654…my word count…cool! (Writing 101)

Day Nineteen: Don’t Stop the Rockin’

Today is a free writing day. Write at least four-hundred words, and once you start typing, don’t stop. No self-editing, no trash-talking, and no second guessing: just go. Bonus points if you tackle an idea you’ve been playing with but think is too silly to post about.

I have decided to start posting daily three things that I am grateful for and ask you the reader to leave one thing in the comments section that you are grateful for.  I am hoping that it will inspire people to start each day with a happier, more positive attitude.  That if it could help your day to be a better one then I’ve accomplished my goal.

I started to think about this this morning and it has been rolling around in my mind all day.  Thinking of different ideas and attitudes to join the 3 items.  I would like to post inspirational posters along with the three grateful items.

I find that when I write down what I am grateful for it makes me feel better and I also feel that we should never run out of things to feel grateful for.  On the days when I’m feeling blue and perhaps even start a pity party for myself I find it to be especially helpful.  The more consecutive days that I write gratitudes the more the negativity leaves my mind and the positivity seeps in.  It’s amazing how negativity comes so easily and naturally and positivity is more work.  It should be the other way around and I guess that is what my goal is, to become a totally positive person and leave the negativity behind.

Here’s a random thought, I bought a frozen apple pie and while I was reading the directions I noticed on the box it read “Serving Suggestion: BAKE BEFORE SERVING”…seriously?  Ok who out there is eating the pie frozen, causing this company to decide it is necessary to put that on the box…fess up!!!   I have never eaten a frozen pie frozen before, now that they have put that thought into my head, I’m considering it!  Sure would save alot of time…maybe.

Ok so who is checking the word count at the bottom to see when you reach 400, and who is pausing while writing?  I’m not sensoring my thoughts I am typing what comes into my head next, pretty much.  I actually think this is fun to see where your mind goes and what it has to say.

This is the second to last writing lesson.  This was fun.  I believe I saw that there was a Writing 102 which I am considering signing up for, however I am also going to start doing my own posts as well.  I like having this as an inspiration for things to write about and of course I believe that’s the whole idea.  The best part was getting to make new friends and meet all of you and read your blogs too.  I must admit I have not had the time to read as many as I would like.  I try to catch up on the weekend but as I’m sure yours is, my life is so busy right now!  I love all the stories I’ve read, we are a bunch of very talented individuals and we’re all gonna go far in our writing careers..if that’s what we choose!

Just choose what dream you want to come true in your life and go after it.  If you focus your attention on why it will come true and not why it won’t come true and you truly believe it will come true…then it will!  Go for it!!!

Well I guess that’s my free-writing for tonight.  I was really starting to get on a roll but I think I might have been able to go on forever and ever…I’ll save it for some more blog stories!!

Thanks for reading… Believe in You!!!

 

It’s Not What It Seems (Writing 101)

The neighbourhood has seen better days, but Mrs. Pauley has lived there since before anyone can remember. She raised a family of six boys, who’ve all grown up and moved away. Since Mr. Pauley died three months ago, she’d had no income. She’s fallen behind in the rent. The landlord, accompanied by the police, have come to evict Mrs. Pauley from the house she’s lived in for forty years.

Today’s prompt: write this story in first person, told by the twelve-year-old sitting on the stoop across the street.

Today’s twist: For those of you who want an extra challenge, think about more than simply writing in first-person point of view — build this twelve-year-old as a character. Reveal at least one personality quirk, for example, either through spoken dialogue or inner monologue.

I should be inside doing my homework but I want to practice my new cheerleading moves, only two more days til tryouts.  I’ve just got to make the team.  I hope my yelling doesn’t bother the neighbors, maybe I’ll practice my jumps instead.   Oh I know, I’ll sit here on the stoop and write some new cheers, that won’t bother anyone, ya that’s what I’ll do.

I remember when this neighborhood was so noisy with kids.  Especially across the street with all those boys.  They would always be playing some game in the yard.  Their mom and dad would be sitting on the porch, drinking lemonade and laughing at their sons’ charades.  It wasn’t just them either there were lots of kids and parents who would be out playing, visiting, doing yard work, keeping an eye on me as I was so little then.

Now that I’m almost an adult I miss those days and all those kids.  Everyone has grown up and moved away.  The new neighbors seem to keep to themselves and don’t have a lot of interest in making their homes look pretty.  Sad.  Since Mr. Pauley died a few months ago I haven’t seen Mrs. Pauley at all, even her home looks run down.  Well back to my writing…two, four, six, eight who do we appreciate…nah, that’s an old one…hey that police car is slowing down and stopping in front of Mrs. Pauley’s house.  Uh-oh.

I’ll pretend not to watch, hmm they don’t look happy I wonder what’s wrong.  Who is that man with them?  I hope Mrs. Pauley is okay, maybe I should get Mom.  Boy they’ve knocked on her door a couple of times and she hasn’t answered yet, oh wait, there she is and she’s letting them in.  Wow I wonder if she did something wrong, why else would the police be there?

Hey isn’t that Joshua pulling up with his wife and kids?  Mrs. Pauley will sure be surprised to see her son and grandchildren, they haven’t been here in forever!  Hey wait here comes, Andy, Bart, Michael, Larry and Carl, Carl was named after Mr. Pauley.  Wow!  All of her sons are here and look at how old they are.  A moving van?  Are they moving in or out?   MAAAAAAA come here…MAAAAAA…

Oh Mom.  Look!  A moving van and all of Mrs. Pauley’s sons are here plus the police, what’s going on?  Are you sure?  Joshua and his family have come to buy the house and live here with Mrs. Pauley?  Oh she’ll be so happy….and there will be kids again.  I can babysit them and maybe we can play in the yard.  I know, I’ll show them my cheers, oh won’t that be fun!!  I can’t wait!!!

Oh hey, there’s Mrs. Pauley, she looks so happy…I’ll wave to her…HI MRS. PAULEY WANNA SEE MY NEW CHEER???

“NEVERMORE” (Writing 101)

Today’s Prompt: We all have anxieties, worries, and fears. What are you scared of? Address one of your worst fears.

Today’s Twist: Write this post in a style distinct from your own.

 

Darkness comes but every night

Along with it my daily fright.

My palms do sweat, my heart does pound

If only I could turn around.

 

There’s no escaping, though I try

It torments me, I wonder why?

When did it all turn into this?

I don’t recall that evil kiss.

 

Soon blackness, it engulfs me

Shapes and shadows all I see.

Oh how my grip becomes intense

My concentration is immense.

 

Anxiety’s now in control

And panic’s waiting to explode.

I cry, I pray to no avail

I’m all alone behind the wheel.

 

Matter’s not how near or far

Oh how I hate to drive my car.

Night blindness is my fright you see

It has it’s icy grip on me!

 

And though I’m saddened to the core,

To drive at night is “Nevermore”!!!

 

Nevermore

 

 

 

 

The Death of Aunt Flo Conclusion (Writing 101)

Today’s Prompt:  For inspiration, ponder the phrase “lost and found.”

So, today’s twist: If you’d like to continue our serial challenge, also reflect on the theme of lost and found more generally in this post.

I knew Aunt Flo for 40 years.  She was with me in good times and bad, happy and sad, day and night, uninvited but always my friend.  She knew how to press my buttons, make me angry, sad, weepy, mad!  But as it is in life all things must end and when I lost Aunt Flo I was ecstatic.  I was looking forward to when she would be gone, it couldn’t happen soon enough.  The loss of Aunt Flo was liberating, I looked forward to a life without her.

And then, I found Cinderella.  That is what I have decided to name the next chapter in my life aka menopause.  I find Cinderella so much more appealing than menopause, who wouldn’t want to be Cinderella?

In some ways Cinderella is very much like Aunt Flo.  She can dictate my moods, take control of me, make me act like a crazed, mad woman and it’s not pretty!  She shows up unannounced, fires me up, makes me sweat the small stuff and sends me into a tizzy.

However, I have also found that Cinderella has awakened me.  My life was trudging along just fine, same ole, same ole.  I was content, getting by, making a living, pretty much fulfilling the American Dream…or was I?  I found out that not only could I dream about doing things I love, I could actually do them.  Like writing.  In high school I liked to write and I was in the drama club, but I never pursued either.  Ok, who out there knew what they wanted to do at 18?  Only a few lucky ones, I surmise.

It’s time to pursue my dreams, live them, make them realities.  It’s so exciting.  I have a quote by CS Lewis hanging on my mantle, it says “You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream…”  Don’t you love that?  It inspired me to ask myself ‘what is your dream, your goal?  If you could do anything what would you do?’  Ask yourself that…then set out to do it!  YOU CAN!!

I welcome Cinderella with open arms, she’s quite a find.  She’s my new beginning, my new story, my new happiness, my true me.  Who knew, that out of sweat, tirades, and hot flashes would emerge a beautiful new life.  And this go round I will live it doing what I love, that’s what really thrills me.  I can’t wait to inspire you, help you through the rough patches, brighten your day, put a smile on that pretty or handsome little face of yours, make your life happier, those are my goals.

 

IF THE GLASS SLIPPER FITS…

     Cinderella

 

 

NOT JUST POSSIBLE, PROBABLE!

NOT JUST POSSIBLE, PROBABLE!!!

TRANSFER (Writing 101)

Today’s Prompt: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration

Today’s twist: write the post in the form of a letter.

Dear Transfer,

Welcome!  We are beyond excited that you have decided to join us.  You can look forward to amazing journeys, days of sunshine, nights of magic, a land where hopes and dreams become realities.  It is no coincidence that your research has brought you to us.

We ask that you come with an open heart, open mind and an optimistic outlook.  We’ve included a checklist for your convenience.

  1. )  Say goodbye to the old you
  2. )  Throw away all negative thoughts and emotions
  3. )  Bring the biggest dream you want to come true, the bigger the better
  4. )  Plan on being happy daily
  5. )  Pack lots of desires, passions and gratitudes
  6. )  Bring your goals

We know that with the transfer will come an adjustment period, we are prepared for that.  You will find lots of love, support, kindness, encouragement, and patience during this process.  No question is silly, ask.  No curiosity is rejected.  No exploration is out of bounds.  We expect nothing less from you.

This is the best decision you have ever made.  You have taken control of your life, your abundance and prosperity are limitless.

With our unconditional love,

Me, Myself and I

            Always

Always

Lillian Rose Lee (Writing 101)

Today’s Prompt: write about finding something.

I found myself.

For the past couple of years, I have been on a self-exploration journey.  Since the onset of menopause I am definitely going thru changes.   To call it “The Change” is truly an understatement for me.  It’s more of a metamorphosis, a new beginning, a new me.  I have certainly transformed into a different person than who I was.  I like who I am becoming.

I have been listening on YouTube to Tony Robbins, Joel Osteen, Louise Hay, Abraham (Esther Hicks), Oprah interviews with Jill Bolte Taylor, Eckhart Tolle, it seems every few days I discover someone new.  I search for people with positive outlooks on life, inspiring me to become a better me.  A more grateful me, an appreciative me, a more thankful for my blessings me.  I start each day by saying “Today is Going to be a Great Day” and not just saying it but believing it.

I have experienced such a shift in my life.  These inspirational people gave me the confidence to create my own blog and to start writing.  I love it!  I have decided to start writing a book, a few pages each day and it excites me so just to consider it.  A dear friend told me to enjoy the journey, that although getting there is the goal, don’t miss out on all the experiences along the way.

However in all honesty, I have been working alot since last Fall and the past few months have been overwhelming.  My assistant has been out on medical leave so I have been doing both our jobs in addition to working part-time for a CPA during tax season.  I’m exhausted.  The exhaustion and this brutal winter have led to my feeling sorry for myself at times and losing sight of feeling grateful for all that I have and to be so thankful always, until tonight.

I watched Giuliana Rancic interview Michelle Knight.  Michelle had been kidnapped at the age of 21 and held captive for more than 10 years.  The horrendous moments she had to suffer through day in and day out slapped me in the face and shook me out of my funk.  Seriously, so I’m a little tired and overworked, how grateful I am that I am not beaten daily and fed once a week.  Wow was that a wake up call.

I am back on track, so grateful for all that I have, so thankful for my job, so lucky to be able to write.  So tonight I found me again!  Michelle changed her name to Lillian Rose Lee as a new beginning for her new life.  Thank you Lillian Rose Lee you are such an inspiration, I am so blessed!!

  Lillian Rose Lee

Lillian Rose Lee