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Writing has always been a form of stress relief in my life.

Every since the age of twelve I’ve been creating my own characters and worlds. At first writing was simply for myself, a dream out of wisps of thoughts, imaginations, and the things made of clouds…intangible. However I’ve found that sharing those precious moments and lighthearted fantasies is just another reason to write. Without further ado please enjoy this excerpt:

Gwyn’s Tale: A Young Adult Adventure Fantasy

Gwyn's Tale“I made sure to show up at breakfast, my Aunt was going to see me that day to know I had not run away. But as I grabbed my packed dinner, I know no more dilly-dallying, no more chores, no more working for Auntie, I was going straight to the forest. I did lead the cows to pasture, but then started across the field with nothing but my frayed overalls and my dinner. My legs were a little shaky, for I was doing a bold thing. Every time I looked at the dark Forbidden Forest my strength quailed within me.

My heart was thumping louder than the farmer boy across the way was yelling at his dumb cow that was eating up our garden. I said goodbye to the freshly turned dirt, squelching under my bare feet and oozing between my toes. I said goodbye to the brown fields full of stubble and plants just beginning to grow, to the dew on blades of grass, the wide sky of promise and everything I had ever known. I didn’t know how I’d far, but all the same I was going to the Forbidden Forest, never to be seen by anyone in my village again.

If only I had known my Aunt had sent a spy to follow me. They pay large amounts of money for maids in the Little Country, but how was I supposed to know? I was just beginning to clearly see the great, luminous trees when I heard a thunder of hooves behind me. I looked and saw the law coming down on my head. The authorities were chasing me, to bring me back, but I could not, world not go back. I saw their arrows pointed at me and panicked. I was on a long, wide plain, and there was nowhere to hide, no way I could run to the forest and reach it before them.

But, as that was my only hope, I ran off, bare feet flying over the ground. Two arrows whizzed past quickening my pace, but the forest seemed no nearer. I glanced back in a frenzy. Closer their great horses came, and now their aims were surer. I pounded my feet across the grass, but my breath was coming short for fear they would catch me, I could run no faster.

Suddenly I felt a fire of fury slide into my shoulder…

Don’t worry, you can read on, click here to download the book for FREE on Goodreads.

I’d love to hear your thoughts as more stories as always in the works!

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Last night I found myself at a height of creativity, inspiration and original thinking. I went to a hear my sister, Katrina, read for 15 minutes, her creative literature in a room full of eager listeners. Our ears were pricked, our minds engaged as we listened to her draw us in, pulling us away from thoughts of here, transporting us to another mind, another life, another land. We could empathize with the characters, feel their pain, think their thoughts and wonder. Why. The fiction, the poetry, the collage of words mashed together in a way that inspires life and questioning…

I found myself thinking, to live is to write, to find a way to take thoughts and translate them into beauty others will understand. Words are a gift brilliantly shared last night. I will return for another taste.


Songwriting is a beautiful art sometimes lost in the mass of consumerism. This week I was able to listen to one of my best friends (who is a musician at heart) play some fragments of new songs. There is nothing that makes me feel the way music makes me feel. I feel compelled to create, to innovate, to add beauty to life, to talk a walk in nature, to write words of comfort, inspiration and meaning, to search for deeper truths and expose hidden meanings. It makes me want to stay, to find the meaning of life, understand knowledge and why we crave more.

Let’s face it, we were born to create, to find new ways to explain, explore and connect. Forward progress and the desire to succeed and live against all costs is what makes us human. The best way to start moving forward in our achievements is to start, take the huge step forward into the vast unknown and making it happen. Sure we will all trip up and make mistakes, but that’s just apart of the learning process, we have to keep going no matter what, because the journey to success is beautiful.

I am an individual who thrives on challenges and am very results oriented. However the best part of being results oriented is striving to reach a goal. Once the goal has been achieved and the challenge is over I tend to lose interest and look forward to the next challenge, even though it may be hard and scary.

The strains of indie music keep me burning to create. What music keeps you going? Share your favorites.


Readers,

As you have noticed by now my blog tends to focus on many topics including general interest, new technology, good reads, places to buy shoes etc. Check out on a personal note for more reasons why. I keep this blog as a journal for creative release and believe some of you-not the broad consumer market but the small creative niche market – might be interested in reading, liking, sharing and commenting on different topics. So far so good.

I could focus on the book I self-published: Gywn’s Tale a short young adult fantasy.

I could focus on 45 Days of Shoes and fashion trends via Instagram.

I could focus on being a freelance entrepreneur and how gaining clients and working on projects is fun and exciting.

However there are plenty of sites that have a very focused blogs and messaging. So without further ado here are my three tips on defining your focus:

  1. What are you interested in? What are your passions? Because you’ll be writing about something you know you’ll be able to provide better tips suggestions and recommendations for your readers.
  2. Define your market. We can’t all be Wal-Mart a one stop shop for everything! Where do you go for fashion advice? To Wal-Mart or to the fashion blog where you saw some unique trends you’d like to add to your collection? If you have a travel blog I want to see pictures and if you’re sharing unique gadgets well your blog just became by gadget go to blog. My weird gadget pick of the day: It’s a lamp, it’s a book it’s a lamp book
  3. What happens if you don’t have a focus? Nothing. Not to say that you won’t get readers, likes and re-blogs it will just be harder to find a place to share your message.

Yes I am preaching to the choir. Carry on writing and share a link to your focused or unfocused blog. What are the pros and cons you have found?


A few days ago one of the trending hashtags on Twitter was #threewordstoliveby. Mine were “never give up”. I recently stumbled upon the Suitcase Entrepreneur and found more inspirational words to live by, coaching, tips and trips to becoming a successful entrepreneur.

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Enjoy my favorite selections and let me know what are three words you live by?


Words are never going away…obviously, here were are on the internet storming about social media, marketing, networking, promotion, gaining leads (and on and on and on), yet the one element all these strategies have in common is reading words. Think about it, where would the world be if no one could read? Right back to where we started catching fish with sticks?

Personally reading and writing has had huge impact on my life. I used it as an emotional release, a way to tell my story, share my thoughts, dreams, and create a new possibilities. I even went as far as to self-publish an action/adventure short story and still have more plots and characters to write to life on a piece of blank paper. It’s my way of sharing a piece of myself, what ways do you share? Join the conversation by posting a link to your work.


Words. So many have already written about the power words hold, the ability to shape the future, change a life, start a war, stop an argument, bring together lovers, tear apart families. Words. Something as simple as words. But I digress, enough people have written about words and the knowledge they hold.

What I want from words is the power to make someone feel the way I feel. Take today for example, it was a great day, a good day. I woke from dreaming my car had been towed in my cozy red bed, the red bed no one ever wants to leave. It was rough to force myself to stumble out, red eyed and weary…I’ve had 3 nights of lost sleep, 3 nights that were totally worth it. I went to coffee hour at 6am and was only 20 minutes late…only. Then I drove to work with my music loud, thudding through the speakers of my favorite toy, the car I impulsively bought myself just because.

Nothing makes me feel the way music does, the uplifting of my soul, the beat loud, infiltrating my very being. I wish I had the words to describe the way it feels, like nothing will ever go wrong again and even if it does its okay because the music, the combination of song and strings and the beat of the drums and the hum of the bass will keep me soaring. I can’t explain the way it makes me feel, as if I will always be happy in that perfect moment, when I am on the peak, at the brink and I will never fall down again…words are powerful but sometimes they are not enough.


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