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Writing Prompt: Golden Ship

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I sat there in awe… unable to believe what I was seeing. There had been legends and tales of the God of Sun’s ship sailing the horizons at dusk but never had he come to shore. As the large vessel drew closer the beating of the horses wings echoed in harmony with the waves crashing against the shore.

When the ship reached the port the sun had set and there awaiting the arrival of the God were my people packed along the boardwalk. I stayed where I was, standing now awaiting to see this man of legend.

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. 🙂

 

 

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Thinking Thursdays: What Inspires You?

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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!!

Seasons By Sound

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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!

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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

Inspiration To Publish Your Book

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After getting passed self-publishing one book my anxiety towards publishing a second book isn’t that bad. Then again… I’m like six months from publishing the second book… so we shall see if my mood changes the closer I get to the publishing date.

With that said I wanted to share this with you as I found it amusing. If you ever needed motivation to publish something this is it!

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Groups & Beliefs of Gaitan: Fellowship Of Flesh

In the world of Gaitan – where my Prophecy Six book series is based – there are plenty of religions and groups that add their own spice to the world creation process. One of these groups are the Fellowship of Flesh. This group is located in La’reen but there is a subgroup that is rarely discussed that can be found in the Southern Capital – Syder. This group is interesting as the main group and subgroup contrast in their beliefs… but at the same time both groups have a large effect on the world they are in.

For more information on the Fellowship of Flesh CLICK HERE!!

 

Thank Goodness For Computers

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I saw this picture a while back and couldn’t help but think, “Thank goodness for computers.”

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With the amount of time I spend writing and rewriting my drafts my room would resemble… nay my house would resemble this picture. Just imagine not having a computer for a moment. As a writer we do not fathom how much paper we would have gone through between our first draft to our last draft with the commonness of computers now-a-days. Some of us still use notebooks but those are organized pieces of paper that can easily be filed away on a shelf or in a drawer. Yes they do take up space but not as much as crumpled pieces like this picture. Imagine every mistake you make and every piece you rewrite only to crumple it and leave it on the floor. Within a couple of hours your room would be filled to the ceiling; you wouldn’t be able to open the door, and a candle would be a death sentence…

We write so much with this technology that permits us unlimited space.

For example: look at your picture file on your computer for a moment. There are hundreds of images both those you’ve taken and those you’ve copied from online sources. If you were to print all of these pictures you would likely run out of wall space before you were halfway finished. On a computer we can store all these images without taking up physical space that wouldn’t have been realistic if we were to make them a physical copy.

Now, consider how many pages you’ve written… even the blog posts you’ve posted. Each page doesn’t take up physical space but if printed how much room do you think it would take up. With my books averaging around 250 pages and I do at least three drafts for each, I know I would run out of room quickly.

You don’t really think about your writing taking up physical space now that you have a computer that keeps in hidden behind zeros and ones. All we need to worry about now is our hard drive running out of room or our keyboard breaking from overuse, (which recently happened to me). Those of course can be fixed or improved. You can add more drives to your computer that sits in the corner of a room taking up very little space. You can buy yourself a new keyboard, maybe one that is graded for hard use like a ducky or alien. At the end of the day we sit here in front of this device that grows in kilobytes whenever we use it. Those books that used to take up the bookshelves in our living room now fit on a device that hardly takes up a corner of a kitchen table. We can read hundreds of books that we couldn’t imagine dragging around in a backpack now on our phones through applications designed to keep your life as organized as possible.

Thank goodness for computers… as my house would be a fire hazard on the daily without it.

But, at the same time I feel like that chaos caused by my paper rewrites and my walls plastered with hardcover books is something a writer or reader enjoy. With the amount of crumpled paper around your feet keeping you stuck to your desk shows that there is progress. Those hardcover books lining the shelves gives you a sense of wonder that each text was someones creation that you can hold in your hands and examine. Sometimes I like the physical messes writing causes. It gives you a sense that the written word can invade your life and take over your living space. It reminds you that its there… unlike on a computer where you can lose a document and forget about it. With a physical book or physical copy of your writing you’ll happen across it eventually when cleaning or reorganizing your work space. The same doesn’t always happen with your digital version.

I am thankful for computers as it has helped me stay organized but I do love the physical chaos paper can bring to a work space.

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