A – Z Challenge ~ B is for Believe

Believe.  What a strong word. I believe in you.  I’m a believer. Daydream believer. You gotta believe.  I believe I can fly.

Sure is a lot of believing… and why not?  Believing in something or someone gives us hope.  It gives us something to look forward to.

Here are some songs with “Believe” in the title:

  • Do You Believe in Love – Huey Lewis and the News
  • Daydream Believer – The Monkees
  • She Believes in Me – Kenny Rogers
  • I Believe in You and Me – Whitney Houston

The most important thing you can believe in is you. YOU have to believe in YOU. If you don’t, who will?  It is kind of like the Tooth Fairy or Santa Claus, when we stop believing, it no longer exists. Think back to a time when you believed or stopped believing… how did you feel?

When I believe I am a good writer or that I can go to the gym, I do those things.  How about you?

Believe in positivity, forgo negativity…

Quotes About Believing

  • “We are all worms. But I believe that I am a glow-worm.” Winston Churchill
  • “If we don’t believe in freedom of expression for people we despise, we don’t believe in it at all.” Noam Chomsky
  • “Believe in yourself and all that you are. Know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle.” Christian D. Larson

So you see, believing is a wonderful thing and whatever you believe is your truth.

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ROW 80! Let the Goal Mastering Begin!

I was not going to sign up for this round of ROW80 Madness.  I have a lot of stuff going on.  We are in the nitty gritty of tax season; I am signed up for Script Frenzy; I am signed up for the A – Z Challenge and a lot more goals to coincide with all of that.

But then I thought… ROW80 helps me to manage goals.  It also makes me responsible and culpable should I slack.

So, without further ado, here are my goals for this round:

  1. Write three – four pages a day on script for Script Frenzy.
  2. Write up blog posts for A -Z Challenge.  Try to stay four posts ahead of the game.
  3. Continue to update parenting a teenager blog.
  4. Continue Talk About It Tuesday posts.
  5. Continue Friday Flash Fiction posts.
  6. Find another link-up for flash fiction posts.  StoryDam.com is closing down :(.
  7. Keep up on fitness.
  8. Edit WIP.

So that’s it.  WOW!  I hope to heck I can pull this off. I didn’t even add my social media goals because I am pretty religious with them.  I check Triberr one to two times a day and share all the posts until there are none left to approve.  To which, I just went to Triberr (which was fine) and now it is all new fangled and weird.  Why do people never leave well enough alone?

I have faith that my fellow ROWers are up to the task of ROWing this round and am looking forward to visiting the blogs!

Happy ROWing! 😀

A – Z Challenge ~ A is for Adversity

Impossible odds make achievements even more satisfying.

Adversity: making or breaking people since the dawn of time.

How much have you overcome in your life?  After you get to know someone and quit the sappy, chitter chatter of small talk, what do you tell them about yourself? Maybe you are fighting cancer, going through a nasty divorce, battling addiction or maybe you have inner demons you can’t quite figure out and you see a doctor to help you with those demons.  None of this makes a bad person.  It makes a human being and it makes you beautiful.

I try to put some of the adversity I have overcome into my writing.  Truth is much more fascinating than fiction, no doubt.  Some of the adversity I have put (or will put) into my writing:

  • Alcoholism/drug addiction
  • Being a teen parent
  • An abusive marriage
  • Growing up poor

Isn’t it interesting that those tribulations we do overcome, that adversity, it makes us stronger and gives us layers.  Imagine if everything went the way we wanted consistently… how freaking boring would that be?

Think about our writing, your writing.  There is adversity in good writing.  There is an obstacle to hurdle, a task to complete, a mystery to solve.  A good story has a protagonist that must overcome adversity to get to the goal.

Adversity makes life.

Flash Fiction Friday – Waiting Forever

Farcy sat on the park bench with anticipation in his belly.  The brown paper bag in his left hand crinkled from the pressure of his grip.  He loosened his hand and reached in with his other to pull out some birdseed.  The pigeons in the park heard the sound and fluttered over.  “The winged rats,” as Cammy would say.

The sun beat on Farcy’s forearm as he raised it to look at his watch.  Maybe today would be the day that Cammy finally showed up.  Farcy would feel his forehead perspire as nine thirty came and nine forty-five passed by, along with dozens of strangers in the park.

Ten o’clock would come and there would be no Cammy swishing down the walkway toward him as men gawked while she passed by. The sun would beat on Farcy’s arm (and then his head when he took his hat off, revealing his bulbous cranium) until he was sure, he could feel it burning under the skin.

Eleven o’clock would pass by, as the pigeons grew bored of the same seed for brunch each day. “Ain’tcha got nothing else, old man?” Farcy would pretend they said to him as he sprinkled the seed on the ground in front of the bench.

He looked down the path to see a tall, striking woman swishing down the path in a bright red dress while people stepped out of her way and heads turned to watch her go by.  Farcy’s displeasure at waiting was swallowed by his eagerness to see Cammy.

The woman drew closer and Farcy saw that it wasn’t Cammy.  He looked at his watch. It was two o’clock.  He threw the empty seed bag in a nearby trashcan and sighed.   He walked out of the park and stepped to the curb.

“Taxi,” he yelled as a cab drove up.  He got in the cab and looked at his watch again.

“Where to?” the cab driver asked in a gruff voice as he scratched his three-day stubble.

“Sunset Memorial Cemetery, please.”

Talk About It Tuesday – The Most Interesting Women in the World

Image: Guiness Book of Records

Welcome to another great edition of Talk About It Tuesday! Last week we discussed Spiders, Butt Cancer & Ouija Boards. Yep, I seriously cannot make that up.

This week is great because I found an article guaranteed to inspire you.  It will not only inspire you, but it will also inspire that kid inside of you from way back when that decided to settle on the mundane of the expected. What do you think you’ll be doing when you are 75 years old? I’ll wait whilst you ponder the thought.  Okay, now how about when you are 101 years old?

Mary Allen Hardison, who hails from Ogden, Utah, is officially the “Oldest Female to Paraglide Tandem.”  She took up paragliding because she did not want to be shown up by her 75-year-old son!  Like, wowzah.  Who is this chic?

Mary loves being surrounded by her family that runs four generations strong.  When she isn’t wowing the world with paragliding feats, she knits caps for sick children and premature babies.  Oh, wait, that isn’t enough for her to be in the running with Mother Teresa in the “greatest woman in the world” category…  she crochets bandages for leopards in India.  That’s got to be enough to make you say “aww!” and gush all over the place.  Somewhere in India, there are leopards darting around with crocheted bandages made by a paragliding senior citizen from Utah.

In Dale City, Va, 6-year-old Lori Anne Madison, outshined a reporter after winning the Scripps Howard National Spelling Bee.  Can you imagine going head to head with a six-year-old girl in a Spelling Challenge and having your butt handed to you? This little girl beat out 21 other kids (her age and older) to compete in this challenge.  Of course, the adult (the reporter) probably thought he had her beat hands down.  I mean, he is a reporter and he is a lot older than the little girl aannnnd he has way more schooling!

Hey! I'm an Okapi!

Well, Lori Anne schooled the reporter when she spelled the word “okapi” (yeah, I had to look it up.  I thought it was part zebra, part hyena, part stripper, but it’s not – and now I want one!).  The reporter was given the word “tourniquet” and failed miserably.  In the omniscient age of computers, iPads, smartphones, word games, and whatever the hell else kids use to get smarter than smart, I am not surprised.  I used to think I was a hot diggity dog when I was a wee lass because my Gram bought me a phonics book at Woolworth’s every weekend (three grades higher than the grade I was in)!  I was such. A. NERD.

I am sure a lot of my blogger friends can relate to this?  Come on, I can’t be the only word geek up in here!

And on a Dumb Ass note (cause we got to have one of those), a Denver woman got busted after bragging about how to get out of jury duty.  Susan Cole, 57 (aka dumb ass) decided it would  be a phenomenal idea to go on a radio show and discuss her fool-proof plan for beating jury duty. She obeyed the summons, and showed up in a “disheveled manner” to make others think she was a nut job and clearly was not able to handle jury duty.  And she’d have gotten away with it if she wasn’t such a dumb ass!

Thanks for joining me for another Talk About It Tuesday.  Enjoy the rest of your week!  And remember – it can be a good thing to read the dictionary.

Six Sentence Sunday

I am editing my WIP and thought, hey!  It’s Sunday.  Why don’t I share with my readers a random, six sentence snippet of what I am currently editing.

So here goes: The scene is when Spitz is going to confront Celeste about the money she owes him. Spitz is on his way down to a motel in Philadelphia.

Spitz could just never figure out what the hell the problem was with everyone.  He thought everyone saw in black and white.  It was kind of like the kid who thinks all his friends have one parent at home until he goes over his friend’s house and then more friends’ houses and sees that all of their houses have a mom and a dad.  His house turns out to be the fucked up one.  His house turns out to be the black and white house.  His friends’ houses are fine.  His friends’ houses are raging in two hundred fifty six color bit schemes while his house is struggling in black and white.

7 Lines from the 7th Page Meme

Thanks to Lauralynn Elliott for the tag!

1. Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript.
2. Go to line 7.
3. Copy down the next seven lines as they are – no cheating.
4. Tag 7 other authors.

These seven lines are from my NaNoWriMo project “Bound and Broken.” Hope you enjoy!

Jack made it to the side of his car and gently pulled up on the door handle.  Just as he did, a horn blew in the distance and Jack swung the door open.  He pushed Celeste gently into the car and crawled in behind her.

They laid there in the car waiting for the next loud noise so that the car could start.   Jack whispered in Celeste’s ear.

“Listen to me, Celeste.  We have to do this right.  We cannot let this cop see us.  I am not going to fucking jail.  Do you understand me? I am not!” And with that he grabbed Celeste’s thigh.

Now who do I tag… who is it gonna be….

  1. Kait Nolan
  2. Gene Lempp
  3. Jenny Hansen
  4. Sharon Howard
  5. Ren warom
  6. Sonia Medeiros
  7. Marcia Richards

And hey.. if anyone else wants to play along, consider your self to be of the “chosen ones” and get on in it!! I love reading people’s work.  Enjoy the rest of your weekend!