• Belonging,  change,  Friendship,  future,  sorrow,  Tolerance,  world

    My Sympathies and Rage

    Today’s post is hard for me to write but needs to be done. Again today we are saddened by the atrocities of hate. It is with a heavy heart that I send my sympathies to all of those affected by the horrific scene carried out in New Zealand. These sympathies are extended to the families of the victims, the friends who have lost their loved ones, the religious who are scared to observe their faith and the world which faces this hate daily.

    With my sympathies though comes a deep rage. An anger at those who commit these horrific acts. As a Catholic I have my beliefs, but I believe that it is not my place to force others to believe as I do. Even Jesus did not do this. The bible says that Jesus made his journey through the lands inviting others to join him. It does not say he walked through killing whoever did not agree with him. It does not say show hate to all who are different.

    My church is my safe haven. The place I go to express my beliefs and be at one with my God. This is my choice and I invite anyone who cares to join me to do so. I do not condemn them though if they will not follow me. This is my choice and my decision. This is the path I choose. It sickens me to think that because I am Catholic others view me as an enemy. I cannot even begin to imagine what other religions feel as they are persecuted and gunned down for believing in a higher power then themselves.

    Do not get me wrong. I understand what is said about many different religions out there. But unlike many, I do not think it is my place to judge others. I also do not believe everything I read or see on the local news or spouted by prominent figures through social media. I look for answers, concrete proof. I rely on facts not hate. It is my belief that people have the right to choose who they are and what they believe. That no one should be shot down because their religion is not your own.

    While this may not be a popular opinion in this day and age it is mine. And guess what, I am entitled to it. Does that mean that I should be silenced for believing this way? I would hope not. These senseless killings are not for the greater good, they do not promote one faith, they are not justified by any reason. These killings are outright hate. Nothing more. Hate is something that is becoming increasingly rampant in many parts of the world. Including here in the United States. This saddens me but also makes me so angry at those who let it happen. Who stand by and watch these bullies tear someone down for who they are, the color of their skin, or what religion they claim. It has to stop. We all need to take a stand. I know as a white Catholic, many see me as part of the problem. But that is the problem itself. Too many see my skin color, my religion, or that I am a woman and cast stereotypes to decide who I am. Here’s an idea, talk to me. Get to know me. Ask me who I am.

    Only with information can we fight ignorance. And ignorance is what these hate crimes are. After all who are any of us to judge what religion is right, or what color of skin is better? What makes any of us qualified to make this decision. We are all human beings. We all bleed, cry, and grieve and none of us are worthy of judging someone else. Matt.7. [1] Judge not, that ye be not judged. How many out there can say they have never done anything that someone else could say was wrong? I know I cannot nor would I ever try.

    Our world needs to change. Not one person or one religion. The world needs to change. We need to stand up to these bullies and say that each human being has a right to live. These are just my opinions on the matter, but I think that if we all took a stand our world could change. It could be the world our parents envisioned for us. Not one that we do not even wish for our own children.

    I wish all of you a marvelous weekend, I send prayers to the families suffering all around the world. May you find peace and may our world find the change it so greatly needs.

    As always inspire to be inspired and love even without love in return.

  • books,  ebook,  fantasy,  fiction,  Friendship,  Inspiration,  learning,  publishing,  reading,  Review,  romance,  writing

    Finding a Writing Buddy

    As an avid reader I am very familiar with the concept of a reading buddy. I am just recently discovering the concept of a writing buddy though. Someone who is like minded and can help you work through your writing works.

    Not only have I discovered the great benefits for both sides with a writing buddy, but I have also come to understand that I need one. I have readers and family who stand behind me. What I am lacking is someone who understands me. The way my brain turns everything into a literary stepping stone. I find inspiration for writing in everything in my life and it fuels the passion I have to put words down for others to read. This is a foreign concept though for most of those around me.

    As an author of both poetry and books, I have found myself in even more need of someone to bounce my ideas off of. Someone who understands the way writing works and has the same interests. But how do I find a like-minded person? So I decided to ask you, my readers for advice. I know many of you are writers as well. How do you handle this issue? Where did you find your writing buddy? Who tells you when an idea works or just honestly stinks? Leave me some ideas in the comments section. Let me know how you handle the struggles of a creative mind.

    As always, inspire to be inspired. The world is only as big as you allow it to be. Embrace it and you will see how small it can seem.

  • Achieving,  change,  Following Dreams,  future,  Inspiration,  learning,  parenting,  work,  writing

    Learning The Routine

    Now that I have moved past aspiring writer and forged my way into the published author category, it is time to rethink my routine. I have recently discovered that the whole aspiring writer title for me was basically an excuse. I was only aspiring because I didn’t push myself to work regularly on what I loved to do. I knew I wanted to write, and I did, a lot. But in my mind, I wasn’t ready for others to read my work. I realize now that this was only because I knew it would mean I needed to get serious about writing. I just wasn’t disciplined enough. Now that I have become disciplined in my writing and have to learn a new routine to balance work, home, and personal.

    Being an indie author and publishing myself was a feat in and of itself. Looking back I can see all of my achievements and mistakes along the way. As I work on book two I am learning even more. There are so many things that come with self-publishing. Things I never dreamed of and therefore never did. I have studied so much in the last year on what needs to be done and am still learning. I hope to continue this learning for the rest of my life, but that is a story for another post.

    I have learned that I cannot just write when I want to. I have to set a schedule for myself. I was thinking of writing La Flor Manor for a couple of years. But until I set a schedule for myself, and made deadlines, I was getting no where. So this time around I have set deadlines for myself. I have made miniature rewards for myself when I meet one of those deadlines. And of course when I miss a deadline I have a serious mental pep talk and put in an extra few hours of work to get caught up. This is proving beneficial in keeping me on track and pushing me forward.

    Getting to this path has been hard though. I have had struggles and days I thought about giving up all together. This I discovered was from feeling overwhelmed. Following your dreams and achieving them is a lot of stress and pressure. All self inflicted of course. I became overwhelmed trying to find time for everything. I started freelance writing about the same time as I started seriously working on my books. Plus I have a family that wants clean clothes and dinner cooked every night. Add on top of this softball games and baseball tryouts. With all of this going on I felt like giving up. I am so happy I didn’t. I needed a routine that would give me time for everything and time to rest as well.

    That is where I am at now. I have set hours now for my freelance writing. I make time in the evenings when everyone else is watching videos or playing games to do my writing as an author. I plan family fun for the weekends and work sports in as requirements dictate. This allows me to get my work done, both freelance and mom work. Gives me time to write my book and allows me a couple of hours on Sundays to just breath. This is the time I catch up on my Netflix obsession of the week and do nothing.

    Through all of the trials of family, work, and being an indie author, I have found that I was losing the love of writing. The one love that has been consistent since I was a little girl. So I knew I had to fix it. Thankfully through a lot of reading and some really great blog posts by other authors, I have found my way. That is not to say that I have perfected this routine or that I will not stumble along the way. Just that finding some balance has brought the joy back into my writing and daily life.

    Thank you to everyone who has supported me through these trials and to those who have encouraged me to follow my dreams. I also thank all of my supporters and readers. This has been an amazing journey so far and I cannot wait to see what the future brings.

    As always remember to inspire to be inspired. Your future is what you make of it, so choose happiness and joy.