tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post9099583768618041097..comments2024-01-15T20:57:45.231-05:00Comments on Krystal Wade: HumidityAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11805206329378779413noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-75563617721878092522011-07-24T10:57:43.588-04:002011-07-24T10:57:43.588-04:00It's overcast today, and not supposed to be AS...It's overcast today, and not supposed to be AS bad. 105 is way better than 133, right? <br /><br />Opening up my book now. We'll see how far I get.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11805206329378779413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-52673086915872328522011-07-24T10:40:09.232-04:002011-07-24T10:40:09.232-04:00While the darker, dismalness of winter can affect ...While the darker, dismalness of winter can affect our moods the hot sun can drain the energy from you like leaving your vehicles headlights on all night. Besides, unlike the summer heat being just miserable, there is something cozy about winter … curling up with a good book or your writing in front of a fireplace while it’s lightly snowing outside. Kids are mellow; they seem to be more content to cuddle up rather than rambunctious. And there is something magical about freshly fallen snow that I liken to a blank writing page, I just want to run out and make tracks in it. One I do with snow shoes, the other I do with the flow of a pen.<br /><br />I miss my muse Krystal! I apologize for being so distant or in my case suffering from Hermititius. It has been an emotional few weeks with the spreading of my brothers ashes and I’ve been physically and emotionally exhausted working extra long hours and huffing it to work on my bicycle. I must say, though, I’ve lost 20 pounds somewhere along the way. That’s worth its weight in gold. <br /><br />MelMel Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10036163835843986710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-59219958360006846322011-07-23T19:06:13.850-04:002011-07-23T19:06:13.850-04:00It's very hot here, too (heat indexes in the t...It's very hot here, too (heat indexes in the triple digits). Yuck! I pretty much assume I'm not going to get much work done during the summer months (I've got three kids, too). That way, I don't disappoint myself. LOL! <br /><br />Here's to hoping it cools down soon!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07570437173288571934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-9185177346840383012011-07-22T19:06:03.816-04:002011-07-22T19:06:03.816-04:00Mmmm, Charlie, great suggestion, but I think I'...Mmmm, Charlie, great suggestion, but I think I'll have a margarita instead. YAY!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11805206329378779413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-32855786936963285952011-07-22T14:36:20.200-04:002011-07-22T14:36:20.200-04:00Hey Krystal -
I'm going through a similar pha...Hey Krystal -<br /><br />I'm going through a similar phase the past few weeks. I'm not writing. Although you have defined your dilemma, I haven't completely identified my own. I was thinking about sending you an ice berg but that takes away the fun activities you and your family enjoy during only a few months each year. The Chicago heat has been just as you mentioned but I don't think the heat is my issue. My mind has been so focused on getting published/ self-publishing, I can't think straight. I get it back soon and so will you. Try a Slurpee at 7-11. Maybe that will cool you/cheer you up. :Pcharlie nitrichttp://charlienitric.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-28044690851833489282011-07-22T14:15:41.169-04:002011-07-22T14:15:41.169-04:00I love winter. When all is still, dead quiet stil...I love winter. When all is still, dead quiet still, I can feel, rather than hear, my characters talking to each other, almost as if can only exist when I die a little. Summer provides distraction and the heat rots my brain. <br /><br />However, now that I live in Las Vegas (which for a new england boy is a shock), there is no winter. only hot and hotter. and then hotter still. I search and beg for inspiration and for one damned person to acknowledge I exist.Stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15633376404773394397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-52970034851575724572011-07-22T12:00:15.201-04:002011-07-22T12:00:15.201-04:00Oh, now, Kath you make it sound as if I don't ...Oh, now, Kath you make it sound as if I don't love the little brats...I mean precious darlings. I do. Very much so. :-) I don't wish away the time, just the heat. It's soo damn hot. <br /><br />Oh, and I'm pretty sure they don't listen to anything I say now. <br /><br />Love you too!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11805206329378779413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-32877760332577674992011-07-22T11:57:10.013-04:002011-07-22T11:57:10.013-04:00You will long for the days when your kids need you...You will long for the days when your kids need your attention regularly. You will say I wish I had one more day of them being small and needing me to help them with something. Before you know it they will be teenagers and think they already know everything. Suddenly they won't listen to a thing you say. Then one day you will wake up and they will be all grown up and while I am not a writer, I doubt any amount of writing or anything else, will be able to fill the void. Cherish every waking moment with them. Please don't wish away the time. The writing will be there but they won't be. :) - Love you. Kathy aka Krystal Wade's much older sister.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-33292857398861685272011-07-22T10:40:22.449-04:002011-07-22T10:40:22.449-04:00So you dream of being a polar bear, but write bett...So you dream of being a polar bear, but write better if you aren't. Funny!<br /><br />And, much the same in my house. If I'm not needed, I can be sure the instant I whip out my laptop, someone needs something from me.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11805206329378779413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-11683007106526673752011-07-22T10:40:02.755-04:002011-07-22T10:40:02.755-04:00I think the reason we write better in the winter, ...I think the reason we write better in the winter, is because of the sense of hibernation-as if we are burying ourselves away to recharge and write in the dark. <br />But that heat sounds intolerable - so with children, heat, work, and god knows what else, don't be so hard on yourself. <br /><br />Here's hoping a cool breeze will arrive and whisk your words onto a page!!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05912071192179983603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-22911223390123700152011-07-22T10:37:18.792-04:002011-07-22T10:37:18.792-04:00Loved that Krystal echoes a lot of my own thoughts...Loved that Krystal echoes a lot of my own thoughts and feelings. Kids are like homing pigeons the way they can always find you no matter where you are lol. Just a pity they can't sense when you need some space. I think the more I try to spend time away from them the tighter they cling on. Yet if we are all in a room & I have nothing to do no one wants or speaks to me. Go figure??tattoodevil13https://www.blogger.com/profile/12486101638480211360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5750062037106905218.post-1830443176647028112011-07-22T10:33:28.798-04:002011-07-22T10:33:28.798-04:00Funny, I can barely write in winter, with the lack...Funny, I can barely write in winter, with the lack of light and the bleakness. Perhaps it's that the shivering throws off my typing. But there is something terrible about this humidity, which feels like it would make more sense in a steamed shower than filling the outside air. I always think gills would help the situation. <br /><br />I can write just fine with these temperatures. Just as long as I sit in front of the ac and dream about being a polar bear.Kat Zantowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12479540149899066557noreply@blogger.com