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When I was in 6th grade, I wrote my first real story. It was a horror story and I was so proud of it, though I can’t remember what it was about. But I was proud! I proud enough to walk over to my teacher and told her that I was going to be a writer, one day. She read it and raised one of her eyebrows. She told me that it was a good start and that I was very creative. This was the beginning of something special. She told me that it was full of run-ons, but that it could be turned into a master piece; and that no matter what I do, to chase my dreams. This is what started this crazy journey. I knew at that moment, that I wanted to be a writer, and I would do anything (in my power) to become one.

I never had anyone put me down for my writing. I remember when I was in 4th grade, we were supposed to write a story, but I couldn’t because my mother didn’t have a stable home for me to write in. I didn’t do the assignment, but the teacher wanted me to read it to the class. She wanted me to read it in front of a class, a story I never wrote! So what was I supposed to do, tell her I didn’t do the assignment? Heck no! I got up, walked to the front of the class and read my story about a vicious bear, tearing through a town of innocent families. I read for 10 minutes, flipping through the pages, until I finished. After the reading, she asked for the pages, I nervously handed them over and went back to my seat. She went on with the class, asking the next student to come forward and share. The bell rang 30 minutes later; I got up and walked to the door to go to lunch. But as I got to the front of the room, my teacher called my name. My chest was burning as I turned around. “Yes, mam?” She was holding my story up, revealing the empty pages. I began to shake, knowing that I failed the assignment. She told me that I should have been honest, but that I had a huge imagination, one that could make a good career one day. She gave me an A on the assignment for the creativity, since she couldn’t tell that I was reading an empty page.

Jump ahead to my senior year of high school. I have multiple WIPs; I have a solid blog and I’m getting more confident with my talents. A guy comments on my blog, telling me that I need to keep writing. I didn’t know that people could read my blog. I didn’t share it anywhere, so it through me off when I got such love. It felt great!  I also had a teacher behind me, pushing me to use my gifts, knowing I could be something.

Now I am a writer. I write daily. I have my days where I don’t want to write, or weeks where I feel I’m not a good enough writer, but I just remember the encouragement, from my past, and I get back to work, creating more content for you guys, knowing that the people in my past would be happy with where I am now! I never stopped following my dream to become a writer, so why would you give up on your dreams?

Stop telling yourself that you aren’t good enough. Stop grabbing your dream then letting it go because you think you don’t have enough grip on it. One day you will wake up and it will be too late to grab it, so grab it now! Don’t be worried about the outcome, but instead, make the outcome! Don’t stop chasing your dream because your legs are tired. Push through the hard times and grab that dang want. You want the dream to come true, don’t you? It’s all within your chest! You are the creator, so create the ending that you want. If you want to be a doctor, then become a doctor. You are the only one that is standing in your way. You can do this. I know you can.

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It is late and I haven’t written yet.

Is there anyone out there? Are you listening or are you passing by? I need you to stop what you’re doing and help me. I can’t find my inspiration, anywhere and I am losing hope in finding it. I find it here and there, but it isn’t a strong inspiration, it is more like a spark. I am almost a burnt out candle, with no wick begging people to give me a little more fuel.

All you need to start a forest fire is a spark, so why can’t I set fire to this forest? Why are my sparks of inspiration not enough? Why don’t my sparks lead to something bigger? I will have a great idea, I will take advantage of that idea. This is usually when the fire begins to grow, but then the excitement of that certain project simmers down and I am left in the ashes. I don’t know how to keep the fire going. Should I be worried?
   
    Should I start to fear that I am a seasonal writer, or should I fear that I am not good enough? Being a seasonal writer is like a temp job, you are only needed during certain times. Though that is temp work, being a seasonal writer is when a writer only receives high stats once-in-a-while. Then we have to think “Am I good enough?” Are my post only getting recognized when I post a big project because my other stuff is lame? Are people coming to my blog then never returning because they didn’t enjoy the content, in that case, what can I possibly do?

I’m unsure of the answer, I don’t know what I am going to do.  This is why I come to you. I am a part of this group (Facebook) called “MK WritersBlock,” it is a very nice community of writers that don’t judge. They encourage each other to do amazing things, and they have been encouraging me to continue. This is working now, but I’m slowly getting more and more away from myself. I need a breakthrough.

Sorry this post was more depressing than others, but I’m so confused. I love you guys, thank you for helping me. I need you guys, now more than ever!

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Why did I get engaged so fast?
This is a Flash back, as it is getting pretty close to my anniversary! I hope you guys see this and apply this to your life! If you have a questionable relationship, this will be perfect for you!

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When you say I do, you are saying “I Do” to everything. But you will realize shortly after you say them two little words you’re in for the ride of your life. That you might have bit off way more than you intended to chew. Many people will scatter, or run away from their mini problems, where few will know what they would lose if they decided to cease the relationship. Where it is important to wait for marriage, it is also possible for some to jump right in, guns blazed, and ready to “I do” The crap out of that altar. This is my story:

I started dating my fiancé the night that we met. With that being said, I can see that you are smirking, saying that was too fast to date someone, you didn’t know her. Well if you believe that, then my last post is just for you. But if you said “Aw”, “How Sweet”, or you just sat there waiting for the next line to be written then you are in the right seat.

My old-friend introduced us at a local bowling alley; even though she wanted us to meet, my friend told me the night before that I might just want to stay home. See she had a crush on me, even though I told her it was never going to happen, she insisted that I never date anyone. Back to the story, it felt like fireworks were lit off when I laid my eyes on her. She was just the girl I was looking for from the outside, now the question commenced: Was her personality worth pursuing?

1. Personality- The personality is the most important part of any relationship, especially if you are trying to pursue marriage. It’s important that you don’t lie to yourself. If she/he isn’t your type, DON’T SETTLE!

I didn’t talk to her for the first hour. My best guy-friend was hitting on her; it was like a starving man seeing food for the first time. His actions caused me to shut down, thinking that she would go for that man.

Time went on and finally she came up to me. She began to joke around with me. The conversation started with the phrase “don’t I get any love,” after she knocked down a nice strike. I gave her a high five, that’s all it took, I was hooked.

We went on a walk later on, after we finished the game. She says she won, I disagree unless she asks then I will politely tell her who really won. ME! It was a nice night, a little nippy, but overall it was a beautiful night for a walk. I told her everything about me, she returned the favor; bonding us closer with each sentence.

2. Special Bond– It takes a special bond to quicken a relationship. We found that bond, I believe that anyone can get that bond. But to get that type of bond, you must drop all them walls that past relationships have forced you to put up.
We ended up kissing in the rain that night, promising each other that we wouldn’t treat the other as they were treated in the past. The past was the past. With each word that I spoke I fell deeper in love with this blonde haired beauty, which brings the last reason I didn’t want to wait on t

3. I was in agape love It’s stronger than just loving someone. If you just love someone, you can’t see a different road you can take in life. With her I couldn’t and still can’t see another possible road. Not one that ends with me being happy and whole!

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