My heart is stirred by a noble theme as I recite my verses for the King; my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer. - Psalm 45:1 King James Version
And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us, And establish the work of our hands for us; Yes, establish the work of our hands. - Psalm 90:17
And I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship, To devise cunning works, … to work in all manner of workmanship. … and in the hearts of all that are wise hearted I have put wisdom, that they may make all that I have commanded ... - Ex 31:3 King James Version

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. - Psalm 19:1 King James Version
By the word of the Lord were the heavens made; and all the host of them by the breath of his mouth. - Psalm 33:6 King James Version

Lord, You have been our dwelling place in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth, Or ever You had formed the earth and the world, Even from everlasting to everlasting, You are God. - Psalm 90:1-2

Thou, even thou, art Lord alone; thou hast made heaven, the heaven of heavens, with all their host, the earth, and all things that are therein, the seas, and all that is therein, and thou preservest them all; and the host of heaven worshippeth thee. - Nehemiah 9:6 King James Version

For, lo, he that formeth the mountains, and createth the wind, and declareth unto man what is his thought, that maketh the morning darkness, and treadeth upon the high places of the earth, The LORD, The God of hosts, is his name. - Amos 4:13 King James Version

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My heart is sore pained within me:
and the terrors of death are fallen upon me.
Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me,
and horror hath overwhelmed me.
I will call upon God;
and the Lord shall save me.
Evening, and morning, and at noon,
will I pray, and cry aloud:
and he shall hear my voice.



I am a Speculative Fiction writer who is a Christian and struggles with depression, which, until recently, went undiagnosed since at least high school.

Sometimes, way too often, I fail God, but He picks me up, cleans me up, and helps me to continue on the journey of living life and writing for Him.

My childhood home was Alaska, where I had a fair share of adventures, and misadventures, including surviving the largest recorded earthquake to hit the North American continent.

I attended college in Oregon, and currently reside in the Seattle area. Many of my Works in Progress take place in the beautiful Pacific Northwest.

In 2nd grade I became an avid reader, and in 7th grade I began the struggle with myself, and God, of whether or not I wanted to accept the title "Writer."

Since JAN 2016 I've been taking Prozac and am again working on this blog as a way for me to get myself to work on self-assigned writing projects, a way to encourage myself to get on with the adventure of being a Spec Fic writer.

24 December 2009

Death, Mayhem, and Chaos

It's 0'Dark:Thirty in the morning.  My cat awakens me and drags me out of bed.  (Hey, he's a big cat, he does what he wants.)  My eyes have yet to adjust to the darkness filling my sleeping quarters. I struggle into the room down the hall, where my work awaits me.  I crank on the main computer, and while I'm waiting I examine the processes being performed on the backup.  They've stalled.  I have to restart them.

After the main computer is done booting I follow my long-ingrained habit of checking my mail.  NOTHING that can't wait.  I start to wander off to Facebook, and my other favorite websites that keep me distracted.  Something snaps inside me.  NO!  my soul cries out.  I need to work on some writing in the morning, so I can develop that as a habit, I remind myself.  I need to break that habit of browsing the internet, getting lost on the digital frontier, meandering unexplored "terrortory."  So what do I write about, I ask myself.  Write about what's important to you, I tell myself.

Yesterday I started the day by trying to get some more resumes and cover letters sent out to apply to some jobs I saw posted.  I have been working as a substitute teacher at Bellevue Christian School, where I worked lat year part-time, teaching two classes - one Introduction to Computer Proggamming Fundamentals class, and one Math-lab class.  I've also been trying to get more hours as a tutor at some of the local tutoring centers.  I've decided that maybe I might have to go back to working as a software tester, or as a phone support tech.

So, I start to send out cover letters for some positions I found, only to realize that although I have copies of my cover letters for subbing/tutoring, that in all the furor of my having had computers crash, backing up files, trying to organize those backups of backups, I have managed to lose all the copies of the s/w testing cover letters I had had.  Nothing on the main computer, nothing on the backup computer, nothing on the external hard drives or the pocket drives.

This sends me into an "organizing frenzy," trying to search out where any old copies of the cover letters might be.  Some of you might think it would be quicker to re-write the cover letters, and for yourselves you may be correct - for me, well....  Anyway, so I finally find copies of some emails I had sent out sometime ago, and I snatch those to use as templates to create the new cover letters - those I need to work on later today.

So what's the point of this particular Ruggles' Wandering?  It's not only important to keep backups of all your writing projects, but it's important to keep them organized.  Even now, as I type this treatise on the main computer, my backup computer is in the process of doing, well backups.

So, I'm trying to practice what I preach - if you are making regular backups, hurray for you.  But how well are you doing at keeping track of what's the most current version?  How many backups do you have scattered around on various media? 

I was reading yesterday's post at Author Culture, where K.M. Weiland writes "Organization takes a little extra effort, but once you have a system in place, it saves untold minutes you might have spent hunting down research notes, sorting through scribbles to find your latest burst of inspiration, or running searches through your computer’s hard drive in pursuit of that outline your wrote last fall."

So, since it's the new year in 8 days, I'm going to try to make it my resolution to spend more time writing, and in order to enable that, I need to get better organized.  And with that thought - I need to go see about doing some critiques for next month's meeting of my NCWA critique group, and getting my own work submitted.

Tomorrow's Christmas, so Merry Christmas, Happy Chunnakka, and Happy New Year.

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