Tommorrow is mine and S.H.'s creative meeting. I think we need to give ourselves a name, me thinks.
At our last meeting S.H. told me I should inquire with Desert Book, of where my manuscript's status may be. I wasn't sure, but thought she probley was right. But I procrasinated. Friday at the park with the Mom and Tots group, I told the ladies I wasn't sure about the inquire, because on-line I couldn't see that there was a protocall to inquires.
Giving good advice again on why I should, I still wasn't sure. I emailed a children's writer aquintance named Kristyn Crow and asked her thoughts. Kristyn recommended that I wait at least 3 months before and inquiry, "Waiting is one of the hardest parts of being a writer/illustrator." - Amen.
I am working on a piece that I want to submitt to the Springville Museum's Religious Art show. It might be a bit much, but I can't help it, I'm Latin!
Monday, September 19, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Work in Progress,..aren't we all
Were in the third week of school, now it's time to get down to bussiness.
I usually like to wait to write after me and S.H. meet, but I am trying so hard to keep to my Monday goal.
I went to a campout this weekend, where I was able to speak with two very create people. One a Officer of the Peace who is an amazing artist. His drawing, draw you into his world. Sometimes his pictures are scarey, funny, but always, real. He currently is involved in a court case and his creativity seems to be put on hold for a while. I hope to see his spark ignite soon.
The second is his brother, a Fed-Ex guy. His mind is ever thinking of all the stories that are ready to explode on the paper! He has such a passion for his characters. I love to listening to what he has brew for the next chapter.
Today, I looked through the milk crate where I keep the stuff on adoption about all my children. In the crate I have kept all the journals I wrote in about the roller coaster ride I endured. The letters, pictures, and cards the birthmothers sent. It brought a smile and tears to my heart.
My adventures in Adoption Land began in 1994 and has lasted over seventeen years now. I think I bare respounciblity to share my knowledge with the world, with those who want to know how to have a family when your body won't produce, or you have the feeling that you want/need to add a special someone to your family.
I am going to work on my article now, thanks for spending a few moments, reading what Ruby has going on in her head. I leave my smile with you.
I usually like to wait to write after me and S.H. meet, but I am trying so hard to keep to my Monday goal.
I went to a campout this weekend, where I was able to speak with two very create people. One a Officer of the Peace who is an amazing artist. His drawing, draw you into his world. Sometimes his pictures are scarey, funny, but always, real. He currently is involved in a court case and his creativity seems to be put on hold for a while. I hope to see his spark ignite soon.
The second is his brother, a Fed-Ex guy. His mind is ever thinking of all the stories that are ready to explode on the paper! He has such a passion for his characters. I love to listening to what he has brew for the next chapter.
Today, I looked through the milk crate where I keep the stuff on adoption about all my children. In the crate I have kept all the journals I wrote in about the roller coaster ride I endured. The letters, pictures, and cards the birthmothers sent. It brought a smile and tears to my heart.
My adventures in Adoption Land began in 1994 and has lasted over seventeen years now. I think I bare respounciblity to share my knowledge with the world, with those who want to know how to have a family when your body won't produce, or you have the feeling that you want/need to add a special someone to your family.
I am going to work on my article now, thanks for spending a few moments, reading what Ruby has going on in her head. I leave my smile with you.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
I WILL BLOG!!!!! Hahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Even if I just type "Hi." You will hear from me. I have declared my intentions from this point on to S.H. and now you, my small reading audience.
I will now attempt to write on my blog to you, as I am uploading pictures of my son's comp soccer team on Teampages. The life a mother, trying to do as many things as she can at once. (smile).
I am going to make sure every week I hit my blog and update my progress, as small as it may seem. Second I also will be working on an article about adoption. I want to write something along the lines of, "Look what I would have missed." Lastly, patiently wait for an answer on my manuscript.
I would like to leave you with Dr. Seuss's famous words "From there to here from here to there funny things are everywhere".
I will now attempt to write on my blog to you, as I am uploading pictures of my son's comp soccer team on Teampages. The life a mother, trying to do as many things as she can at once. (smile).
I am going to make sure every week I hit my blog and update my progress, as small as it may seem. Second I also will be working on an article about adoption. I want to write something along the lines of, "Look what I would have missed." Lastly, patiently wait for an answer on my manuscript.
I would like to leave you with Dr. Seuss's famous words "From there to here from here to there funny things are everywhere".
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
44 years old and goals accomplished
S.H. in Cali so, no Creative Meeting. No meeting next week, my family going boating, yeah!
In 2009 I turned 41, I made two goals. First I wanted to be in an art show. Second I wanted to have a book published or a editor seriously looking at my work. I accomplished the art show and I have a manuscript in. I am please with creating goals and following through with them. I stand as a witness, if I can do it, ANYONE can.
I turned 44 today, a nice even number. I had a secret wish that a phone call or email would come and tell me, "Ruby, I am intrested in your work, please call or email me." But no such thing.
My birthday, went as followed. My daughter who is in Cosmotology School, asked me to be her hair dying model. I knew she would take about 4 hours. As we were in the 3rd hour, my 19 year old son came in with my 4 year old son. My 4 yr old's left check, chin area was swollen, red and hot to the touch. He had been sting by a wasp the day before, and 24 hours later, having a allergic reation. It got worst from there. I asked my 19 yr old if he would take my 4 yr old to the doctor's. He agreed. An hour later my 19 yr old called saying Wal-Mart would not fill his prescription, they could not find his records. I asked him to let me speak to the attendant, but he had already walked out of line. I asked him to bring the script home and I would take care of it. When he got home I read the script and relized that the name was wrong. We had adopted our son 3 months ago and it had his birth name on it instead of the adopted name.
I called the Doctor's office. Long story short, it took 2 more hours to get the records straight and the perscription writen out with the right name.
Needless to say. If my birthday would have been a nice birthday cake and ice cream with the family, I would never remember. My 44th will always be associated with the day Devon's face blew up, because of a wasp sting.
In 2009 I turned 41, I made two goals. First I wanted to be in an art show. Second I wanted to have a book published or a editor seriously looking at my work. I accomplished the art show and I have a manuscript in. I am please with creating goals and following through with them. I stand as a witness, if I can do it, ANYONE can.
I turned 44 today, a nice even number. I had a secret wish that a phone call or email would come and tell me, "Ruby, I am intrested in your work, please call or email me." But no such thing.
My birthday, went as followed. My daughter who is in Cosmotology School, asked me to be her hair dying model. I knew she would take about 4 hours. As we were in the 3rd hour, my 19 year old son came in with my 4 year old son. My 4 yr old's left check, chin area was swollen, red and hot to the touch. He had been sting by a wasp the day before, and 24 hours later, having a allergic reation. It got worst from there. I asked my 19 yr old if he would take my 4 yr old to the doctor's. He agreed. An hour later my 19 yr old called saying Wal-Mart would not fill his prescription, they could not find his records. I asked him to let me speak to the attendant, but he had already walked out of line. I asked him to bring the script home and I would take care of it. When he got home I read the script and relized that the name was wrong. We had adopted our son 3 months ago and it had his birth name on it instead of the adopted name.
I called the Doctor's office. Long story short, it took 2 more hours to get the records straight and the perscription writen out with the right name.
Needless to say. If my birthday would have been a nice birthday cake and ice cream with the family, I would never remember. My 44th will always be associated with the day Devon's face blew up, because of a wasp sting.
Monday, August 1, 2011
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