2 blogs in one

i had 208 entries in my live journal. im MS word, that translates into 174 pages. 174 pages. that's almost a novel. i actually probably have more than that, b/c i dont think live journal allowed me to copy and paste my private and/or friends only entries. i'll have to go back and check.

i'm back to thinking of how much writing i've done since i've started. The Closet was my first story, i believe it was 5 pages and written when i was in 4th grade. wouldnt it be awesome to compile every single typed/printed page into one Big BOOK? i'd have thousands, and thousands of words.

i'm inspired. i want to go home and find all of my stories from my fiction writing classes at columbia, and all of my old term papers, and just study them. i want to perfect my writer's 'voice' and i want to do more with my talent. i want to write a BOOK. i already have a title for it and have started it, but wouldnt it be awesome to actually FINISH it?

i wonder if my thoughts/ramblings (i.e. this blog, my live journal) could turn into a novel. people read memoirs, dont they? i know i do. im going to pick up one at borders after work today.

im not sure what is happening, but all i know is i feel energized and alive with my way with words more than ever before. i guess it's due to my job, since i get paid to do nothing else but write all day, and its inspired me to do more of my OWN writing.

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here's a question/thought. what you value is determined by what you spend your money on. im going to close my eyes and try to remember what i've purchased this month:

subway (lunch)
scones & iced coffee
sex & the city dvds
booze
newspaper (ah-ha, i'm smart after all... though it was the sunday's sun-times, way too much information, and i only bought it for dad's book review ... ok, busted, i'm not smart.)
panera
bennigan's
toilet paper
lip gloss
pedicure
2 rings from kohl's
dry cleaning
GAS
birthday outfit from express (hey for 133 bucks, i better look DAMN good, from head to toe)
movie tickets to 'john tucker must die'
movie tickets to 'pulse' - i actually enjoy good cinema, i swear, these two movies are not proof of that, however.
a thursday night of booze at papa t's
jeans from gap
books

im not sure what i value anymore, but i DO know that it's more than 6 inch subs and bud light and filling up my ford escort. or is it?