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When I write, it’s because I lose faith in the ability for me to communicate, especially to those I love the most.

When I write, it’s because I have time to formulate and compose.

When I write, it’s because I have failed in some way,  I write it’s because I’m trying to redeem myself.

When I write, it’s because I’ve exposed myself with words and I’m trying to cover the truth or trying (in hope) to expose a greater truth.

I write because it reveals truth and it is the truth that will set us free.

I write to be free.

~peace.

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So, yeah, our story

So, what I should mention about our story,  Extraordinary Girl,  which I began promoting (finally) is that you can read it for free for a about a week or so. And more importantly, if anyone reads it, we’d really appreciate some constructive criticism. It is a first novel, so we’re prepared for this, so no worries if you have some hard things to say. We can take it! (I think?)

Anyway, in the meantime, I’m reading (attempting to) All the Light We Can Not See by Anthony Dooer and thinking, okay, well now and being humbled as I read. I’m probably going to have to read it again for pleasure because right now, I’m kinda reading it as a writer and as far as style, tone and such, I like what I’m reading and I’m learning.

As a teacher, I say, there’s no better way to learn than to dig in to the meat of what you’re trying to learn. Speaking of, my “day job” of tutoring is calling my name and I need to work on that.

~Peace readers!

 

 

Promoting a story

I wrote a story with my friend. Our story, Extraordinary Girl is a novel about a young woman who finds her way in the world despite her many obstacles.

For whatever reasons, I’ve not promoted it before, but I knew that the time would come for it to be out there where it belongs. (In the hands of readers!) Truly, it was not written for only ourselves to enjoy.

The process of writing a novel, even a short one, is long and tedious.  It reminded me of when I was pregnant with my children. The first stages involved much preparation, excitement and thrill. But like pregnancy, the last stages of writing the book became tiring, heavy and frustrating. Birthing a book involved time, energy and even money to get enough of the kinks out.

And then, after completing the process, and reaching the end of a long race, I learned that the end of one process was really the beginning of another process, in which I wasn’t completely ready. And that process is promoting the work, our work. It is not a process I was familiar with, nor frankly willing to get acquainted with at that moment.

I mean, wasn’t it enough our story was out there, published on Kindle?  And if it was written to be read, and put on a proverbial “shelf”, then it would be found and read. Right? Wrong. And honestly,  I knew that.  But hey, it was out of my hands, at least.

When I read about promoting a story, a piece of my soul immediately rejected the idea. Nope! Not interested in putting our work (hard work) out there to be criticized and rejected.

But now? Well, after months and month of working in other “arenas”, doodling, blogging and such, I’ve finally reached the point where I’m ready to promote. I’m no longer worried about the “public-eye” or ratings or inevitable rejections. All those things are not the measure of truth.

The truth is that what my friend and I did in writing a story together is an accomplishment and a beginning of a dream realized. To become writers. We created a character that we both believed in and birthed her story. We wrote. Yay us!

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday Off…

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Whoever added Chocolate to a cereal I hadn’t bought prior, thanks. It’s pretty darn tasty. And the amount of chocolate is generous. Good job!!

At times I wake up and don’t feel like having my usual fruit/veg smoothie or oatmeal, so this is what I have. I’ve been known on occasion to even eat cereal for lunch.

Okay, enough of my eating habits. I want to update and say that we’re mostly moved in. Now, it’s not time for a party by any means, but the place is coming together. I still like it, but the honeymoon period is over. The good news is that my husband and I can make any place feel a bit better with ALL the artwork we own. The bad news: My husband and I may need to open up a gallery of some sort at some point. We have too many items and not enough walls!!

I’m gonna switch the subject and take a moment for the artist in me to vent:

I have this perpetual itch to create something! I’m looking around at our stuff, art supplies, sketch journals, thousands of pens, markers, etc. and it’s just driving me crazy!

Okay, that’s enough, I could go on, and I know the answer is to just do it! And I will. If you’ve moved enough times, you know how disruptive and irritating it can be to creative juices. I feel like a can of soda that’s been shaken with no release for the pressure.

So, if you come across me and see the “resting bitch face”, well, it may be a real bitch face. You’ve been warned. 😉

~Peace …I seek thee…

 

 

 

Moved In

I really wanted to work on unpacking until each and everyone of these boxes was gone, but apparently, I’m allergic to all the dust that each box contains, not to mention we’re in full blown spring here in Seattle, the amount of pollen is through the roof! (at least for me)

So, alas, my unpacking frenzy has slowed, blame my nose!

I even slowed down enough to read a book called The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh. I liked the story and how it was interwoven with a dictionary of the meaning of flowers. Made me rethink some of the flowers I like!

I hope all is well in your land of existence and that you’re experiencing peace and joy even if your circumstances aren’t the best.

~peace.

One of those days

I don’t care to vent it out because it takes too much energy out of me and I need to keep some for our upcoming move. I’ll need it.

But, it has been one of those days.

I don’t want to ask why, because it really doesn’t matter why certain things happen; high and low days will occur.

The challenge, my challenge is to breathe, stay calm and turn.

I have a choice, to turn away from discouragement and to turn towards positivity.

Nothing was lost today that can’t be replaced. There are far worst days that others these days at this very hour are suffering and there are worse things to lose. Therefore, the choice is really easy if I just take a minute to think about it.

I chose to be grateful. There really is no other choice that makes sense for me. I’m grateful for the life I’ve been given, and for the people who grace my life. I may not own the world, but I have love. If not for love, I would surely perish and lose heart.

 

 

Brain Waves

As far as writing goals…well, let’s just say I’ve been like that winter tree that hasn’t given indication (yet) that it’s, in fact, not dead, but lying dormant. And I’d like to point out that despite what I’ve been posting on my other blog, I’m also not planning a new career as a “doodle-ist“, but that’s what I’ve been doing on my off time is doodling. I think what’s happening each time I doodle is that I’m resting up part of my brain, while igniting the fire in that other part of my brain which is lying dormant for now. That’s my theory anyway.

Needless to say, I’ve nothing to report about any new writing or novel ideas. Nothing. But, the itch to write has increased and that is all I’ve noticed. So, rather than rid of it with a quick “scratching”, I’m sort of letting it build until I can’t stand it anymore. I’m hoping it will lead to a creative “un-loading” of sorts. Like a cascading falls after a heavy rain. That’s what I’m hoping for, anyway.

~Peace friends.

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The Itch

I’m finally getting to the point of missing writing. I’d been busy doodling for the past month and now I feel my brain itching to begin a new story. I probably need to go over my notes from the class I took to begin the process a bit differently than the other story and hopefully to avoid the mismanagement of the many draftings, but we’ll see. That may be how I operate.

I’m running a tutoring business and staying organized is a challenge. After we move into our new place, I need to find a nook and keep it as a true home office.

That is my short update for today, hope all is well on your end.

~Peace friends.