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Wordy nerdy

Posted in Journal, Notes, Wonderful Words, Writing on 30/03/2017 by Jen Healey

Hello there patient reader!  How have you been?  Good I hope.

Well, it’s been a very long time since I wrote here, I’ve missed it.  I have however done a little blogging lately, which can be found here.  But if you don’t have time to look at that right now, it begins with me stating that I’m easing myself back into writing gently.  Although, it would appear that the words are flowing swiftly and easily at the present moment in time, happily.  This is a good thing, as I have many projects that have been shamefully neglected for a rather excessive, yet necessary amount of time.  Sometimes things are unavoidable.

That being said, I think phase two in my return to writing should be nurturing my love of the wonder of words.  So a little wordy nerdy business…

  • vulpine: 1. of or resembling a fox.  2. cunning or crafty.
  • coze: noun 1. a friendly talk. verb 1. to converse in a friendly way; chat.
  • mumpsimus: noun 1. adherence to or persistence in an erroneous use of language, memorization, practice, belief, etc., out of habit or obstinacy (opposed to sumpsimus).  2. a person who persists in a mistaken expression or practice (opposed to sumpsimus).
  • orogeny: noun 1. Geology.  the process of mountain making or upheaval.  Also called orogenesis (am I the only one who thinks this is a massive innuendo??!)
  • throttlebottom: noun 1. (sometimes lowercase) a harmless incompetent in public office.
  • ort: noun 1. a scrap or morsel of food left at a meal.  Usually, orts.
  • anthophilous: adjective 1. attracted by or living among flowers.  (are we on the right blog?) 2. feeding on flowers, as certain insects.  Also, anthophagous.
  • vaunting: adjective 1. having a boastfully proud disposition; a vaunting dictator.  2. marked by  boastful pride; a vaunting air of superiority.
  • smaragdine: adjective 1. emerald-green in colour.  2. of or relating to emeralds.
  • code-switching: noun 1. the modifying of one’s behaviour, appearance, etc., to adapt to different sociocultural norms: For many female Muslim students, code-switching from their home environment to that of school requires forgoing the hijab.  2. Linguistics. the alternating or mixed use of two or more languages, especially within the same discourse: My grandma’s code-switching when we cook together reminds me of my family’s origins.  Bilingual students are discouraged from code-switching during class.  

These words and definitions come from here.

That’s enough for today, but this was fun.

Do you love what you do?

Posted in Journal, Musings, Writing with tags , on 21/05/2011 by Jen Healey

Being a woman who has had a couple of babies, I have been afforded the luxury of having months away from work and returning to the same job with an (almost) fresh set of eyes.  Also, given the challenging nature of my job, I have colleagues who are no strangers to negativity, burn out and a quite remarkable level of cynicism.  Some days I agree with them, others I really don’t, and most of the time I think some of them really need some significant time away from work.  For the benefit of their own sanity and to gain some clarity and perspective, as I have had.  If they really feel the way they say they do, then it really isn’t healthy for them to steep themselves in an environment that makes them feel that way every (working) day.  I am aware that if I had only my work I would quite easily slip into the same downward spiral of thinking that life is shit and would probably go back to my old habits of smoking, drinking wine and eating too much chocolate (okay, so I still eat too much chocolate, but 2 out of 3 ‘ain’t bad!). 

I’ll admit that my old ‘passion’ for the job did not last long past being qualified.  Now that is not to say that I am someone who doesn’t care at all about my job, I do care about doing it well and helping people to cope with their mental health problems.  But it is not what I am passionate about and I don’t love it the way I did a (very) long time ago.  Which does make me a little sad, but, more worryingly, I’m concerned that if I do pursue a career in something I love to do, will that enthusiasm and enjoyment I feel for it now be squashed too?  If so, I wonder, is it a good idea to do what you love for a living?  I don’t want to lose those feelings I have for reading and writing, so am I risking losing something I love to do by recommencing my writing course and planning to do a proof-reading course (a 30th birthday present that is waiting for me to finish the first one)?  I want to do what I love for a living and love what I do.  Also, I really don’t see myself being a psych nurse for the rest of my working days. 

Actually, I think that the saddest thing is that I don’t know anyone who has turned their hobbies into their livelihood, I don’t think.  Unless that is the key to keeping balanced?  Work a job that is ‘just a job’, but have your real interests as a hobby that keeps you sane as you work a job that is… less than enjoyable.  That may sound like unrealistic, pie-in-the-sky idealism, the idea that you can do something you love and get paid for it, but if you don’t aim for it, what is there to look forward to?  Retirement?  (I don’t have that kind of patience!  And, who knows if I’ve even got that kind of time!)  In one respect I feel very fortunate indeed, that I actually have some activity in my life that I am passionate about and enjoy.  I can’t tell you how many people I see, in a professional capacity, that don’t even have the first clue as to what they like to do with their time.  Spending their lives, doing not much more than, looking so hard at the problem that they can’t see any possible solutions, usually with little company. 

Again, I am fortunate that my hubby is a very proactive person who encourages me to pursue my interests, join Meetup and start a group of our own, start an online bookshop, play the piano and get going with my writing practice and study.  With him around, and my lovely babies, I’m too busy to be bothered with getting (too) grumpy about my job, or with those ‘Negative Nellies’ that I work with.  To be fair they probably feel that they are being realistic (which they are a lot of the time), but I think that they could probably do with shifting their focus once in a while.  We are all well aware of the problems facing the service and individual clinicians thankyou, but would prefer it if the day was more than just a gripe-fest.  I don’t see why you can’t hope to enjoy your job, I do, I hope for it everyday.  Again, I want to love what I do and do what I love, which is to write.  Why the hell not?

I’ve failed!

Posted in Journal, Writing on 07/05/2011 by Jen Healey

Last night I was so tired that I fell asleep on the sofa before 9pm and therefore did not post a blog entry yesterday!  Hubby woke me, so I could go up to bed, and he helped me not feel too much like a quitter, as I just could not have dragged myself anywhere other than to bed.  He said that ‘it’s becoming like work, rather than being something you enjoy’, especially now that I’m back at work during the week.  I reluctantly, but honestly, agree.  Last night I slept so deeply that it is pretty obvious I’d bitten off more than I could chew and was wearing myself out.  Today, after not sitting up to the laptop all night, I had a lot more energy and feel better than I have in days, maybe even weeks.  It may be that being at home today with my family has a little something to do with my mood being lifted, but I think a big chunk of it is the relief of having one-less-thing-to-do.  So I am hereby, regretfully, stepping down from the WordPress ‘post a day challenge’.  

😦 

However, I am swapping to the ‘post a week’ challenge, and plan to do one post a week as a minimum.  I have enjoyed writing a blog post every day and, if nothing else, I have proven to myself that I still love to write and that I do have the discipline to do it everyday.  Yes – I know I’m not going to be blogging everyday!  But I do write clinical notes everyday and I have picked up my trusty old pen and creative journal again, in which I have made some decent progress on an old short story I started a long time ago.  So I am still writing everyday, just not here.  I can live with that. 

Have a great weekend y’all. 

🙂

I’m Posting every day in 2011!

Posted in Journal, Writing on 23/03/2011 by Jen Healey

Title: I’m Posting every day in 2011!

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now.  I will be posting on this blog once a day for the rest of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

Signed,

Jen. 

Yes, I know it’s a bit ‘late in the day’ to be signing up for things in March, but I’ve only just noticed the badge on Kate’s blog!  But have been posting daily since I started in February anyway, this is just an added incentive/pressure/motivation to discipline me into writing everyday.  I just need to figure out how to pop a badge on my sidebar thingy now! 

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