"I have a list of things I would like to do with you.⠀
It has not been a month, or a week, or four days. It has been my whole lifetime since I have seen you. I have sailed out to sea every morning, waking when it is still dark. The stars light against the cold sky, unraveling what my wiry hands had coiled up the night before. It has been too long, so long that I did not know you until I met you and said good-bye again to you—a lifetime without your friendship. I would like to see you.⠀
But I would like to have been alone for these many years.⠀
Alone gives me strength, stability and clarity in my direction. I have tried on different loves and thrown them off and others have tried my love and tossed me off. Nearly all have been good, and kind, or shallow but fun, and I have appreciated all of them, if only perhaps for a season, and they perhaps have appreciated me, and we are still friends, if still in touch. But they did not make me dream again: an excitement and simultaneous fear of loss that is gratifying and humbling." ~ #waylonlewis , #thingsiwouldliketodowithyou 📕 Get the book: elephantjournal.com/books ♥️ (or click link in bio)
the colours of your sin.
hey friends, i've been asked to display my writing, and i'll be reading something as well. if you're in the nyc area, stop by and say hi!
when: august 26, 6-9pm
where: catland, 987 flushing ave., brooklyn
hope to see you there! 💋
Our president of TSE received a beautiful gift, a personally signed copy of “Pop Americana”, by the King of Pop Art himself, Nelson De La Nuez, at The Beverly Hills Art Show. Stacy Bell, wife of Nelson, as well as Owner, Creative Director, Publicist for King of Pop Art, is shown to the right in this photo.
You don’t want to miss the opportunity to view his original paintings at an art show or to meet him in person. Find all of Nelson De La Nuez’s upcoming appearances at this link: https://kingofpopart.com/pages/invitations-past-upcoming-shows-events
You can't be a #writer without #discipline !
If you're reading this post you better have the homework from days one, two, and three complete. If not... Girl! What is going on with you?! You cannot continue to take your writing career lightly. There is no better time to get your shit together and your book done than now!
Did you know that you can make six figures a year as a self published author? If you don't believe me check out this story about a London author who's making $450,000 a year from Amazon.
Think about that last time you had to tell your kids no because you couldn't afford to buy them something. The bills that taunt you every single month. Remember how jealous you felt seeing vacation photos on Facebook for trips you couldn't dream being able to go on?
Imagine how many people you could be a blessing to if you just do the work!
Professionals work when they're sick, tired, frustrated, broke and even injured. The same thing goes for writers. You get up and you earn your paycheck regardless. It's the hustler's spirit, honey. You need to channel yours!
Take a few days to catch up on the previous parts The Fast Draft Series now. Not later!
Be ready for part five!
The day started mending her blanket she's had so long now it's a softness beyond soft now a comfort of closeness a closeness of comfort. /
And I'll mend what brings safety repair what brings solace build what makes stumbling fragile-strong standing. /
And the cheerfulness of hot buttered toast seeped into us. /
Later on the afternoon of numbers math figuring paused to see their fort with the marble along hotwheels track dropping onto cookie sheet doorbell. Paused to say You'll know when you're ready.
Almost done with my second draft!! I wasn't able to meet my goal of finishing it by last week and I won't be able to write much this coming week since my step kids will be in town. But I'm hoping I will be done by end of August - I'm soooo close to finishing! Then I can finally read through my entire manuscript for the first time ever. 🤗
"In his quietness, also came a slight awkwardness in physical expression, and she should have known that with such a sabbatical on their relationship, in such a public place, a hug would be all he could manage. Little did she know, how much she really meant to him. How badly he had wanted to take the back of her head with both hands, sliding onto the edge of her cheeks, and kiss her so keenly, right there, outside the terminal next to the passenger pickup sign. But he didn't. He was always second-guessing her desire for him." An oldie but a goodie. Excerpt from a short story I wrote.
"Out of exile"
What is truly broken,
when you and I are broken
like a newly opened spring?
Broken on the mountain, rising,
jagged from the shattered sand,
spilt on the salt-desert floor.
Soon, again, my hammer will fall
into the soft ground and water
will well up around our legs.
Then I will watch you pick apart
your best dress and sew my further
dreams into deep silk pockets, hidden
in the lining of my one blue suit.
And I will stand the trial of leaving
and cross the border, out of exile.
According to an ancient legend, there was a time when ordinary people had access to all the knowledge of the gods. Yet time and again, they ignored this wisdom. One day, the grew tired of so freely giving a gift the people didn’t use, so they decided to hide this precious wisdom where only the most committed of seekers would discover it. They believed that if people had to work to find this wisdom, they would use it more carefully.
One of the gods suggested that they bury it deep in the Earth.
No, the others said—too many people could easily dig down and find it. “Let’s put it in the deepest ocean.” Suggested one of the gods, but that idea was also rejected. They knew that one day people would learn to dive and thus would find it too easily.
One of the gods suggested hiding it on the highest mountaintop, but it was quickly agreed that people could climb mountains.
Finally, one of the wisest gods suggested, “Let’s hide it deep inside the people themselves. They’ll never think to look in there.” And so it came to be—and so it continues today. #inquirewithin
The best ones are the ones who've struggled
Cried a lot
Who never gave up
The best ones are the ones who out of every problem they faced
Made them great
It's not about how hard it is
Life will always be full of problems
The way you deal with it is what matters
Your high demand of wanting to make it work
Everytime it hurts
The best ones are the ones who saw it all
Through black and white
Still let their colors shine
The best ones been through a lot
But that's the best part
Their love can never be forgot. Nora Gamal
14|8|17 3:09pm // did you ever consider that it's okay to not quite find your place just yet? even when it seems everyone else has. and the pressure is immense, yet you don't feel comfortable just anywhere. oh, I know that feeling. and now i've found my place, i can tell you it is worth the wait.