Once Again

I didn't get any writing done.  It's just to hot here to do much until about eight at night and by then, you're so drained from the heat of the day, you don't want to do much anyway.  *Sigh*
I'm reading a book about Elizabeth I.  In it the idea is put forth that she may have had a child out of wed lock.  I am starting to become facinated with the idea of the Tudors.  I read a ficitionalized biography of Mary Queen of Scots.  I thought about writing about her at one time but didn't really wasn't interested in the Tudors at the time.  I also read a book about Henry the VIII and his six wives.  It was written by an expert in the Tudor court.  It was long, almost five hundred pages.  I didn't consider writing about them because I hate King Henry.  I think he was the most selfish, pompous, cold, cruel self serving king in the history of England.  There are a lot of Kings that probably fit the bill, and probably have a more going against them than Henry, but I can't stand the man.  He was disgusting as far as his eating habits, his weight, just everything about him is repulsive to me.
He split the nation in two with his stupid desire to have a son.  You know, a lot of kings died not having sons, what made him so fucking special????
He ruined the life of his first daughter and very nearly ruined the life of his second.  Yes, I do dispise this particular royal.  Though one good thing may have come of him.  His daughter Elizabeth.  She probably made her share of mistakes too but...she has a whole era named after her so she can't have been all bad.
I know that these reviews are supposed to be balanced but since I'm an ameture historian, um....ok, that sounds a bit arrogant.  As a person interested in history I should try to make these things balanced but since I'm not teaching people about the period, nor am I writing a book for or against the guy I can think whatever I like.  I might read a couple more book about Elizabeth and what I learned on my blog.  I might just change it to women of history instead of just the French Revolution since I do like learning about powerful women in history and how they were able to affect their time and history itself.  I might just do a few of my favourite Queens.  Here are some of them:

- Queen Elizabeth I
- Mary Queen of Scots. (Yes, I'm fully aware that Elizabeth signed her death warrant but I don't think she wanted to do it but she must have felt threatened.  Plus the fact that Mary's son James became James I of England.)
- Marie Antoinette (Again, fully aware of the woman's faults which were glaringly obvious BUT I would also like to toss in that people seem to forget that when she arrived at Versailles she was just a girl of fourteen who wasn't really prepared for the crap that the French court would throw at her.)

I might also throw in some information as to how "normal" women lived.  The conditions they lived in and what they had to put up with.  I think it might be fun:).

So I guess that might be the summer project as well as the story!

Huzzah!!!

Because I'm Bored...AGAIN

Today has been impossibly hot.  Soul crushingly, unmotivatingly hot.  You have no idea how frustrating that is for me as a writer (not that anyone really cares, I'm just on a rant here).  I'm hoping by the time Brad gets home it'll be cool enough that I can get at least a little writing done.  Right now I want to lie down and do absolutely positively NOTHING.  Well, I've been doing that all day.  So I guess more of that?
It's supposed to be cooler back home, which means when I do get home I'll be wishing the weather was more like here.  Son of a bitch.  I'm never happy am I?
I have decided if Brad and I do go out tonight I am going to:

A) Buy that book about Queen Elizabeth I.  It's like five bucks, can't go wrong with that!
B) Take pictures of some of my favourite places I've discovered in Toronto.  Just for the hell of it really.  It'll make me feel like the professional writer I want to be.

How come I always want to be something but never am?  I mean, I'm always wishing for all these things and they some how never seem to become reality?  I mean, my personal life is great.  I am not complaining about my personal life powers that be so please don't mess up what I'm finally satisfied with.  It's just the money/professional/career side that could use a bit of work.

Ok so, it's hot now and I want to take a nap.

Cheers

Should have gone out...

God, I'm bored.  I'm sitting at the kitchen table listening to stuff I've listened to a hundred times before.  I want to write but it would take far too much energy, so I'm typing instead.  So not only am I bored but I'm lazy too! 
Brad is working overtime.  It's almost eight o'clock and he's still not home.  Different eras of history are running about in my head, what I could possibly write about.  I would love to write something wonderfully serious, but I doubt I have the talent. I think I might have delusions of graduer, with all my wishes to become a best selling author.  I doubt I am that lucky.  I'm only lucky when it counts, which means it involves health, possibly relationships (I mean, ok my record of relationships is kind of crap but, dare I say it, this one seems to be going not to terrible.  I actually love this one and he's like a big ol' cuddly teddy bear whom I adore.).  My friends are good.  I suppose what I mean is that I always have good luck when it comes to my personal life.  My professional life on the other hand is something else entirely.  I've never been very good at working.  I'm a nervous person and so get stressed very easily.  I say stupid things when I'm nervous.  I dunno.  I just need to have at least one thing in my life go well.  I mean as far as some sort of profession goes.  This will be a repeat of last night's entery but I do pray that I will get this thing read and published.  That's all I want right now.  All I ever think about.  I mean, it's that, the trip to Paris and spending time with Brad.  Those are the three things that are constantly on my mind.  Please God help me!!!!

Writing it down

So I've been thinking.  It would be kind of cool to write a story about Victorian England.  I don't know what I would write about though but the idea just strikes me as fun.  There are actually a few ideas bouncing about in my head.  I really want to write about something supernatural, possibly disturbing.  I don't know why I want to do it, I just know that I want to do it.  It could be about ghost hunters or something.
I've also thought about writing about the Tudor period.  This would be for my own amusement.  It would be neat to write about Shakespeare or Queen Elizabeth.  Susanna would kill me if I did that.  I just have to find a era that grabs my attention, like the Holocaust used to.
I suppose another reason I want to write about something gory is to satisfy my blood lust.  While the  French Revolution IS interesting, I'm finding myself thinking the story I'm writing now is so far off base to what actually happened I don't think it would be taken very seriously.  I mean, if it ever did get published, it would definitely be a bodice ripper, which doesn't really bother me, considering that's kind of what I had in mind anyway for this story.  But I WOULD like to write about something more serious.  About a real person, but a fictionalized account.  I want to dig through records, buy books and just be really proficient for the time and place.  I was thinking perhaps writing as the wife of Samuel Peyps.  But the problem with that is I have to research yet ANOTHER era and to be quite frank I just don't wanna!
I have considered writing about a servant who had served MA in her last days.  Or writing about Theresia Carbarrus Tallien.  Except she's kind of a slut. A brave slut, but a slut none the less.  I have also considered Louis Antoine St.Just.  Or at least through the eyes of someone who may have know him.  The trouble is however, that he was a self-righteous moron who was just a deluded as Robespierre.  Though I still don't like Robespierre very much, the way he lived he could be seen as respectable.  I think he was a hypocrite for   not believing in the death penalty and then allowing thousands to be slaughtered all because of his paranoia and his precious vertu.
I realize no one is perfect and people make mistakes but goddamn it!  I'll have to do some more thinking and keep reading and perhaps I'll find a character I actually can admire AND respect.  I think I might just ask Susanna who she would write about that didn't fit into the slightly insane category!

Feeling Twitchy

I feel the desperate need to write again.  This is where I go when I have no projects on the go.  I do have a project on the go, but I need to print it out and then go over it.  I can't stand reading it on the screen, not only is it on hard on the eyes, it can get confusing, and for some reason it seems like I can't think as clearly if the writing is on screen.
Brad's kids are here for the weekend.  I like having them here.  They add a bit of fun to the place.  I mean, it's fun when they're not here but it's also nice to have them here too.  Brad seems to be happier with his children.  It makes me smile to watch him interact with them.  I feel like I'm intruding though.  It's not something they've done and they're all very sweet, it's just this is time with them so I try to stay out of things as much as possible. 
I also kinda like having them here because, strangely enough, it gives me a bit of alone time.  Time to think, to read...just to enjoy being in my own company.  The apartment is so small that even adding two more bodies I just need a bit of alone time, though I do like his children very much.  I'm pretty sure if I lived here I would even say I loved them. 
My tattoo is healing quite nicely.  I love my new tattooist, Savannah.  She's the coolest person.  Very friendly and very talented.  I think that if I could draw I'd want to be a tattoo artist.  It certainly would be interesting to hear some of the stories people had and the stories behind their tattoos.  Although, I'm sure working with the public you run into some real jerks, like every other job that you have to deal with people. 
The writing is going suprisingly well.  Last summer I had trouble writing anything at all.  This time it's a tad bit easier.  I can focus a little better than I did before, though I really hate my laptop.  It constantly freezes on me when I'm trying to watch youtube.  Irritating as most youtube stuff is in parts so sometimes you'll be mid way through the last part and it decides to freeze up on you!  F-ing thing!

Anyway, cheers!

Dear God, it's HOT!

So, my first hot summer in Toronto.  Its been thirty above for the last four days.  I haven't been outside, nor do I want to!  Just being in the apt, while not breath takingly hot, is still warm and rather humid.  It's seriously interrupting the writing process as I'm too lethargic to do much of anything.  I did put in an effort earlier and I think I was able to write at least a couple of not very well written paragraphs. 
I'm a bit freaked out by the crappy historical facts I've been writing in my novel.  I can tell you if it ever gets published, it's not going to the same calibre as Susanne's!  Of course, she's been doing research for the past twenty years.  She could probably teach a course in the French Revolution!  She is a revolutionist at heart.  I on the other hand am a modernist.  I believe that every one should be treated equal but I don't think I would have agreed with the death of the King and Queen even though they were being total jerks about it.  There's also the fact that they tried to run.  A bad idea on their part.  But I guess living in a country that has been ruled by the monarchy since its birth, we're still part of a common wealth and even though we're an independent country now, still have the monsrchy as a representative.  Plus, I am a decedent of a Breton family, which were rebels against the revolution, especially after the death of the royal family.   It's a weak argument, but to be honest the reason why I side with a bunch of arrogant block heads is because I think the Jacobist went to far.  In trying to control people they ended up oppressing everyone and everyone was just as bad off as before.  People were still starving and should have had the right to tell their leaders to fuck off.  *Sigh* I suck at politics.

Missing my bed and my dog and strangly my friends

I like Toronto.  Don't get me wrong.  I really do love Toronto.  Just right now I seem to be a bit homesick for my dog, my bed and my friends.  I want to hang out with my good friend Carley.  I want to cuddle with my wee little dog Dita.  I also want to sleep in my own bed.  I do wish Brad could move to Leduc with me.  It would be a perfect scenerio but then HE would miss his kids and Toronto.  *Sigh* 
Good news though.  I'm going to start writing a bio in my other blog.  I finished writing the last of my scenes for Chapter 2.

In Toronto

Welcome to June kids!  I'm in Toronto visiting my boyfriend for the month.  I arrived Friday morning and it's a scortcher here.  I never thought I'd say this but I wish it was a bit cooler outside.  I haven't done much writing as I've been too tired to do much else other than read bits and bobs of books on my kobo and some other stuff lying around the house.  I'm hoping tomorrow I'll be able to settle into some sort of routine and start writing some more.  At least more than the last time I was here.
I had to put my wee poodle down.  I miss Toby horribly and if my immune system could take it I would have probably gotten a pic of him done.  It's weird.  He was the biggest pain in the ass but left the biggest hole now that he's gone.
Brad has been really good about the whole thing.
I miss my dog.
Dita is coping, poor little girl.  She misses her buddy.  I guess she whined a lot when she got home from the airport because she was so tired.  *Sigh*.

I'm off to keep Brad company.