrated over stupid little things we convince ourselves are important. We are the creators of our destiny and happiness is always a choice. I might be a twisted little goth, but I’m happy about it.