Learning To Be Critiqued

So any one that has been reading this blog knows I have a desire to be perfect. Well there is no wake up call to your imperfections than going to a writers group in downtown "Yaleland" with a group of professional writers all over 40.  I do give myself props for being brave.
It all started when I went to the Meetup web-sight and I uploaded my children's story to be read and critiqued. Then on a very rainy New England day, found parking, launched my umbrella and walked a few blocks to a swanky bar.
Then went down two flights of stairs to the basement of the bar. The basement was reserved for the writing group. The I gave a nervous smile, some hellos sat among people I had never met before, the critics.  The group covered both the strengths of my work, and covered what was not working. Of course, I only heard what was not working, went home and felt a little sorry for myself.  I have let some time pass and today I have began making some of the changes and am feeling excited to have some spring boards for improvement.
I am making the characters names more fitting to there behavioral characteristics. I am excited to be working.  I may not be perfect, but I am real.

p.s.
some name changes:
Cronkite=Topper Light
Jimmy= Pep Savor
Kiva= Minta Steady
Moddy= Sharpy Dapper

What do you think?

Friday night

Friday night I met some friends for dinner. We googled a place down town New Haven that was supposed to be fairly inexpensive and had a nice menu on line. We got there and guess what It did not exist. There was an Irish pub right next door the prices were good and the atmosphere okay, but the peeps were not interested in going inside. The five of us were standing outside the Irish place tossing out ideas and staring at the ground, when a woman who was standing up on some stairs behind us, in a bright blue dress wearing a long string of pearls tied in a knot, smoking a cigarette, stated, "It is difficult to court so many people isn't it." I agreed and then felt a little like Tiger Woods, and not as a golfer. We then walked around the corner and ended up eating at a large Japanese restaurant with good sushi and a comfortable ambiance. We followed are dinner by walking to a very hip looking bar and stopping at an art gallery along the way.
The hip club was really strange inside, it had recessed booths with tall walls all the way to the ceiling and cushions that looked liked giant corduroy, then long tables with glass tops filled with good looking city folks. On the ceiling was a painting of the night sky. The whole place reminded me of an 80's, movie interpretation, of the future. The hostess took my friends and I to a room she called the tea room, it was in the back of the club, private, and dark. It made me think of a war bunker or the private room of a strip club. The walls were made of piled sandstone on the bottom and were painted black on the top with sketched images of birds flying up above. The artistry of the place seemed to bring out a giddiness in all of us. The night ended in the basement of an Irish pub and a live band. The conversation was good and the company divine. I now need to rest.

Blog accountable

It is a Tuesday morning. The day began with rain and I slept in until 8:45 then did nothing but check my Facebook until ten.
My husband can spring out of bed with no problem. He was up at six or seven. I don't know because I was still sleeping and I fell asleep before him.
I wish I had that kind of discipline to begin the day. I have to sit and stare through squinted eyes and moan for at least ten minutes. I beg my eyelids to lift so I can begin my day and with out any outside structure it normally consists of a combination of feeling sorry for myself, doing things I enjoy, and cleaning.

I quit my job to move here with my husband and I have NO idea how to stay productive. So this Blog is going to be how I set some goals, and stick to them. Some things I know about myself:

1.) I am never really productive until ten o'clock. (Is this a permanent disorder or can it be fixed?)

2.) I know I don't feel well unless I am physically active.

3.) I know I need some exposure to other human beings.

4.) I want to learn some new skills. (I have a list)

5.) I know I want to make a nice dinner and be there for my husband when he gets home and have daily quality time with him.

Wish me luck.

Sincerely
Home girl