First off, did you know I just published a self-help book for creatives? It’s called Positively Creative ~ harness the magic of a positive mindset for joyful creative living. I wrote it during quarantine, when creativity was the way I coped with all the difficulties in the world.
I also created a deck of affirmation cards (titled Positively Creative), which work nicely with the book but also are a great tool on their own. Kind of like pizza—pairs well with other foods but also perfectly fine on its own. But I digress…
You can learn more about my two latest products here at this link here on my site >>>Positively Creative.
Both of these products are on sale this weekend! They make great gifts for you or someone you love!!
I remember playing as a kid. It was a magical time. Apple trees magically transformed into space stations, and a sandbox set the stage for a town with a moat. The bare spot under a row of pines was a deep, dank dungeon below a giant castle. Epic adventures to distant lands filled with mystical creatures were only a heartbeat away. Inspiration floated on the breeze, shadows created villains, and dappled sunlight illuminated the path to a happy ending.
Today social media encroaches on the wellspring of ideas. Our minds are seldom allowed the freedom of downtime. The minute we disconnect, we grow anxious. We fear we will miss something important. We are uncomfortable, no longer friends with silence. Our hands shake, we break out in cold sweats, and we hallucinate, thinking we hear our phone beep. We are strung out on technology’s constant stimulation and in need of intervention. When we unplug, when we allow our mind the quiet it craves, creativity comes out to play.
It has become my morning ritual over the last weeks to check and see how many of my posts have been reproduced without my permission.
(Try, every last one of them since February).
But I refuse to stop posting and wanted to believe that somehow, this situation would be remedied.
This morning I was greeted by this message:
Tygpress.com is temporarily out of service due to technical issues. will be back soon…
Tygpress.com was created with an intention to create a blog search site , but due to some techical issues, full contents of respective sites were being displayed instead of just excerpts as intended. We thank the complainants for bringing this issue to our notice and We are extremely sorry to the content owners.
I hope their “technical issues” continue. I will be checking back regularly.
And I will be much more vigilant in the future.
For now, I know that our Blogging Community does have an impact.
Today Is Day 199 of the 2019 Daily Writing Challenge.
Did you write yesterday? Let us know your Day 198 word count in the comments.
What is the 2019 Daily Writing Challenge? It is simple: Write something every day.
Write a little, write a lot. Just write. You have all day.
It doesn’t matter if you write 5 words, 5,000 words or something in between. The idea is to establish a daily writing habit. If you miss a day, don’t worry. Write today and report tomorrow on your success.
A great journey begins with one step. A great writing habit begins with one word. Go!
Check back tomorrow for the Day 199 Report and let us know how you did.
No one remembered the well digging ceremony, the water pump’s installation, or the water bucket’s significance. During the troubles, it was the only county pump to provide clear, pure water.
This was my family’s land. My land and my responsibility. The caretakers ensured we wasted not a drop of precious life-giving fluid. The task grew more difficult with each passing year. Many had forsaken the old ways, and the relic’s existence faded, erased from common memory.
As the keeper, I held the stories, legends, and rituals. With the full moon, the remaining guardians gathered and spoke with the sprites.
Do you remember the warning? “Be careful what you wish for…”
No one had explained that to me before I made my first wish. But the moment I made the wish I knew that something in the cosmos had shifted. It was as if everything had been waiting to see if I would utter the words, and once I did everything adjusted and a new destiny awaited me.
I was five years old. If I close my eyes I am there again.
My grandfather told amazing stories. Some were funny, some taught a lesson and others were entertaining. Almost every story began with “That reminds me of the time that I…” I loved nothing more than to listen to his stories. Then one day it happened. As I sat listening to his story something began to build inside of me. It came from a place so deep that I did not know it existed. It bubbled up, a feeling that was in search of the words it needed to fully express itself. It was my wish.
“I wish that I will have an interesting life so that one day I will be able to tell great stories like grandpa.”
As soon as I had said it I wondered at what I had done. I knew nothing would ever be the same again.
The first part of my wish has come true. My life has been more than interesting. Now it is time to see if I can fulfil the second part of the wish.
The time has come for me to tell my stories.
Today is the first day of National Novel Writing Month and I have signed up to finish the first 50,000 works on My First, First Draft by November 30th.
I hope you will follow along on my journey to become a published author.