So I saw this great post by Kristin Lamb and thought I'd do one of my own. ;) Here we go!
1. You might be a writer if...your characters have held an intervention because you weren't writing (yes, this happened to me. While I was at work no less).
2. You might be a writer if...you spend more time inside your head than anywhere else.
3. You might be a writer if...you know how to do several weird and quirky things because research (my weird and quirky thing is brainwashing. What's yours?)
4. You might be a writer if...your characters whisper in your ear ALL THE TIME. (Yep, that happens. ALL THE TIME).
I think sometimes we, as people, get a little over ambitious about things. Big things. Especially big things we know are coming. "I'm going to get married and it's going to be great!" "I'm going to have a baby and it will be adorable and perfect!" "I'm going to buy my dream house and I will never hate anything again!"
But nothing ever works in quite the right way.
When my partner and I bought our house, one of the things I was most excited about was starting a garden. My father (who grew up on an honest-to-goodness farm) always had a vegetable plot in his backyard, my mother (and her mother) grew flowers, and my new next-door neighbours were a pair of elderly Italians whose entire backyard was given over to vegetables. I felt like I had truly arrived.
We're now going into our fourth year of gardening. The first few were veggies only; last year, we finally had the backyard landscaped and added flowers to our repertoire. Here are some things I've learned...
1. The weeds are faster than you think. In early April the temperature was barely above freezing, and the frost date was still more than a month away, but the weeds were already up and going.
2. Easy = good. We've grown tomatoes and zucchini year after year, because they take care of themselves. Stick them in, water occasionally, and get all the veggies you can eat. Carrots, on the other hand...the first year they grew stunted (but so. tasty.), while the second year they never grew at all, and this year is looking like a repeat of the second. Alas.