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WOTD: CULTURE

Today’s word is going to be CULTURE.

 

You will find examples of how to use this word scattered throughout the story below. Let’s begin:

I’m posting this one day late so forgive me, as I was super busy yesterday volunteering for Culture Day downtown.

For most of the day I stood between the second and third floor of the ARTS Project telling people about the history of the building and introducing them to some of the resident artists. I also had the chance to watch a life drawing class teach the visitors how to sketch a volunteer that sat on a chair from 1-4pm.

It was an amazing day being part of the local art culture. I was able to see some of our resident arts work on their projects and got to speak to one of the artists throughout the day when no one was visiting the third floor. I found out that she and I liked the same type of tea. 🙂

I’ve been asked some people I work with why I love volunteering at the ARTS Project and I would have to say it’s the feeling of connectedness that you don’t get elsewhere. You have people that are super passionate about the arts mixing with people who know nothing about it. The building is remembered by the locals for being a shoe store back in the day and so when people come in to see the arts on display they always have a story to share about when they were kids and they were brought to Rowland Hill to get shoes. There’s a mix of old and young that are drawn in from the community, an inspiring atmosphere put on display through theatre groups or artists, or even just a friendly face that’s willing to answer any question you may have about the place.

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Old wallpaper from the early 1900’s on the third floor.

Culture Day showed me more reasons to love where I volunteer than deter me. I was able to learn more about the building’s history, the people that make it work, and patrons that were wanting to learn more about the city they live in. It even gave me a chance to be creative through photography – taking pictures of the old wallpaper from the Hawthorn’s Hotel & Restaurant that the building was back in the early 1900’s. On the third floor there are still imprints of where the walls to the guest rooms used to be, darkening the brick or plaster.

I may have just moved to London not even a year ago but already I’ve learned so much more about this community than I ever did about any other community I lived in. I’ve explored small museums and walking trails. I’ve walked through pioneer cemeteries and most of the downtown area, reading all the historical signs posted around. Being part of the culture of London has become important to me as I want to be able to share its history and why I’ve fallen in love with this Forest City in such a short period of time.

Let me know what cultural activities you’ve done lately? Are there any interesting places where you live that people would consider part of your town or city’s local culture? Leave your comment below and until next time stay safe, be creative and as always toodles!

 

Diary of a Socially Awkward Introvert: Compliments

The other day when I was sitting on the bus, heading home from a long day of work and a short stint of shopping, I noticed something bright blue out of the corner of my eye. As I turned I could see it was a young woman – probably close to my age – in a hijab sipping her coffee. The bright blue material matched her outfit really well and a part of my felt like I wanted to compliment her.

As I was about to open my mouth to say something, there came a voice, very faint in the back of my mind, “Don’t do it. She might think there’s something wrong with you.”

No, I think she would really like a compliment. Everybody likes compliments,” I retorted my own internal police but that didn’t stop them.

What if you stumble your words like you usually do with strangers, huh? Maybe she will take your compliment in a wrong way. Think about her position. She’s sipping her tea and relaxing… then you break that peace by talking to her. Don’t do it… it isn’t worth this list I prepared to deter you.” At that point my brain – being the jerk that it is – listed off a hundred scenarios making me settle back down into my seat.

I was given a second chance to complete the Compliment Quest when I reached my stop. It turned out the young woman in the beautiful blue hijab was getting off at the same stop. We were standing beside each other at the door, perfect time for me to say something but instead my mind was running hundreds of things I should say… rewording the compliment, figuring out ways to not come across as weird, preparing come-backs if the girl got upset.

We got off the bus and I crossed the street by 124d2gthe time my brain was satisfied with what I was going to say to her… but the opportunity was miss. She crossed the street and I was left cursing myself for being afraid to say anything while being plagued with the worry that she had noticed me staring at her and being given all the thoughts she may have been thinking about me staring.

Looking back at it now, I feel stupid for even overthinking that situation. Who would get angry at a compliment? No one, that’s who! Yet my brain decided to work overtime like it was the Enigma Machine trying to decode Nazi bombing coordinates.

The problem is I’m an amiable person… which means I’m not only a friendly person but I hate conflicts of all kinds. That means if there is potential for conflict I avoid it or try to help others avoid it at all cost. This also means that my brain considers the possibility of everything being a conflict and tries to come up with solutions to solving these possible, unrealistic, nonexistent conflicts… which sucks!

This problem doesn’t just occur when I want to say anything nice to someone but also when someone says something nice to me. First, I stiffen up because now someone is giving me attention and I hate being centred out. This engages my brain who is reminding me of my unnatural stance and it tells me that the person I’m talking to thinks I’m
strange for reacting that way… which makes me try to be calm which only makes me act weirder. Second, I have no idea what I’m supposed to say when given a compliment – which I’m trying to find an answer for while trying to act natural while trying to avoid upsetting the person that complimented me. My brain starts asking itself questions like: do I say thank you? And before I get the chance to say thank you my words are choked out by my brain’s answer: Wouldn’t thank you be too basic? And these thoughts just continue on facepalm-meme-17and on making a silence grow to an awkward length but I’m not paying attention to time because my brain is continuing it’s useless debate with itself. If I say no problem that would sound narcissistic or belittling to the person giving me the compliment. No reply would just be rude and smiling/nodding would just be weird. It is only after catching onto my complimenters body language do I realise I’ve made the situation awkward and from that point I spout out a very uncomfortable and not confident, ‘Thank you’. And if that’s just not cringe worthy enough I end it with a nervous laugh.

Be happy you aren’t in my brain. Be happy you don’t over analyse every social interaction you have with people. This is why introverts are tired after hanging out with a group and also why it takes something really important for them to leave the comfort of their home. Be glad you aren’t a socially awkward introvert… and if you are at least now you know you aren’t alone. 🙂

 

 

Dialogue Prompt: Special Kind

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“It takes a very special kind of idiot to pull off what you just did.” He shook his head in disbelief, as she just smiled maniacally at the flames lashing up into the night sky.

“They are pretty though, right?” Her voice sounding more like a child that had lit their first firework, not one who had set a whole block a blaze. He didn’t know who this girl was… but he had some idea that taking her into his care was one of the worst things he could have done for his sanity.

 

The Tap Dancing Troll Above My Head

Hello World Out There World!

As of the start of this week I began the new adventure of working as an executive assistant for a non-profit. Everything about this job I love so far. I’m building the position with the owner, I’m able to use all my strongest skills from my creativity to my social media knowledge to my office experience. I get to meet a variety of different people with all kinds of backgrounds while helping help my boss help the underdog.

The other thing I like about this job is its flexibility and the innovative work space. There is at least 40 small local companies in the building and the majority of them have open/ shared floor offices. All these businesses work together like a little community helping one another with ideas and using everyone’s skills to work towards success.

It took me know time to fall in love with the place and I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I will be able to stay on after my 12 week trial is complete because I think I found where I fit. Non-profit and innovative work places. Who knew!

The only downside I can find to my current work situation is the construction going on above my head all day. I love the little office I get to work in. There is a lot of natural light and original wood floors/ pillars. It is a good mix of old meets new here… but the whole building isn’t like that. Since the owner of the building took control the only working floors is 2 and 4… so floor 1 and 3 are a construction nightmare. Lucky for them I can handle working in loud places… being teacher trained and all… but sometimes it gets so loud that even a Buddhist monk would lose his shit.

Hopefully they will be done the floors above my head soon… keeping my fingers crossed.

With that said, what is one thing you are happy about this week? Mention it in the comments below and until next time toodles!! :3

Thinking Thursdays: What Inspires You?

Hello World Out There World!

Today on Thinking Thursday we are covering the question: What inspires you?

This question I’ve covered a while back but for those of you who are new to this blog I’ll answer this question in this post.

When it comes to being inspired I would have to say a lot of things inspire me. It all depends on my mood, and the environment. Old projects inspire me, things people say inspire me, or certain images inspire me.

As of late I’ve been watching a lot of Netflix and there have been a few shows that have opened my mind to new ideas. Touch, a show about a boy that sees the world in numbers has given me knew ideas on abilities people could have. American Crime, a show about a family dealing with the murder of their son with a major twist has given me ideas on how to approach modern crime short stories.

Today what has inspired me to work/ write is not only obligation (as I need to stick with updating this blog more regularly) but also discovering old projects. I’ve been transferring a lot of old writing pieces over to my new desktop and found some stories that I thought I lost or deleted. I’m happy to say that didn’t happen and more than thrilled to be able to tackle some of these old projects. Not only does it help me remember a time when creative writing was easier for me but also I can improve on the stories that I had written now with a better writing approach.

At the end of the day it really depends on if I’m looking to be creative or not. Most of the time when I’m not looking for a way to become inspired inspiration finds me. I don’t know if this is the same for any of you… I would like to hear from you on what inspires you.

Now, I have to finish up dinner and get back to editing book two. Maybe I’ll even take a break and check out The Sun Child – the short book series I started back in high school. Who knows, I may have more than Prophecy Six to share with the world.

Until next time – Toodles!!

Write Like It Matters

Hello World Out There World!

Wow… it has been a while since I posted. I missed two Thinking Thursdays and two Old Word Fridays… I’m such a terrible person…

At the moment I’m trying to settle into a new routine which has really buggered up my writing time. Normally I can write in the morning or the evening but when I get around to it now I’m either too tired or unmotivated to attempt writing anything on this page.

I’m sorry to say that at the moment my writing has taken a back-seat to my current life situation and yes, that is a problem. I’m trying to fix that as fast as I can because writing is very important to me. It helps me escape and helps me explore new ideas. Writing matters a lot to me.

As bloggers yourselves writing probably plays a big role in your lives as well. What we write and share with the world matters in some way. It may matter to a few readers or just to us but we wouldn’t have written something on an online platform if it didn’t have meaning. That’s the same with writing a book or short story. Somewhere inside us told us that this story was important and needed to be shared. You crawl at the words and climb up those paragraphs in hopes of finding out why your soul has chosen this story of all your story ideas to be shared. Somewhere inside you you knew that what you were writing mattered.

At least that’s how I feel when approaching my series. There is something special about it. I’m not just writing for the heck of it but because something I’m writing, let it be the characters or the themes, are important and need to be shared.

So, I will try to get back to a more regular schedule now and hopefully I’ll be able to post more for all of you to enjoy.

Until next time – toodles!

Seasons By Sound

Hello World Out There World!

Today is going to be a little different. I’m using a writing prompt not for my own short stories or book but just for fun. As I was exploring Pinterest this morning I happened across a really interesting prompt by the talented Sarcastic Muse. If you want to know more about them click on their name to be transported to their blog. 🙂

Anyways, this weeks writing prompt is about the seasons and describing them by only sound. I love this idea because sound can be a great way to get the reader to connect with the environment of your story. So, let’s try this shall we. :3

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Seasons By Sound

The bitter wind howled around me. My feet crunching beneath the white snow. The running of a car engine echoes from down the street as my neighbor’s shoveling hisses through the air.

Baby birds chirp from the tree in the backyard. The tinging of rain drops on the roof and deck vibrate through the open screen door. Children’s laughter rings up from the street followed by splashing as they play in the puddles forming near the gutters.

Cicada’s sing high up in the trees out of sight but not out of mind. The loud humming of a lawn mower from down the street breaks the silences along with someone blasting talk radio. Kids are screaming, their flip-flopped feet smacking against the pavement as they chase each other with water balloons.

The rustling of leaves in the trees that follow with the hissing of those free across the ground. The crinkling of my hands pulling my coat closer to my body as I tap my foot at the bus stop. The wind whispering warning of the coming cold against my skin making my ears numb.

Onomatopoeia Edition:

Crunch, crunch, crunch. Woooo. Shic, shic, shic. “Frick it’s cold!”

Chirp, whistle, chirp. Ting, ting,ting. Ah! Haha! SPLASH!

Bizzzzzzzz. Urrrrrrrrrrr. Mrrrrrrrrrrrr. AAHHHHH! Fop, fop, fop, fop, fop. Splat!

Shhhhhhhh. ssssss. Thunk, thunk. Crinkle. “Frick it’s getting cold!”

I love English and I also Hate it!

Hello World Out There World!

Was exploring Facebook the other day when I came across this interesting post:

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I love finding things like this. It not only shows you how awesome the English language is but also how horribly nightmarish you can be. Now, for those who don’t have the time to make up these sentences – don’t worry I’ve got you covered:

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Is there anyone else that thinks this is just amazing? Let me know in the comments below and until next time – toodles! :3

Educate Outside The School

Hello World Out There World!

I believe strongly in this quote.

Most of the lessons I value to this day weren’t taught in a classroom. If all a child has is classroom knowledge and they don’t have the chance to explore, expand, or make mistakes they won’t grow. It is through exploring outside their comfort zones and learning from mistakes that shape them into the adults they will eventually become.

Some of my most important lessons were from making mistakes. Some experiences scared the heck out of me, while others were just a gentle reminder of what I should try to do the next time. My education outside of the classroom helped me become independent and confident in myself, so much so I ended up going 18 hours away from everything I knew for school because I knew I could handle it. If I never took those chances as a kid, or wasn’t allowed to make those mistakes, I wouldn’t have been brave enough to spread my wings.

Learning from others and the environment around you will prepare you for the world. Education in the classroom isn’t useless – that isn’t what I’m saying. Too much of one thing isn’t good and finding a balance between classroom education and world education is a great way to make sure kids become well rounded adults.

This of course is just my opinion. I’d love to hear what you think of this quote? Do you agree or disagree with this point? Let me know in the comments down below and until next time – toodles!! (^.^)

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