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Thought of The Week. 8/11/17

Thought of The Week: “Anything that you believe in is worth fighting for.”

Sure, it’s easy to drown yourself in what seems to be constant doubt, whether you’re worried about what other people will feel or say, or just because you’re deciding to step out, and take a stab at something that you’ve never done.

It’s okay to be afraid, to put your heart out there for something that, not everyone agrees with, or understands. The painful truth is, not everyone will understand. Even those closest to us don’t always support the decisions we make, but only we know, what’s best for us.

Sometimes our potential to be great becomes restricted by thoughts and negativity imposed on us, not just by ourselves, but by others. That is why it’s important for us to push past all these success crippling fears, and doubts.

Silence thoughts of those who would attempt to sway you from your goals and dreams, and dare to go after what you believe.

At the end of the day, when they lie in their bed and close their eyes, they are not you.

Your thoughts, your feelings, your goals, your beliefs, are all apart of what makes you, you. If something is important to you, whether it’s a thought, dream, project, idea, etc, then it’s definitely worth whatever it takes. Don’t let anyone stand in your way. No matter what anyone says keep striving at it; one day it will all be worth it.

AND REMEMBER!

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Thought of The Week. (8-5-17)

Thought of the Week: “No act of kindness, no matter how small. is ever wasted.”-Aseop.

One of the great beauties of life is that we never know for sure, exactly where it’s going to take us. We’re all just passengers tagging along for a fun, wild, ride. 

And Life well, let’s just say: she’s one hell of a driver. She’s bold and daring. If she pleases she’ll take you as high as the moon, only to send you plummeting twice as fast, back to what seems like, the fiery pits of hell… Well maybe not to that extreme, but the point is: life has its stages, of ups and downs. 

Each of us are at vastly different points in our lives. And while some of us are scraping the heavens, others are struggling to stay afloat.

The fact is, you never know what someone may be experiencing in their lives, the loss of a job, the death of a loved one, a terminal illness, or a lingering depression; are often things you can’t discern, just by looking at a person.When we enter the world beyond our doorsteps, we affect every single person we come in contact with.

A kind gesture, compliment, or even a smile could greatly impact someone’s day, which in turn could lead them to impact another’s. As human beings we need to spread more kindness, and less hate. I’m not saying you have to give out free hugs, but try spreading some love.

Go, get out there and start being nice.

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5 Reasons To Finally Do That Thing You’ve Been Thinking Of.

We all have that thing that’s been locked away, deep in our minds from the furthest reaches of our day to day thoughts. We’ve considered doing “it” for quite sometime, but somehow, we always find an excuse to put it off; whether it be writing that long awaited book, taking that dream vacation, trying out that brand new restaurant or fitness class, or even, striking up the nerve to ask that cute guy or girl on a date… Continue reading 5 Reasons To Finally Do That Thing You’ve Been Thinking Of.

It’s Pretty Clear That Toddlers Suck.

Yes, their chubby cheeks are cute, and their kisses are heaven-sent, but the catastrophic messes they make, and the unpredictable tantrums they throw, can give anyone the urge to lock themselves into a room, crawl into a ball, and cry… Continue reading It’s Pretty Clear That Toddlers Suck.

Struggles of A Socially Awkward Introvert.

Being a social introvert does have some perks to it. Sure, having alone time is great, and not being pressured to attend excessively, loud and crowded gatherings and events is a plus as well… But when you stop and realize that you’ve only acquainted approximately 3 and a half people out of nearly 7.5 billion, and even then, you only speak to one of the three on occasion; you might say to yourself:

Oh my God I think it’s time for me to make some new friends. Continue reading Struggles of A Socially Awkward Introvert.

My Apologies.

I love my children very much but 90% of the time my nerves are always on edge. Whether it be figuring out what we’re going to eat today, or because I have two toddlers screaming at me, or each other, it gets very frustrating. Continue reading My Apologies.

Dear Future Literary Agent.

Hi, how are you? Good I suppose, and busy, really busy with all your clients, and authors, and conventions, and editors and book sales, not to mention those loads of proposals… All that must be extremely exhausting, yet as an agent that must be really satisfying.

I can not wait to have my own work in your hands.

If you are wondering why I am writing to you today, it’s because I want you know that I love you, even though you don’t know who I am, or may have already decided to discard my query email as spam.

It’s not love in any weird romantic kind of way, but just because you are who you are.

Mr. or Ms., you may or may not know how hard it is to remain calm and patiently wait for a response that may never come, from someone who doesn’t even know I exist.

Just the thought alone that, you may have already acknowledged my words, but ignored them terrifies me.

Here I am waiting, some unknown author, among a sea of your other pleading and dire requests, just wondering if possibly you would even consider representing me.

I’m sure if you were to put all of us unpublished authors in a room with you, you’d more than likely would be trampled to death.

“Here’s my manuscript, take it, please!” “Just look at it,” we would all yell and shout.

We would probably pull hair, bite arms, throw punches if we had to, just to get to you, to have a moment of your time, which even then, still may result in a dream crushing, “sorry, not interested.”

You’re like a God in our eyes.

You have the power to make us matter in the face of great publishers, or leave us dangling, desperately trying to cling to our hopes.

I’m sure none of this matters to you, because as a God in the publishing world, you ultimately have the power to make our dreams into a reality. You get to decide if we are worthy enough to have our story told to the world. It takes your faith in us, to make us writers great.

So I love you. I love what you do.

I love that you exist, holding the torch for unknown writers to pass through the dark, and winding road to success. And while I may not matter to you, you certainly matter to me.

Patiently waiting for your call, Yours truly,

An Unpublished Author.

P.S. if you’re having a bad day this might cheer you up, or make you very confused. Either way I believe this is an accurate declaration for how I feel about you. The Brother’s Riedell; I Like You

Introductions

First off I’m a 22 year old mom of 16 month old twins. Anyone with kids, babies, or toddlers knows how grueling the task of being a full time parent to one child is, and I just happened to get lucky with two, on the first try.

Being a parent is great. You get to see all your sweat, and tears and efforts manifest into a growing person that you created, and although their smiles are precious, and their laughs adorable, we know it isn’t always pretty…

That’s where my love for writing comes in. In those spare moments once the kids are asleep, I get to delve into an alternate world completely different than my own.

There’s just something about being able to immerse yourself in a world in another time or another place; something so satisfying about filling blank space with people, places, and things, you’d never get a chance to see in real life, but whose problems, joy and sadness feel like your own.

Since I was 13 years old, becoming a well known author has always been my dream. Just the thought of having my own works published in a tangible, bound, hard or paperback book brings a smile to my face, or to know another human being has enjoyed something I wrote fills my soul with happiness.

Through this blog I will convey the struggles of being a full time mom and a writer, a clash of two worlds where dreams and reality meet.

 

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