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My bag is my bag and I’ll never love any bag more.

It has a stupid butter stain on it from last Christmas when Chloe dropped her pizza dipping sauce all down the front. It stained the faded leather to her horror, but now it’s grown on me. That was a good Christmas. I’ve found it’s worth remembering.

It’s mouth is open big and wide, enough for me to store my lined journal for an entire year. I’d sit in cafes, in between school breaks, on the couch in the house of the boy I liked, and scribble about my feelings. I think it made me feel artsy to have it poking out the top of my bag. Like a real twenty year old with thoughts so important they must be carried on hand at all times. In time I found that thoughts can be heavy; sometimes it’s best to put them down.

This bag belonged to my mother first. I found it rummaging through her things one day when I was looking for something to complement my outfit for an audition. It made me feel older, like I was carrying a secret. This bag had a whole life before me, and here it is, now mine.

It has a broken metal hook from when I stuck that wooden engraved keychain on it (the shape of New Zealand in a curved heart). It has a flattened bottom from the times I’ve plopped it on the floor of Maegan’s house or an airplane storage space or a sticky bar. It has a rip in the strap at the exact spot where I fiddle when I am nervous.

And when I wear it, looped across my chest, I carry with me my chapstick and my wallet and my phone and ten cough drops and a bandaid and one small gorilla figurine and a piece of candy and my car keys and all of my memories from my twenties. The girl I was at twenty and twenty-one and twenty-two and twenty-three. The girl my mom was when she was my age.

And one giant butter stain from Chloe. I really love my bag.
My bag is my bag and I’ll never love any bag more. It has a stupid butter stain on it from last Christmas when Chloe dropped her pizza dipping sauce all down the front. It stained the faded leather to her horror, but now it’s grown on me. That was a good Christmas. I’ve found it’s worth remembering. It’s mouth is open big and wide, enough for me to store my lined journal for an entire year. I’d sit in cafes, in between school breaks, on the couch in the house of the boy I liked, and scribble about my feelings. I think it made me feel artsy to have it poking out the top of my bag. Like a real twenty year old with thoughts so important they must be carried on hand at all times. In time I found that thoughts can be heavy; sometimes it’s best to put them down. This bag belonged to my mother first. I found it rummaging through her things one day when I was looking for something to complement my outfit for an audition. It made me feel older, like I was carrying a secret. This bag had a whole life before me, and here it is, now mine. It has a broken metal hook from when I stuck that wooden engraved keychain on it (the shape of New Zealand in a curved heart). It has a flattened bottom from the times I’ve plopped it on the floor of Maegan’s house or an airplane storage space or a sticky bar. It has a rip in the strap at the exact spot where I fiddle when I am nervous. And when I wear it, looped across my chest, I carry with me my chapstick and my wallet and my phone and ten cough drops and a bandaid and one small gorilla figurine and a piece of candy and my car keys and all of my memories from my twenties. The girl I was at twenty and twenty-one and twenty-two and twenty-three. The girl my mom was when she was my age. And one giant butter stain from Chloe. I really love my bag.
I'm an old skool writer when I begin new novels. Once I break about 20k its easier for me to type. Idk why my brain works this way. Might as well write with a fantastic pen. Early goodnight humanity!
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[chris brown - say goodbye]
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dear unrequited,
i moved a little too fast. i jumped a little too high and leapt a little too far, so i apologize. i’m easily impressed, you see. you’re the first one to send my thoughts over the moon since my heartbreaker, so maybe i miscalculated. maybe i thought the universe owed me someone like you, after all the heartbreaks i never wanted.

the problem is that you’re picture perfect. i see sunrises and gold and everything good in your eyes, when all i’ve been seeing lately are half moons and my reflection in a rearview mirror. but that’s not all that i fell for. i fell the farthest over the way words could roll off my tongue without the filter, and the way you listened to them without narrowed eyes or a gun in your back pocket. i fell for you because i understood you, and I just thought you understood me, too.

i’m sorry if I ruined everything. i’m sorry if you won’t be able to look at me the way you used to, without awkward silences or pitying gazes. a part of me doesn’t know why i’m so sorry. i just want to feel loved again, i think that’s all it is. i wanted to be loved and i thought you loved me the same way i did. but you didn’t, and i think i’m okay with that.

love,
maybe.
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- letters I will never send #3 (via sparksofingenuity) // 8:16 a.m
[chris brown - say goodbye] - “ dear unrequited, i moved a little too fast. i jumped a little too high and leapt a little too far, so i apologize. i’m easily impressed, you see. you’re the first one to send my thoughts over the moon since my heartbreaker, so maybe i miscalculated. maybe i thought the universe owed me someone like you, after all the heartbreaks i never wanted. 
the problem is that you’re picture perfect. i see sunrises and gold and everything good in your eyes, when all i’ve been seeing lately are half moons and my reflection in a rearview mirror. but that’s not all that i fell for. i fell the farthest over the way words could roll off my tongue without the filter, and the way you listened to them without narrowed eyes or a gun in your back pocket. i fell for you because i understood you, and I just thought you understood me, too. 
i’m sorry if I ruined everything. i’m sorry if you won’t be able to look at me the way you used to, without awkward silences or pitying gazes. a part of me doesn’t know why i’m so sorry. i just want to feel loved again, i think that’s all it is. i wanted to be loved and i thought you loved me the same way i did. but you didn’t, and i think i’m okay with that. 
love,
maybe. ” - letters I will never send #3  (via sparksofingenuity) // 8:16 a.m
How great is this!! Thanks @knightphotographyaus  for tagging me and @powerofpositivity for posting. #writinginspiration #writing #writer #author #motivationalmonday
like your p r o m i s e
like your p r o m i s e
3am is the hour of the scribes. Dear writers, use this time to sit in the silence of the night and listen to the forgotten tales of your ancestors.
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3am is the hour of the scribes. Dear writers, use this time to sit in the silence of the night and listen to the forgotten tales of your ancestors. . . . #contentwriting  #shortstory  #instawriting  #creativewriting  #poetry  #writing  #writingabook  #screenwriting  #3am  #writingofinstagram  #writings  #writingprompt  #scriptwriting  #writinglife  #amwriting  #authorgram  #writingcommunity  #meditations  #spiritual  #mysticmessenger  #writinginspiration  #writersofinstagram  #authorsofinstagram 
Since the Hubster is still away and is a grumpy Grinch who won't let Christmas begin until the 24th, I'm making the most of my recovered mojo. 
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How great is this!! Thanks @knightphotographyaus  for tagging me and @powerofpositivity for posting. #writinginspiration #writing #writer #author #motivationalmonday
This speaks to me, man! 
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Many writers want to jump ahead of acquiring proper writing skills and simply self-publish. But take the time to acquire and hone in on your writing skills and you will find yourself ahead in the arena.
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Many writers want to jump ahead of acquiring proper writing skills and simply self-publish. But take the time to acquire and hone in on your writing skills and you will find yourself ahead in the arena. 👽 Like & Follow😊 👽 Link to tips & articles in Bio! 👽 Buy your copy of Encounter One - Static! Now on Amazon💣💥
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Can you see the coy carp in the pool at Jardin Marjorelle? Yves Saint Laurent and his partner bought the eleçtric blue villa and it's garden to preserve the vision of its original owner, landscape painter Jacques Marjorelle. The Jardin Marjorelle is Marrakech's number one tourist attraction. Stunning.
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Can you see the coy carp in the pool at Jardin Marjorelle? Yves Saint Laurent and his partner bought the eleçtric blue villa and it's garden to preserve the vision of its original owner, landscape painter Jacques Marjorelle. The Jardin Marjorelle is Marrakech's number one tourist attraction. Stunning. . . . #beautifulplace  #beautiful  #writersofinstagram  #writerslife  #writerscommunity  #authorlife  #authorsofinstagram  #writinginspiration  #ilovewhatido  #travelphotography  #travelpic  #travelling  #womensfiction  #litfic  #ilovebooks  #bookgeek  #bookworm  #booknerd  #reader  #mycreativebiz  #explore  #marrakech  #morocco  #exotic  #inspire  #inspiration  #amwriting  #amazing  #coycarp  #jardinmarjorelle 
📚ТОП-5 КНИГ ДЛЯ БИЗНЕСА!!!
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Существует множество книг о бизнесе,но действительно интерестных довольно мало.Бизнес-книги полезно читать не только начинающим,но и всем желающим,кто хочет построить успешную карьеру.
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Я выбрала для Вас самые лучшие по моему мнению издания,которые рекомендую к прочтению.
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Читайте и вдохновляйтесь!!!
✔1."Моя жизнь,мои достижения" Генри Форд.
В своей книги Генри Форд-делиться историей своей жизни,своими взглядами на управления бизнесом и вообще во всей экономики.
✔2."Богатый папа,бедный папа" Роберт Кистосаки.
"Без образования ты ничего не добьешься в жизни!"-в этой книги именно об этом.
✔3."К черту все,бери и делай!" Ричард Брэнсон.
Книга несет огромный заряд оптимизма,мудрости и веры в возможности каждого человека.
✔4."Маркетинг без бюджета,50 работающих инструментов". Игорь Манн
Работа с маркетингом в условиях отсутствия бюджета-опыт весьма интересный и полезный.
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📚ТОП-5 КНИГ ДЛЯ БИЗНЕСА!!! ⭕ Существует множество книг о бизнесе,но действительно интерестных довольно мало.Бизнес-книги полезно читать не только начинающим,но и всем желающим,кто хочет построить успешную карьеру. ⭕ Я выбрала для Вас самые лучшие по моему мнению издания,которые рекомендую к прочтению. ⭕ Читайте и вдохновляйтесь!!! ✔1."Моя жизнь,мои достижения" Генри Форд. В своей книги Генри Форд-делиться историей своей жизни,своими взглядами на управления бизнесом и вообще во всей экономики. ✔2."Богатый папа,бедный папа" Роберт Кистосаки. "Без образования ты ничего не добьешься в жизни!"-в этой книги именно об этом. ✔3."К черту все,бери и делай!" Ричард Брэнсон. Книга несет огромный заряд оптимизма,мудрости и веры в возможности каждого человека. ✔4."Маркетинг без бюджета,50 работающих инструментов". Игорь Манн Работа с маркетингом в условиях отсутствия бюджета-опыт весьма интересный и полезный. Продолжение в комментариях
Just two more days to order @writenowcards if you live in Europe! These #affirmation cards just for writers would make a perfect gift for anyone you know who loves writing whether it's fan fiction, a blog, screenplays or poetry! They're available in packs of 10 or 50 and the price includes FREE SHIPPING! Link in profile ❤
Just two more days to order @writenowcards if you live in Europe! These #affirmation  cards just for writers would make a perfect gift for anyone you know who loves writing whether it's fan fiction, a blog, screenplays or poetry! They're available in packs of 10 or 50 and the price includes FREE SHIPPING! Link in profile ❤
Did you not finish your NaNoWriMo project just yet? 📚📑 I got to 50.000 words, but my personal goal for the story is 60.000, meaning I still have a few more words to write ... and count. Did you know that NaNoWriMo has a tool for counting your words even when it isn't November anymore? 😍
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Did you not finish your NaNoWriMo project just yet? 📚📑 I got to 50.000 words, but my personal goal for the story is 60.000, meaning I still have a few more words to write ... and count. Did you know that NaNoWriMo has a tool for counting your words even when it isn't November anymore? 😍 • • • • #nanowrimo  #nanowrimo2017  #wordcount  #goals  #aspiringauthor  #author  #authorlife  #novelist  #YA  #writerslife  #myfirstnovel  #novel  #writing  #books  #writinginspiration  #writerscommunity  #artist  #creative  #fiction  #fantasy  #writersofinstagram  #writersofig  #bibliophile  #bookworm  #book  #bookstagram  #manuscript  #forfatter 
This is actually great advice, let’s all not finish our novels and stuff so we don’t have to face rejection :D
This is actually great advice, let’s all not finish our novels and stuff so we don’t have to face rejection :D
And probably a lil bit of the people we know, wish to be, etc. Whether we realize it or not, our characters reflect the good and bad parts of ourselves and everyone we know. And that’s actually reeeeeally interesting because at the same time, our characters are people all their own. People with just a little sprinkle of ourselves.
And probably a lil bit of the people we know, wish to be, etc. Whether we realize it or not, our characters reflect the good and bad parts of ourselves and everyone we know. And that’s actually reeeeeally interesting because at the same time, our characters are people all their own. People with just a little sprinkle of ourselves.
I see wreckage 
I see these vicious, but shiny  glass bottles encompassing intoxicating syrups 
I see these syrups being guzzled down throats one by one,night after night.

I see these syrups drowning​ all signs of innocence

Flooding everything that is beautiful about adolescence,

Destroying talent, sabotaging lives.

These syrups are ruthlessly​ vengeant really, they ram themselves down every throat that wants a new amusement,simply wants to get elated for the fun of it, or wants to forget what real life is about.

We’re so so young ,life itself should  give us a high

I fear what will happen when we’re old enough to actually have real problems 
What will we do then?

Its not about choices ,opinions, being cool, morality or what’s right and wrong 
It’s the strength that’s dwindling, the strength to face what’s real out here in this crazy world and the strength to enjoy it.

I see wreckage.

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I see wreckage I see these vicious, but shiny  glass bottles encompassing intoxicating syrups I see these syrups being guzzled down throats one by one,night after night. I see these syrups drowning​ all signs of innocence Flooding everything that is beautiful about adolescence, Destroying talent, sabotaging lives. These syrups are ruthlessly​ vengeant really, they ram themselves down every throat that wants a new amusement,simply wants to get elated for the fun of it, or wants to forget what real life is about. We’re so so young ,life itself should  give us a high I fear what will happen when we’re old enough to actually have real problems What will we do then? Its not about choices ,opinions, being cool, morality or what’s right and wrong It’s the strength that’s dwindling, the strength to face what’s real out here in this crazy world and the strength to enjoy it. I see wreckage. #writingadvice  #writingtips  #writinginspiration  #nanowrimo  #scrivener  #blog  #wordpress  #write  #language 
i talk a lot about writing as a form of therapy, because thats what my first novel started out as, a fanatsy world for me to figure out the real world. i remember why i wrote my first novel, and exactly what day i started writing. it was the day after the nov 13th terrorist attack on paris, i was scared, sad, and angry about the messed up world that we live in.
my recent personal narrative is also my first one, it deals with my experieces with my family, especially my mother. it was liberating in the way that i was finally letting go of my nightmares and find some peace within myself. 
i would definitely recommend personal narrative to every writer. you might not think that your life is interesting enough to write about, but trust me, mine wasnt either until i dug deep and really started writing. writing a story is a brave act, writing your story is an even braver one.✨
-emma
#writing#writersunite#writersblock#writinginspiration#writersofinstagram#writerscorner#writingcommunity#writerslife#writerswrite#writeon#books
i talk a lot about writing as a form of therapy, because thats what my first novel started out as, a fanatsy world for me to figure out the real world. i remember why i wrote my first novel, and exactly what day i started writing. it was the day after the nov 13th terrorist attack on paris, i was scared, sad, and angry about the messed up world that we live in. my recent personal narrative is also my first one, it deals with my experieces with my family, especially my mother. it was liberating in the way that i was finally letting go of my nightmares and find some peace within myself. i would definitely recommend personal narrative to every writer. you might not think that your life is interesting enough to write about, but trust me, mine wasnt either until i dug deep and really started writing. writing a story is a brave act, writing your story is an even braver one.✨ -emma #writing #writersunite #writersblock #writinginspiration #writersofinstagram #writerscorner #writingcommunity #writerslife #writerswrite #writeon #books 
Is it ok to miss friends who hurt you? 
I’m still trying to figure out the answer to that question. I’ve been hurt by a lot of people. People that i considered my friend. People i confided in. People who i loved. 
Sometimes i look at old photos and i think about all the amazing memories i had with them. I remember all the times they made me laugh, and i remember how much i loved them at the time. 
I’m not the only person who has ever been hurt, i know damn well that i’ve hurt people too. I am in no way innocent. I look at those people that I’ve hurt, and i consider sending them a loving message. A reminder that there’s still a place for them in my heart, and hoping for a response that indicates that i still have a place in theirs. 
Sometimes i send that message and sometimes i don’t. 
I go into that process of thinking that if they really cared about me then THEY would message me first, and then they think the same thing, and before you know it, it’s been a year since either of you have talked and you don’t know anything about their life and all you can do is miss them and watch their life go on without you. 
I’m stubborn, and selfish, and sometimes I’m even a bad friend. 
To all the friends I’ve hurt, I’m sorry. I wish i had never done anything to hurt you. I wish i could take back all those months of not talking to each other and replace them with memories of us, but i can’t turn back time. The only thing i can ask for is forgiveness. 
So to go back to my main question; is it ok to miss friends who hurt you? 
Yes. Because i miss the people that I’ve hurt all the damn time, and i wish with all my heart that they miss me too.
Is it ok to miss friends who hurt you? I’m still trying to figure out the answer to that question. I’ve been hurt by a lot of people. People that i considered my friend. People i confided in. People who i loved. Sometimes i look at old photos and i think about all the amazing memories i had with them. I remember all the times they made me laugh, and i remember how much i loved them at the time. I’m not the only person who has ever been hurt, i know damn well that i’ve hurt people too. I am in no way innocent. I look at those people that I’ve hurt, and i consider sending them a loving message. A reminder that there’s still a place for them in my heart, and hoping for a response that indicates that i still have a place in theirs. Sometimes i send that message and sometimes i don’t. I go into that process of thinking that if they really cared about me then THEY would message me first, and then they think the same thing, and before you know it, it’s been a year since either of you have talked and you don’t know anything about their life and all you can do is miss them and watch their life go on without you. I’m stubborn, and selfish, and sometimes I’m even a bad friend. To all the friends I’ve hurt, I’m sorry. I wish i had never done anything to hurt you. I wish i could take back all those months of not talking to each other and replace them with memories of us, but i can’t turn back time. The only thing i can ask for is forgiveness. So to go back to my main question; is it ok to miss friends who hurt you? Yes. Because i miss the people that I’ve hurt all the damn time, and i wish with all my heart that they miss me too.
आज़माया तो आदत बन जाऊंगी...
छोड़े से ना छूटे, वो लत बन जाऊंगी !
आँखों से पढ़ पाए, तो चाहत बन जाऊंगी...
मुश्किलों में तेरी, राहत बन जाऊंगी !
सीने से लगाया, तो इबादत बन जाऊंगी...
बिन माँगे बरसे, वो रेहमत बन जाऊंगी !
when I questioned to book, what will you do in return of my time consumption? and she replied...
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आज़माया तो आदत बन जाऊंगी... छोड़े से ना छूटे, वो लत बन जाऊंगी ! आँखों से पढ़ पाए, तो चाहत बन जाऊंगी... मुश्किलों में तेरी, राहत बन जाऊंगी ! सीने से लगाया, तो इबादत बन जाऊंगी... बिन माँगे बरसे, वो रेहमत बन जाऊंगी ! when I questioned to book, what will you do in return of my time consumption? and she replied... . . #mywords  #fellings  #thought  #creative  #poetryislife  #poetofig  #poetscorner  #recovery  #survivor  #goddess  #healing  #hearts  #poemstagram  #poetrynight  #screenwriting  #scriptwriting  #scriptwriters  #screenwriters  #screenwritersofinstagram  #quoteoftheday  #writingadvice  #writingtips  #writinginspiration  #nanowrimo  #scrivener  #blog  #wordpress  #write  #daily  #language 
Writing is always better in the company of some winter blooms 🌸❄️ Where are you writing this Sunday?
Writing is always better in the company of some winter blooms 🌸❄️ Where are you writing this Sunday?
I'll be honest. I'm guilty of wearing masks online, making fake accounts for some kind of valid purpose but never to the extreme level where I would make a whole universe full of them. That's serious business which even I myself could never handle. To keep up with each and every mask identity, nurturing it, updating it with "life"...it seems like too much effort. How do people have the energy to do all this? My question is, why would someone hate themselves this much? Just why??? I mean everyone is worthy of being accepted, but to go around disguised as different masks is another kind of deep problem :|
I'll be honest. I'm guilty of wearing masks online, making fake accounts for some kind of valid purpose but never to the extreme level where I would make a whole universe full of them. That's serious business which even I myself could never handle. To keep up with each and every mask identity, nurturing it, updating it with "life"...it seems like too much effort. How do people have the energy to do all this? My question is, why would someone hate themselves this much? Just why??? I mean everyone is worthy of being accepted, but to go around disguised as different masks is another kind of deep problem :|
I'm so excited to say my completed manuscript is now in the hands of my beta readers! 
Also, this is what multitasking looks like for me. Distributing the book to beta readers while working on cooking for the week.
I'm so excited to say my completed manuscript is now in the hands of my beta readers! Also, this is what multitasking looks like for me. Distributing the book to beta readers while working on cooking for the week.
This little guy first appeared in an October post about kindness and mischief and joy. Imagine my surprise and delight when, during my walk the other day, I discovered he had a new companion. It seems only right that he has someone to keep him from feeling alone, someone to know him, a friend who gets what it’s like to stand in a front yard all the time. Lots of rain, some shine. We all need that. Connection. An understanding of our lived experiences, those moments that resonate throughout an entire life, like a bell ring without end.
I went on a walk of a different sort yesterday, with four fellow breast cancer fighters, the five of us brought together by a mutual slice of shit-luck pie. We didn’t know each other, not in the longevity sense, but we KNEW one another. Shared experiences bind us, especially those experiences that end in SURVIVOR. We haven’t simply lived life, we’ve been asked to survive it, and we do. Every day we’re still here. That is the way of the survivor, those who have seen the other side of countless unthinkable things.
I felt such a comfort and relief in our connection, the points where our stories intersected, sharing with new companions who get what it’s like to still be living it years later, long after the IV bags have come down and everyone has breathed their sigh of relief before returning to life as Normal. Bonding with others like me, those of us for whom Normal has changed, radically and without our permission. Knowing that while others can continue to visit from Normal, we don’t exactly get to return. But, like my little gnome friend, we’re not alone. We have someone. We have each other
After our walk we had coffee, and as we confessed the thing we can’t give up, even though we should, I said, “The life you live has got to be worth living.” Yesterday reminded me that people, including and especially those who, like me, have visited some of life’s darkest places, are what make the life I live worth living. Kindness, mischief, joy, they’re nothing without our human connections, our shared experiences. Those sacred places where our stories meet.
This little guy first appeared in an October post about kindness and mischief and joy. Imagine my surprise and delight when, during my walk the other day, I discovered he had a new companion. It seems only right that he has someone to keep him from feeling alone, someone to know him, a friend who gets what it’s like to stand in a front yard all the time. Lots of rain, some shine. We all need that. Connection. An understanding of our lived experiences, those moments that resonate throughout an entire life, like a bell ring without end. I went on a walk of a different sort yesterday, with four fellow breast cancer fighters, the five of us brought together by a mutual slice of shit-luck pie. We didn’t know each other, not in the longevity sense, but we KNEW one another. Shared experiences bind us, especially those experiences that end in SURVIVOR. We haven’t simply lived life, we’ve been asked to survive it, and we do. Every day we’re still here. That is the way of the survivor, those who have seen the other side of countless unthinkable things. I felt such a comfort and relief in our connection, the points where our stories intersected, sharing with new companions who get what it’s like to still be living it years later, long after the IV bags have come down and everyone has breathed their sigh of relief before returning to life as Normal. Bonding with others like me, those of us for whom Normal has changed, radically and without our permission. Knowing that while others can continue to visit from Normal, we don’t exactly get to return. But, like my little gnome friend, we’re not alone. We have someone. We have each other After our walk we had coffee, and as we confessed the thing we can’t give up, even though we should, I said, “The life you live has got to be worth living.” Yesterday reminded me that people, including and especially those who, like me, have visited some of life’s darkest places, are what make the life I live worth living. Kindness, mischief, joy, they’re nothing without our human connections, our shared experiences. Those sacred places where our stories meet.
Of course she won't disappoint me because she has always been my bestfriend. But then again, me being anxious, will  question about the future. I just dont want her to drift away from me. She won't.😊❤️ still I wrote this cause you know...I like typing down my thoughts from time to time
Of course she won't disappoint me because she has always been my bestfriend. But then again, me being anxious, will question about the future. I just dont want her to drift away from me. She won't.😊❤️ still I wrote this cause you know...I like typing down my thoughts from time to time
The #crèche has a good view of the #christmastree You may notice some unconventional #Nativity figures. #Advent #writinginspiration #writersofinstagram
"How about seeing Christmas for what it really is: one gigantic money-making mechanism, the most wasteful event of the year, totally unsustainable, and a major source of stress?

A brain-washing manipulation by commerce, making us believe that by emptying our pockets we’re buying ourselves some “quality time under the tree”? How about letting go of that idea that we have to do something, just because everybody else is doing it?

How about challenging some “Christmas traditions” and choosing for ourselves how we want to spend Christmas?" Read the full article on @elephantjournal. Find the ⬆⬆link in my bio.⬆⬆ #ecoconscious #ecolife #thinkgreen #livegreen #begreen #ecosystem #repectnature #savenature

#go_green #wastefree #gogreen #greenenergy #oceanminded #loveourplanet

#plasticfree #compostable #sustainabledesign #zerowastehome #earthfriendly

#reusable #consciousconsumer #reducewaste #consciousliving #plasticpollutes

#reducereuserecycle #choosebetter #zerowastelife #waronwaste #wastenot #saynotoplastic
"How about seeing Christmas for what it really is: one gigantic money-making mechanism, the most wasteful event of the year, totally unsustainable, and a major source of stress? A brain-washing manipulation by commerce, making us believe that by emptying our pockets we’re buying ourselves some “quality time under the tree”? How about letting go of that idea that we have to do something, just because everybody else is doing it? How about challenging some “Christmas traditions” and choosing for ourselves how we want to spend Christmas?" Read the full article on @elephantjournal. Find the ⬆⬆link in my bio.⬆⬆ #ecoconscious  #ecolife  #thinkgreen  #livegreen  #begreen  #ecosystem  #repectnature  #savenature  #go_green  #wastefree  #gogreen  #greenenergy  #oceanminded  #loveourplanet  #plasticfree  #compostable  #sustainabledesign  #zerowastehome  #earthfriendly  #reusable  #consciousconsumer  #reducewaste  #consciousliving  #plasticpollutes  #reducereuserecycle  #choosebetter  #zerowastelife  #waronwaste  #wastenot  #saynotoplastic 
"Your father realised too late that both his wife and daughter died that day...That what they pulled from the rubble of that tower was a monster clad in a princess's skin" - From The Ashes: Book I of the Phoenix Saga, pg. 529

Copyright L. Courtney, 2015

I'm in love with this artwork: it's putting me in mind of the villainess of my ongoing pet writing project, the Phoenix Saga: Maeivra,  as she might have looked before she became the Empress known as the Witch Queen, the dread sorceress who rules over a subjugated empire with dark magic and armies of monsters...I've touched on the Witch Queen's background in the epilogue of From The Ashes, Book 1 in the Saga; she was a sweet girl once, but the death of her mother in an unfortunate accident bred in the young princess an obsession with acquiring immortality at any cost, driving her to spend fortunes on financing archaeological excavations and scholars across the realm that might hint at the path to eternal life, studying necromancy and dark magic, dealing with creatures like the Strigoi that stand on the border between life and death and ultimately meddling with powers best left forgotten...currently working on the first  confrontation in the flesh between the Witch Queen and the heroes of the story, so looking forward to unleashing that special moment on the world... If you're after some reading material for yourself or a fellow fantasy enthusiast, From The Ashes is available from Authorhouse publishers... #sorceress #witch #femalevillain #femalemonster #mainvillain #darkmagic #bloodmagic #redeyes #characterinspiration #justasiimagined #writinginspiration #writingfantasy #writinganovel #novelwriting #storywriting #petproject #newnovel #highfantasy #writersofinstagram #writersoninstagram #fantasyart #fantasyliterature
"Your father realised too late that both his wife and daughter died that day...That what they pulled from the rubble of that tower was a monster clad in a princess's skin" - From The Ashes: Book I of the Phoenix Saga, pg. 529 Copyright L. Courtney, 2015 I'm in love with this artwork: it's putting me in mind of the villainess of my ongoing pet writing project, the Phoenix Saga: Maeivra, as she might have looked before she became the Empress known as the Witch Queen, the dread sorceress who rules over a subjugated empire with dark magic and armies of monsters...I've touched on the Witch Queen's background in the epilogue of From The Ashes, Book 1 in the Saga; she was a sweet girl once, but the death of her mother in an unfortunate accident bred in the young princess an obsession with acquiring immortality at any cost, driving her to spend fortunes on financing archaeological excavations and scholars across the realm that might hint at the path to eternal life, studying necromancy and dark magic, dealing with creatures like the Strigoi that stand on the border between life and death and ultimately meddling with powers best left forgotten...currently working on the first confrontation in the flesh between the Witch Queen and the heroes of the story, so looking forward to unleashing that special moment on the world... If you're after some reading material for yourself or a fellow fantasy enthusiast, From The Ashes is available from Authorhouse publishers... #sorceress  #witch  #femalevillain  #femalemonster  #mainvillain  #darkmagic  #bloodmagic  #redeyes  #characterinspiration  #justasiimagined  #writinginspiration  #writingfantasy  #writinganovel  #novelwriting  #storywriting  #petproject  #newnovel  #highfantasy  #writersofinstagram  #writersoninstagram  #fantasyart  #fantasyliterature 
Do you write to live life twice? 🤔
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Writing Prompt! My boss split her pomegranate with me and said it was the perfect sharing food. So have your characters split something unexpected, or have them eat an uncommon snack!
Writing Prompt! My boss split her pomegranate with me and said it was the perfect sharing food. So have your characters split something unexpected, or have them eat an uncommon snack!
Ah dollar bin at Target you get me every time. Actually bought myself a new pair of cozy socks today (and spent about $150 more than planned). .
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Enjoying this beautiful artwork while I edit #writinginspiration #greekmythology #orpheusandeurydice #greekgods #art #beautiful
Who is your favourite animal off of life of ok?
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I had read this book a few months ago and distinctly remember enjoying it.
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Review: This book is fascinating and goes into detail about survival and identity. I really loved how it represents ideas about value of human life.
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Rating: 8.5/10
Who is your favourite animal off of life of ok? ~ I had read this book a few months ago and distinctly remember enjoying it. ~ Review: This book is fascinating and goes into detail about survival and identity. I really loved how it represents ideas about value of human life. ~ Rating: 8.5/10
Been editing a bit of my second novel in between writing sessions. I’m still feeling a bit drained from #nanowrimo but hey, there is nothing wrong with taking a break, right? 😆
#amediting #amwriting #authorsofinstagram #bibliophile #landofesrail #writinggoals #writinginspiration #writersofinstagram #writingin2017 #500wordsaday
Treated myself to a signed copy of this beauty that I've been waiting for forever. Fuck it, it's Christmas. #phillippullman #bookofdust #treat #books #booklover #bookhoarder #author #childhood #memories #fantasy #novel #otherworld #blue #christmas #treatyoself #reading #reader #writer #writinginspiration #knowyourcraft
How great is this!! Thanks @knightphotographyaus  for tagging me and @powerofpositivity for posting. #writinginspiration #writing #writer #author #motivationalmonday
What am I doing this weekend? I'm reviewing my manuscript one last time before I release it to beta readers. #onestepatatime
What am I doing this weekend? I'm reviewing my manuscript one last time before I release it to beta readers. #onestepatatime 
Sometimes sabbath means staying home to rest my heart, soul and mind, and watching church on TV. 💚 Post-swim, no makeup, haven’t combed my hair. #sabbath #rest #aunaturale #nomakeup #swim #exercise #writinginspiration #sunoaks #thisisredding
I'm on a writing-retreat-for-one wanting to recharge the creative batteries. What better place than the Jardin Marjorelle in Marrakech, Morocco formerly owned by creative-extraordinaire French fashion designer Ives Saint Laurent. A new museum dedicated to his 40 years of creativity opened next door to the gardens recently. I was lucky enough to visit yesterday. Inspiring.
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#creativity #creativelifehappylife #creative #create #creator #inspire #inspiration #writing #writersofinstagram #writinginspiration #writersretreat #marrakech #write #writer #writing #writersofinsta #writersig #authorsofinstagram #amwriting #womenwriters #womensfiction #litfic #fiction #bookgeek #ilovebooks #ilovewhatido #bookworm #booknerd #thewritinglife #readingandwriting
I'm on a writing-retreat-for-one wanting to recharge the creative batteries. What better place than the Jardin Marjorelle in Marrakech, Morocco formerly owned by creative-extraordinaire French fashion designer Ives Saint Laurent. A new museum dedicated to his 40 years of creativity opened next door to the gardens recently. I was lucky enough to visit yesterday. Inspiring. . . . #creativity  #creativelifehappylife  #creative  #create  #creator  #inspire  #inspiration  #writing  #writersofinstagram  #writinginspiration  #writersretreat  #marrakech  #write  #writer  #writing  #writersofinsta  #writersig  #authorsofinstagram  #amwriting  #womenwriters  #womensfiction  #litfic  #fiction  #bookgeek  #ilovebooks  #ilovewhatido  #bookworm  #booknerd  #thewritinglife  #readingandwriting 
More Old Molson! This is the bank (with an old money press inside) and the claims office (the one with the mining cart out front). This place really is worth visiting, even in knee-deep snow ⛄️
More Old Molson! This is the bank (with an old money press inside) and the claims office (the one with the mining cart out front). This place really is worth visiting, even in knee-deep snow ⛄️