Who I really am. 

  • ​I am a writer.

I know I have said this before, but I can make a seven course meal, clean the entire house, be on 4 hours of sleep, pay all of the bills, go shopping, and if I do not write something, I feel my day is unproductive. 

I know a good meal, nice, and a clean place, feels good, but without writing, I just do not feel accomplished anything at all. (Http://rebekahquinne.wordpress.com)

  • I am a foodie.

I love food. (Yes, I am a bigger lady, and I am watching my weight for health. However I will not deny a new or fun food experience. )

 I enjoy making food, cooking, baking, and going out. (When I got out, I usually try to order something, I usually I will not make at home.)

  • I am always learning.

I’m always researching for my writing. I’ve learned from life experience as well. 

I enjoy reading and finding out more about all kinds of things.

  • I am a bear. (Or a bulldog whatever is cuter.)

I am a very determined person. The loyal person. The type of person who would do whatever I had to.

 I may be sweet or cranky doing it, it depends on how people treat me. 

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November all for me. 

I am not a selfish person, but next month is all about me. I am working on my writing and hopefully myself. 

My goal is in 2018 to move forward and away from my past.

I have two projects. . .  (Each project is 50,000 in 30 days)

  1. Finishing the The Broken Path 50,000 plus. 
  2. Working on the ghost stories for the Broken Path.

    I hope to figure myself out and do something for me, write. 

    Pieces 

    I’m in pieces right now. 

    My soul is holding the broken, bloody pieces of my heart.
    I’ve been trying to clean and put each piece back together,
    but it has been a process.

    I feel empty and alone
    A shell of what I used to be
    Maybe it’s good
    Maybe I need to clean it out
    To make room for new.

    I mustfight through
    Clean out
    Smile and. . .
    Move on.

    Take the pieces of me
    And make someone new. 
    (c) Rebekah Quinne 2017

    What I want for 2017

    Personal Goals for 2017

    1. I want to walk more. (At least three walks a week or several rounds on the stairs.)
    2. I want to lose weight. (80 pounds. . . ultimate goal.)
    3. I want to be more active.
    4. I want to stretch more. (No charlie horses.)
    5. I want to learn some basic yoga and be more physically flexible.
    6. I want my tight clothes to be looser.
    7. I want to lower my diabetes numbers.
    8. I want to try more recipes.
    9. I want to control my binge eating. I want to eat smaller sizes.
    10. I want to eat better.
    11. I want to get into the habit of three meals a day.
    12. I want to paint more.
    13. I want to read more.
    14. I want to save a little money.
    15. I want to meet my “wolfie.” He knows who he is.
    16. I want to deal, maybe even cure my anxiety and depression.
    17. I want to mediate more and be able to always access my happy place.
    18. I want to finish some of the projects I have started.
    19. I want to start some new projects.
    20. I want to help my ex get stronger and heal.

    Things that Happened in 2016

    2016 was a very challenging year. I felt really stuck and trapped this year, so I really didn’t feel I accomplished that much. I mean I didn’t even finish a book: writing or reading. However I have learned a lot about myself.

    My writing accomplishments link here. . . https://rebekahquinne.wordpress.com/2016/12/30/what-happened-in-2016/

    Things I accomplished in 2016

    1. I am working more on a day schedule. Eh, I know, but maybe I can figure out where to get more writing and editing in.
    2. I have gone to the doctor myself.
    3. I have gone to therapy by myself.
    4. I feel I have more energy.

    Things I have learned in 2016

    1. I loved flavored coffee. (Mocha, coconut, caramel vanilla, and Chocolate raspberry are my favorite.)
    2. My cat will look all over the house when I am gone.
    3. I miss my cat very much.
    4. Therapy really works as long as you are open and honest with the therapist and yourself.
    5. I like cats sometimes better than people.
    6. I would be a good vet assistant or care-giver.
    7. I have less anxiety when I am busy.
    8. I live and deal better when I am on my own.
    9. I can do chores better when I am by myself (at my own time and doing it my own way.)
    10. I’m sorry, but I am not a baby or kid person. (I rather have a fur-baby that purrs.)
    11. I have learned I hate to be controlled or told what to do. I do NOT deal with authority well.
    12. Distance is just a number when love is involved. (still makes me sad my “wolfie” is not here.)
    13. I secretly like to fold towels and peel potatoes.
    14. I do not like being treated like a 15 year old who needs a babysitter.
    15. Not driving really limits me. (But I am terrified of getting in an accident again.)

    A poem: Impatience

     

    Impatience

    Rebekah Quinn © 2016

     

    I never

    Felt in

    Such away

    Like I

    Do now.

    I think

    Of you

    All of

    The time:

    In the

    Early morning

    And late

    In the

    Deep night.

    I wish

    We were

    Together now

    As I

    Want to

    Kiss you

    Hold you

    Hug you

    And never

    Let you

    Ever go.

    I pray

    To the

    Many gods

    And fates . . .

    I wish

    On many

    Shiny pennies

    And stars

    For us

    To be

    Closer, together.

    But why

    Such a

    Long wait?

    Why must

    We go

    Through this?

    I know

    A time

    Will come

    And we

    Will be

    Together soon.

    But when?

     

    A poem

    I have not written poetry in a while. Maybe I will start again. . .

    This for someone very special.

    My Written Angel. . .

    He walks within

    The typed

    With the sweetest words

    Just for us

    To see. . .

    Even in pain

    He is there for me

    Why?

    How?

    Do I deserve. . .

    A gentle soul?

    He is hidden

    Within the words

     

    © 2016 Rebekah Quinne