Well, this week has been interesting. Internet has been sketchy at best, so I’ve barely had chance to do anything online. I’m currently hot spotting my phone, which I hit my 1GB data limit on, so is running on slow speeds; only 1/8 of the websites I visit will actually load.
It’s made it all but impossible to do blog posts, or any book research. Which is also frustrating, because I have a fantasy series I’ve been working on. Now that characters are established, it needs some hefty world building. Which means a lot of research.
I apologise to those that follow this blog; I imagine some of you have all but forgotten who I am by this point – or you’re really enjoying the lack of emails saying there’s a new post out, haha.
My wife and I are moving to a new house over the weekend, and with that comes new internet. I just hope and pray it’s more stable than the internet here. There are a ton of extremely exciting things I want to tell you guys about, and I hope they’re not just exciting to me.
Have a Happy Easter everyone!
Eighteen hours. Eighteen hours to travel 3000 miles. But, finally, I was here. Slinging my camera bag and backpack over my shoulders, I climbed out of the small 30 passenger plane, and was warmly welcomed by Saipan’s legendary humidity. I’d been told many times about this, and it was true, I really would have to swim to the concourse. Continue reading “Pretty Smiles and Crash Tackles”
Printers, I love them almost as much as I hate them.
As I stared down at the necessary evil, I felt nothing but anger and hatred for the frustrating piece of crap. I urgently needed to print one B&W document, but it was low on coloured ink, so what did it do? Printed dirty, streaky, discoloured documents.
I was in the throes of applying for a visa to migrate to the US, a K1 Fiancé Visa to be precise. In order to have the best chance of receiving said visa, Brittany and I needed to prove our relationship was real; that our families and friends approved of us.
I looked at the time; if I hurried I’d be able to get down to the shops and buy some more ink before I was due at the Notary Public’s place with my affidavit. I grabbed my keys and wallet and stormed out the door. Continue reading “The Epic Visa Journey (pt 2)”
Like Whitesnake, I’ve asked that question. The warm fuzzy feeling, the racing heart, the excitement, was that love? Was that what I was feeling?
Another question also plagued me: was that all there was to love? The thought terrified me. If those feelings were the only way I knew I was in love, what about the times when I didn’t feel that way? Did that mean I didn’t love Brittany?
So I searched for the answer…
And found it. Continue reading “Is this love that I’m feeling? 15 things I discovered about love”