New year's resolutions are tough, which is why I normally avoid making them. Not that there aren't things I would like to change for the better, but because I know myself, and I know that unless I have a goal that's specific, rewarding, measurable, and reasonably attainable, I have no reason or motivation to follow through.
That said, I am embarking on a new year's resolution for the year 2015, and that resolution is to read more. Not just read more, though. Like I said, I need a specific measurable goal, so I'm going to aim for one book a month. To people who are rabid readers, this probably doesn't seem like a lot, and it really isn't. But honestly, since I'm not in college anymore, it kind of is a lot for me, because I normally spend most of my time writing. I write for a living, and I write in my free time because it's actually even more enjoyable for me than reading is. If I have free time during which I'm not writing, I'm probably wasting (okay, not wasting) using that time doing something like binge watching The Walking Dead or Downton Abbey, playing dumb games on my iPad or faffing around doing any number of other things.
So, I decided I want to make an effort to read one book a month, and I'm outlining a plan now, so that way I don't succumb to laziness or let myself fall victim to "I don't know what to reeeeeead" whining later.
What do I want to read? Well, that's a good question. I always have a really hard time finding fiction books that I'm interested in, or that are interesting enough to keep me picking up the book when there are things I'd rather do, like work on my novel or watch another episode of Downton Abbey. I'm a sucker for rereading novels I've already read, particularly classics that I read for the first time in college, but that's not very productive either. However, I do really like reading nonfiction, and I like it for a couple of reasons.
1. There are tons and tons of topics about which I currently know very little, and therefore and endless supply of interesting subjects.
2. I enjoy knowing more than other people, which is primarily why I decided to undertake this project in the first place.
Lately, I've been finding myself reading lengthy articles on Wikipedia about ancient Egypt and Winston Churchill and other stuff I want to learn about. In the past, I've pretty much devoured nonfiction books about the Tudor dynasty and then about Bobby Kennedy or James Dean, so I think my 2015 reading journey is going to be primarily nonfiction based. I just like learning more about stuff that most other people would never go near unless they were currently enrolled in high school history. My dad is a veritable encyclopedia of knowledge on nearly every subject, and if I ever have kids, hopefully I will be too. Doesn't matter if you're discussing American history, old movies, aeronautics--whatever-- my dad always knows more than anyone. Probably because of reading. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that people who don't go out of their way to learn things are just dull and I have no interest in being one of them. (Shots fired!)
So, if you want to participate in this 12 month, 12 books reading challenge, I'd love to have you with me! Feel free to read whatever books you want. If fiction is your thing, that's cool too. If you want to do some nonfiction like me, then feel free to follow this outline. Just one book a month! That's all! Pick a topic, head to the library, and check out one book that you think looks interesting.
Here's what I'm thinking my year is gonna look like. As you can see, I'm incorporating subjects I'm interested in, as well as some "challenge" subjects that are going to force me to read about people and events that aren't necessarily my favorite, but still worth knowing.
January: nonfiction book on Ancient Egypt, more specifically the 18th or 19th dynasty, because everyone knows those were the most interesting.
February: a biography about Catherine the Great.
March: something involving business or finance, which I know absolutely nothing about.
April: a book about Greek mythology. A nonfiction book, that is. Not like that horrible smut book I once read about a nurse who falls in love with the Grim Reaper. Yes, that's a thing. It's called Dark Kiss Of The Reaper, and I only bought it because it was like $1.99 on the Kindle store and I couldn't believe it had been written, so I had to see for myself.
May: a book about the history of the papacy and Rome because that shit is freaking fascinating and I would probably die if I ever got to go there.
June: another biography about my idol, the unflappable Winston Churchill.
July: something about the Borgia family.
August: a biography about someone I don't like, like Genghis Khan, Hitler, or Edward VIII
September: nonfiction book about the Plantagenets, the one British royal family about which I know very little.
October: a book about something I don't find particularly fascinating, like Asian history, politics, or anything science-y.
November: something French. Not something written in French, but something about French history, particularly the revolution.
December: Art history. Enough said.
So, are you interested in taking the 12 month, 12 book reading challenge? I would be a happy human if someone wanted to come along on this journey with me, whether you're following my outline or making up one of your own. Otherwise, good luck with your own resolutions!
These are the chronicles of a professional writer/introvert/British TV geek. My life is hilarious and baffling in equal amounts. I'll try and explain it the best I can, so stick around if you want to hear about it. Twitter: @beckyb89 Read more of my stuff all over the interwebs.
Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Monday, December 1, 2014
I Know That Feel, Bro
Let's get this shit started. I've got episodes of The Walking Dead to watch. Y'all know that I identify strongly with the the term "geek." If you're not sure why, I'll refer you to this quote by Simon Pegg.
I never make any attempt to hide my enthusiasm for the stuff I like. Even if others think I should be more subdued, even if it seems like 25 is way too old for someone to be cursing up a storm and screaming at the TV during an episode of American Horror Story, that doesn't stop me. That's just who I am. That's who I've always been. My excitement for shit knows no bounds, and while some may think that's dorky or weird, all I can feel is sorry for people who don't feel like they're allowed to live their life with as much joy as they possibly can.
That said, I know it's been a big week for Star Wars fans. New teaser trailer and all that. I got a sincere kick out of watching Youtube videos of avid Star Wars fans reacting to the trailer as they watched it in real time. Among my favorite moments are the looks of awe on everyone's face when that lightsaber ignites, and the ridiculous whoops of glee and cheers that accompany the Millennium Falcon bursting onto the screen accompanied by John Williams' score. There's nothing like those moments, dude. No. Thing. And as the member of any number of different fandoms from Starbucks to Harry Potter, to the Jonas Brothers, to black and white cookies, all I can say is, I know that feel, bro.
I like Star Wars and everything, but it's never been one of my things, if that makes sense. Harry Potter was my thing. I grew up with it, I adore(d) it, lined up at midnight for the release of new books, and I cried lots of times during the movies but never as much as I did at that last shot of Harry, Ron, and Hermione standing at the train station. Other than the Spice Girls, it was probably the first thing I was ever a huge, enduring fan of.
I just ended a sentence with a preposition and that's going to bug me, but I'm not going to go back and change it now. Yolo.
Anyway, I realize for a whole generation of now almost middle aged geeks, Star Wars was their Harry Potter, which is why I want to take this opportunity to extend the heartiest of fist bumps and knowing smiles as they enjoy their moment in geeky heaven -- the first of many that I'm sure will follow in the coming months. I know that feel, bro. Enjoy it, now that you get the chance to do so again. Enjoy every geeky moment.
I never make any attempt to hide my enthusiasm for the stuff I like. Even if others think I should be more subdued, even if it seems like 25 is way too old for someone to be cursing up a storm and screaming at the TV during an episode of American Horror Story, that doesn't stop me. That's just who I am. That's who I've always been. My excitement for shit knows no bounds, and while some may think that's dorky or weird, all I can feel is sorry for people who don't feel like they're allowed to live their life with as much joy as they possibly can.
That said, I know it's been a big week for Star Wars fans. New teaser trailer and all that. I got a sincere kick out of watching Youtube videos of avid Star Wars fans reacting to the trailer as they watched it in real time. Among my favorite moments are the looks of awe on everyone's face when that lightsaber ignites, and the ridiculous whoops of glee and cheers that accompany the Millennium Falcon bursting onto the screen accompanied by John Williams' score. There's nothing like those moments, dude. No. Thing. And as the member of any number of different fandoms from Starbucks to Harry Potter, to the Jonas Brothers, to black and white cookies, all I can say is, I know that feel, bro.
I like Star Wars and everything, but it's never been one of my things, if that makes sense. Harry Potter was my thing. I grew up with it, I adore(d) it, lined up at midnight for the release of new books, and I cried lots of times during the movies but never as much as I did at that last shot of Harry, Ron, and Hermione standing at the train station. Other than the Spice Girls, it was probably the first thing I was ever a huge, enduring fan of.
I just ended a sentence with a preposition and that's going to bug me, but I'm not going to go back and change it now. Yolo.
Anyway, I realize for a whole generation of now almost middle aged geeks, Star Wars was their Harry Potter, which is why I want to take this opportunity to extend the heartiest of fist bumps and knowing smiles as they enjoy their moment in geeky heaven -- the first of many that I'm sure will follow in the coming months. I know that feel, bro. Enjoy it, now that you get the chance to do so again. Enjoy every geeky moment.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
The Pros And Cons Of Working From Home
Ignore the fact that this website is kind of under construction. I want to make it a tad more professional, you know, so people can see samples of my work, my CV, and all that junk. But I don't feel like doing that right now, so I figured I'd talk a little bit about the awesome stuff and the not-so-awesome stuff about working from home.
For those of you who don't know, I work for an awesome website called Hyperbite, and occasionally for a New York publishing company who, for legal reasons, shall remain nameless. I get to make my living writing, which is basically what I always wanted to do with my life and it's pretty freaking sweet. Working from home is pretty freaking sweet too, though as you'll see, it has its ups and down.
Pro: I wake up when I damn well feel like it.
Spoiler alert. "When I damn well feel like it" is usually around 9:00am. I'm pretty much living the dream.
Con: The devil sitting on my shoulder sometimes doesn't feel like working, so I have to force myself to get down to it.
At least not until I drive to Starbucks and get my goddamn double shot on ice.
Pro: I have no boss or coworkers breathing down my neck and interrupting me while I work.
The people I do work with are all online and in various time zones.
Con: The dog seems to think that since I'm home all day, I exist only to cuddle him, play with him, and take him outside whenever he wants.
To be fair, this is the most reasonable explanation to my omnipresence.
Pro: I get to indulge in Netflix while I'm working.
I'm in the middle of a major Tudors rewatch right now.
Con: Sometimes I overindulge in Netflix while I'm working.
I'm in the middle of a major Tudors rewatch right now.
Pro: I don't have to deal with rush hour traffic or a pain-in-the-ass commute.
The only traffic I have to deal with is the drive-thru line in Starbucks, and by the time I get there, the morning rush hour has usually died down.
Con: Sometimes I get cabin fever and have to call my mom because I need to talk to another human being or else I'm going to lose it.
Talking to a dog just isn't the same.
Pro: I write for a living. Come on. What could be better than that?
9-year-old me is so jealous right now.
Con: By the time I'm done working, I'm so sick of writing, I don't even want to write for pleasure like I used to.
#writerproblems?
Pro: The Price is Right isn't just for sick days anymore.
PLINKO, BITCHES.
Con: Drew Carey just ain't no Bob Barker.
I'll have my pets spayed or neutered, but not because you told me to, Drew.
For those of you who don't know, I work for an awesome website called Hyperbite, and occasionally for a New York publishing company who, for legal reasons, shall remain nameless. I get to make my living writing, which is basically what I always wanted to do with my life and it's pretty freaking sweet. Working from home is pretty freaking sweet too, though as you'll see, it has its ups and down.
Pro: I wake up when I damn well feel like it.
Spoiler alert. "When I damn well feel like it" is usually around 9:00am. I'm pretty much living the dream.
Con: The devil sitting on my shoulder sometimes doesn't feel like working, so I have to force myself to get down to it.
At least not until I drive to Starbucks and get my goddamn double shot on ice.
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The people I do work with are all online and in various time zones.
Con: The dog seems to think that since I'm home all day, I exist only to cuddle him, play with him, and take him outside whenever he wants.
To be fair, this is the most reasonable explanation to my omnipresence.
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Pro: I get to indulge in Netflix while I'm working.
I'm in the middle of a major Tudors rewatch right now.
Con: Sometimes I overindulge in Netflix while I'm working.
I'm in the middle of a major Tudors rewatch right now.
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Pro: I don't have to deal with rush hour traffic or a pain-in-the-ass commute.
The only traffic I have to deal with is the drive-thru line in Starbucks, and by the time I get there, the morning rush hour has usually died down.
Con: Sometimes I get cabin fever and have to call my mom because I need to talk to another human being or else I'm going to lose it.
Talking to a dog just isn't the same.
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Pro: I write for a living. Come on. What could be better than that?
9-year-old me is so jealous right now.
Con: By the time I'm done working, I'm so sick of writing, I don't even want to write for pleasure like I used to.
#writerproblems?
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| Photo Credit: Tumblr |
Pro: The Price is Right isn't just for sick days anymore.
PLINKO, BITCHES.
Con: Drew Carey just ain't no Bob Barker.
I'll have my pets spayed or neutered, but not because you told me to, Drew.
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Thursday, March 27, 2014
I write for a living, so why am I doing more writing for free?
Welcome back to the old blog, everyone! It's been a while since I've been here, so I'm sure it's been a while for you too. Last night when I was starting to fall asleep, it just occurred to me that I kind of wanted to resurrect the old girl, but in a slightly different manner. When I first started this blog, it was kind of a catch-all for my daily musings and wacky article ideas. Nowadays, my wacky article ideas go to the people who pay me for them, but I still need a place to stick my musings and updates on me. Some of you expressed interest in my blog last time it was up, so I hope you'll enjoy it now, too.
In case you forgot who I am, this is me.
In case you forgot who I am, this is me.
I'm 24, a resident of suburban Kansas, and a writer. My whole life has been pretty much dedicated to this particular craft, but only recently did I start making it my job. I mean, I have a degree in English Literature, so it only makes sense that I should contribute something to the field, right?
Among my clients are the aforementioned Splatter.com, a hub for all kinds of original content that is comparable to Buzzfeed or Cracked, but better because I write for it. I'm also contracted with a publishing company that must remain nameless (for legal reasons) to produce Young Adult novels. In addition to that, I'm also working on my own novel, but let's not talk about that.
Anyway, check back here from time to time to see what I'm up to. Don't forget to check Splatter, too. We post tons of new content every single day.
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