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This is Heidi, my Siamese. 

Heidi is not usually so quiet. 
She sure yowled and moaned during the car ride. 
My boyfriend and I drove her to our new apartment. Heidi’s cries sounded like “Where? Where? Where’s that? MNOOOOOOO”
Maybe she hurt her throat.
Now I have a cat, a boyfriend, and an office.
Boyfriend is great. Office has neither light nor chair.
My couch is the back carseat of a Mercury Villager. (It’s temporary.)
Moving is hard.
Just like Heidi, I feel off. Things haven’t found spots yet. 
There is still a collection of boxes both to unpack and recycle. 
Necessary items to acquire. No toaster oven yet.
Heidi won’t start talking.

Unless it is to moan at her new cat roommie, Slugg. 

Slugg’s chillin

 

Slugg calmly pads around the apartment.
It’s true, Heidi, she’s been here longer.
But only for a day.
Slugg doesn’t even jump on things. She is totally the one we expected to be scared.
Slugg, too, spent her first day crammed in strange and tiny spaces.
Heidi stays where I put her for a while, so I lent Heidi my inspirational octopus.
But she is unmoved.

Tomorrow is another day sweet pea.

 
 
This post is part of Wren Doloro’s bimonthly journal series, posted every New and Full Moon.
 
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Guest Post: Ksenia Anske, author of Siren Suicides

 

It’s time to return to our normal Monday Guest Post program. October writers are joining Wren Doloro to discuss the topic of “Magic.”

Ksenia Anske joins us today to talk about magic and her labor of love, Siren Suicides.

–Ksenia Anske–
Magic. It’s something that didn’t exist in my 80’s Soviet Union childhood. It’s something that I’ve created in my head to escape into. Colorful, fantastic, otherworldly. Complete movie-stories.
Everything from fairy tales about Baba Yaga, to One Thousand and One Nights, to Alice in Wonderland, to, later, Stanislaw Lem, Vladimir Nabokov, Mark Twain, and Chekhov. That was my magic, private and tucked away into a little pig-tailed head.

Throughout the years my own stories tried to get out. I wrote diaries at 15, switched to poems, penned a few flsh fiction pieces. Wrote a screenplay, attempted at directing a feature movie that turned into a short seen only by the crew and the actors. Even dabbed in animation.

Then in 2008 on one pre-Christmas weekend I asked my 14 year old daughter if she could suggest anything to read. Something light. She handed me Twilight by Stephenie Meyer.

”All my friends have read it, it’s light and romantic, and it’s got vampires.” 

.

“No, not a teenage flick. Anything else?” I turned the book in my hands.
“You asked, so I gave you what you wanted.” She stomped down the stairs.
“Ok, I’ll try it. Thanks for advice!” But she slammed the door two floors below.
I sat down to read and couldn’t stop until I finished it, at 4 in the morning. I felt embarrassed. A teenage vampire novel got me crying, longing, and feeling. 
Feeling something I haven’t felt before, something that made me look back at my life and wonder why I wanted to commit a suicide at 16. Suddenly I wanted to write a book too. That book became my white rabbit, and down my memory hole I went. 

 

I wrote a synopsis. Shelved it. In 2009 a trip to Lake Crescent led me to reading the legend of the Lady of the Lake. That stirred memories of rusalkas and prompted me to write a few chapters more. In 2010 I’ve written another 30,000 words and shelved it again. This year my friends who knew about the story, talked me into finishing it. The 4th time proved to be it. The story started singing.

THAT is my magic – allowing myself to accept the fact that I’ve been a storyteller since I can remember reading, quitting my career to write full time and finally letting myself be.

SIREN SUICIDES is my first novel. It’s a young adult urban fantasy set in Seattle about a teenage girl who lost her mother, hates her father, and decides to escape reality via suicide. Her name is Ailen Bright, and she is a dreamer and a believer in all things magic.

She gobbles up stories that her friend Hunter feeds her while they hang out in the bathroom, stoned out of their minds, because the bathroom is the only room in Ailen’s house that locks and has a window. Ailen is mesmerized by water, it calms her down, so she decides to go by way of drowning, because, she says, “I have to be calm to pull the plug on my life”.
 
Photo by Marco Leone
 
Instead, she turns into a siren, finds out that her friend is a siren hunter, and dives into an adventure akin to Alice in Wonderland, except it’s all things water, rain, songs, and magic that’s both dark and fantastic, like stories that I used to conjure up in my head. I plan on finishing the novel by the end of 2012. Here is a 600 words excerpt.
Magic. It’s how stories are created. Snatched out of thin air, literally. That’s how SIREN SUICIDES came to life – I talked about it to my friends, who finally pushed me into doing it. They kept asking and asking, and the story started taking shape in the air, in that world that I like to call my private la-la-land, where anything can happen. It wouldn’t be here if not for those who listened. That’s magic.

Before I go too far (and you would have to yank me back to reality), here is the nitty-gritty: I don’t know yet if I’ll go via traditional publishing route or choose to self-publish. My main focus right now is to finish the novel by the end of 2012. I’ve planned a few more books to make SIREN SUICIDES into series, but I want to listen to my readers. If they fall in love with the main character, then I’ll write more.

 Ksenia Anske

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How to Plot for #NaNoWriMo (Pantser Style)

It’s time to plan, ladies and gentlemen.

Don’t look at me like I am an English teacher.

I’ll show you who I am.

I will seduce you to the side of the panster-plotter.

For the world of the panster-plotter is a dark and scary place.

It is time to take over the world. It is time for NaNoWriMo.

Yes, that is right, time to write, and also time to plot and plan our devious hearts out.

F&*@ outlines.

I’ve got something better for you, yes, you.

NaNoWriMo 2012 will be my third go around.
If I count up the number of times I’ve started in on a novel and gotten above 50 or even 100 pages, that would be a whole ‘nother story.

NaNoWriMo is a great way of getting yourself to finish something.

However, The thing I have come to know from NaNoWriMo and beyond, is that finishing a story and loving it are two different things.
My previous NaNoWriMo goals were to write a draft as a brainstorm.  I’d figure out the characters and what story they wanted to tell.
This goal satisfied me since it meant zero outlining. I’ve always hated outlines.

I don’t even like filling in worksheets–I get skittish after having to think about more than a few elements of the story.

But despite that, what I discovered through trial and error is: it’s better to plot.  It saves a lot of time and angst.

A LOT. And the draft I have is more manageable to revise, because THAT’s how authors get books they love to death. And books they will spend months of time with to achieve the “I love you” phase.

 

This handy-dandy plot set up seems mundane now, but soon I will show you the magic of these

dun dun da da!

Flashy Plotcards

When Flashy Plotcards are combined with your imagination, they appear more like this:

So get:
1. Colored notecards
2. Scissors if you want mini cards (for an easier fit in pockets and half the trees. Treeees)
 
3. A pen
Cool. Got it? OK
1. Chop five cards of each color in half (for tree lovers)

2. Pick separate colors to correspond to Scenes, Settings, and Characters. </>

 

 3. Begin the scribbling! Put a couple words on each card with some ideas for your story.

Start with most important things in each category, and add whatever details you can think of.

When your ideas slow, move on to a new card. Repeat until tapped of evil plots.

4. Look over all your cards on the ground to see what it looks like.

 

Click for a bigger view of my 2012 NaNoWriMo Flashy Plotcards

 

 Clearly I need to develop my settings– I’ve written only a few  generic words on each Setting card. Meanwhile the other categories, especially characters, are more detailed.

One setting card inspires more characters: the apartment has roommates.

Roommates usually equal conflict, which is an inspiration for more scene cards.

5. Carry the Plotcards with you and let the ideas build.

Periodically flip through the cards, put scenes in order, add new cards, and scribble random ideas.

Let the cards guide you to more cards like in the example above. This is play, not work.

I want as many people as possible to hear of this technique and see if it is for them.

We can all win NaNoWriMo.
We can all be the evil mastermind of our own imaginary universe.
Let the plotting begin.
Mwahahaha…

xx Sofia Wren

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Book 2 of the Telepathic Clans Saga rates 4.5 Stars just like Book One,  The Succubus Gift.  (For Wren Doloro, a 4.5 rating is pretty damn near perfect.)
It’s not easy being a succubus.

Brenna O’Donnell and Rebecca Healy continue their integration into the Clan. Learning more about their Gifts and always seeking someone who will love them. 
After a crash course in learning about her genetic heritage, Brenna O’Donnell has discovered what it really means to be a succubus and has learned to embrace her strange Gift. Her major concern is whether Collin will accept her for what she is. As she adjusts to telepathic society, others in the Clan have plans that will strip the last of her freedom.

The social season is around the corner, including events that Brenna never imagined in her wildest dreams. The succubi, representatives of the Goddess on earth, are at the center of an ancient worship. And if a girl is going to be the center of attention, then obviously she needs a new dress.


Between the romance and glistening balls of the Clan’s social events, Brenna and Rebecca discover life is not secure. Telepaths from other Clans are kidnapping young girls and selling them into slavery.


A continuation of what one reviewer called an, “… utterly heart stopping onslaught of sex, violence and paranormal abilities …”
Review:

Fabulous, fabulous, fabulous! BR Kingsolver’s second book is everything I would have hoped from reading the first book in the series, The Succubus Gift. 

1. This author is no one hit wonder–this book, too, has action, suspense, and fantasy. As in sexual fantasy, urban fantasy, and “Hey, I wish I were that rich” fantasy.

Succubus Unleashed is a well thought out sequel. The plot is strong, and our favorite characters come along for the ride on a European vacation. Brenna goes to meet her extended family and spend a bit of her enormous inheritance.
It picks up shortly after Book One, continuing the conflict of the Telepathic Clans while introducing new conflicts sure to be picked up in Book Three (not yet released). 
So far everything by BR Kingsolver is well-edited, nicely paced, and one of a kind.
And of course there are more hot outfits, sexy scenes, and bad-a$$ fighting.

2. The main character Brenna embraces her role as not only a proudly sexual female leader, but also a priestess of an ancient Goddess.

Kingsolver draws from Irish mythology and history to create a mythos surrounding the Succubus. The Succubus today are descended from ancient priestesses who used sex as a way to raise energy for worship of the great creator Goddess.
This builds off of the themes of female sexuality, freedom and power begun in  Book One.
There is archeological evidence to suggest that a goddess culture existed in many parts of the world before organized religion developed.
It’s my personal belief that if society gave more acknowledgement to female divine power, sexual women wouldn’t get all the crap that they currently do. Generally in modern America, there is a whole boatload of issues surrounding activity that is, well, pretty natural.
I think this aspect of the book is ridiculously cool– but then I am a sex-positive, Goddess loving pagan and proud heathen. Call me unusual but this is my kind of book!

3. Travel to Ireland, and Paris

As I mentioned in my recent review of Everything to Lose—I adore books set in Europe. I mean who wouldn’t want to not only be a powerful succubus heiress, but be jet-setting around the world??
Brenna also has a certain curiosity about the lives of cortesians. Now that she has embraced her sexuality, why not give getting paid a try? And why not in Europe?
This subplot of the book would probably appeal to fans of Secret Diary of a Call Girl as it is quite glamorous.

4. Brenna’s family sure is complicated.

As so many new relatives are introduced, I can’t say I remember everyone’s name. I trust BR Kingsolver to remind me when I need to know in the next book. She did a good job of summarizing events from the previous book when needed, without going overboard.
Brenna doesn’t expect this but many members of her family are ready to hand her a heavy responsibility. 
Most of her Clan already sees her as a leader except there are some who won’t make it easy for Brenna to take charge. These enemies make a stink in Succubus Unleashed, and will be sure to appear in the next book. 

5. Crazy fighting.

This is one scene that will strike fear in the heart of any man! I’m serious. 
Wow, BR’s fight scenes are never boring. Brenna and her crew have take it to the next level. When a Succubus fights it is deadly, cunning and relentless.
I really wouldn’t mess with these women…they have a tough bark, better take a hint and avoid the killer bite.

Check it out:

See also the Guest Post by BR Kingsolver on the inspiration for her Unusual Creature, the Succubus

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Fantasy: Stormdancer by Jay Kristoff — 3 Stars

Description:
 

The first in an epic new fantasy series, introducing an unforgettable new heroine and a stunningly original dystopian steampunk world with a flavor of feudal Japan.


A DYING LAND
The Shima Imperium  verges on the brink of environmental collapse; an island nation once rich in tradition and myth, now decimated by clockwork industrialization and the machine-worshipers of the Lotus Guild. The skies are red as blood, the land is choked with toxic pollution, and the great spirit animals that once roamed its wilds have departed forever.

AN IMPOSSIBLE QUEST
The hunters of Shima’s imperial court are charged by their Sh?gun to capture a thunder tiger – a legendary creature, half-eagle, half-tiger. But any fool knows the beasts have been extinct for more than a century, and the price of failing the Sh?gun is death.

A HIDDEN GIFT
Yukiko is a child of the Fox clan, possessed of a talent that if discovered, would see her executed by the Lotus Guild. Accompanying her father on the Sh?gun’s hunt, she finds herself stranded: a young woman alone in Shima’s last wilderness, with only a furious, crippled thunder tiger for company. Even though she can hear his thoughts, even though she saved his life, all she knows for certain is he’d rather see her dead than help her.

But together, the pair will form an indomitable friendship, and rise to challenge the might of an empire.

Review:
Wow. Do I have a lot to say about this dystopian steampunk book. I received the ARC (Advanced Review Copy) for Stormdancer some time ago, and it has taken me about a month to read. My thoughts:

1. The first 70 pages are hard to get through. After that it is pretty good.

As a writer I notice the extraordinary level of descriptions coating Stormdancer. The world is also quite complicated to understand with lore, inventions, geography and politics. It’s a lot to take in, and Jay Krissof serves much of it up in the beginning of the story. 
At times it’s poetic: “Through the downpour, they could see the glow of Yama city flickering like a ghostlight in an ocean of growing gloom. (71)”

At other times this detail is overwhelming and forces me to skim. Some things doesn’t even seem necessary. He tells us there are three different kinds of dragons..we only see one..why does it matter?

Clearly Stormdancer could have used another round of editing. Cut, cut, cut.

After seventy pages there is a setting change. Then the main character Yukiko experiences her surroundings with fresh eyes. Fnally, it makes sense that she is so aware of the world around her.

2. That being said, the characters, world and plot are really cool.

I enjoy Stormdancer’s environmental theme.  Society revolves around Blood Lotus, a plant that sucks nutrients from the soil, powers machines, serves as an opiate, and pollutes the air. To feed this unsustainable process, the empire is locked into global war under the Shogun’s authoritative regime.
The Shogun orders Yukiko’s father to search for a mythical creature. They call it a dragon but really it is a lion with wings that can attract lightening. This creature is also known as a griffin, but isn’t called that in the book.
Yukiko and her dad find the beast, but her father abandons it when their airship crashes. She saves him and she has to decide whether to take the griffin to the Shugon or not.
Yukiko also has another secret that could get her killed…

3. This book has many strong ladies

Yukiko and her aunt Kasumi battle with swords with aggressiveness and experience. 
On her own Yukiko makes it through wilderness and the politics of the capital.
There she is helped by a woman with more power than her frivolous air would have people believe.

4. There a few perspective problems.

This is common mistake of starting authors. Generally when writing from a single point of view, in this case, Yukiko, one doesn’t want to switch to another character unless really necessary. This because the reader doesn’t tend to care that much about characters they don’t see much. 

It is preferable to stay consistent–split the book evenly or not at all.
Chapter 16 begins with third person omniscient when before the perspective was third person from Yukiko’s perspective. For one scene the story follows the point of view of her father, which seems pointless as Yukiko quickly joins him.
We also read from the POV of Kin, a member of the Guild banned from eating normal food or revealing the body beneath his metal suit. He meets up with Yukiko and admires her. He tells her soon after of his admiration and how he will keep her secrets–so we didn’t need the scene at all.

5. Complex story, cool world, riveting plot and interesting themes…but I don’t want a sequel.

I recommend this book. It required patience but it was worth it. I hope that the author continues to improve his writing, but I look forward to his next book. 
But by “I look forward to his next book” I mean his next next book because Stormdancer is fine as a stand alone.
 I don’t want to see more, it had a good ending.
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Becca Chopra, best-selling author of The Chakra Diaries, takes you on a wild ride as she journeys from aspiring actress to respected yoga teacher and chakra healer in Chakra Secrets: On the Path to Love and Happiness.Through the betrayals and brutal loss of her husband, the illness of her best friend, and beyond grief and guilt, she explores yoga, meditation, kundalini, tantric sex, macrobiotics, and even past-lives.

She not only shares her personal secrets, but the extraordinary “instant healing” technique she learns in Hawaii from shaman and Huna philosopher, Serge Kahili King, Ph.D. 

Review:
 

1. A cool book for crunchy yoga and chakra lovers.

 

This book resonated with me because I, too, am a healer who has overcome trauma through chakra work. Chakras are energy centers in the body that embody certain emotions or themes at work in our life.

If this sounds too outlandish, stop now. This book contains description of not only chakras but tantra, macrobiotic, past life regression, meditation, yoga, etc. 


Anyone interested in these modalities and how they related to someone’s life, read on.

2. A well edited story that is almost too wild to believe.

While reading I was very impressed with the pace of the story. The writing was interesting but easy to read. The pages flew by and I completed this book in a weekend.

Chakra Secrets does not hold back! It covers alcoholism, drug use, corrupt teachers, believe-it-or-not soul mates, and lifelong struggle. 


It definitely puts the writer in a vulnerable place for the benefit of good for others. Admirable.

3. The end of the book teaches you a healing modality.

Finishing off the book is an appendix which explains what the Dynamind Technique is. While reading, it was the only loose end– a modality I had never heard of. 
 
The technique comes from her teacher in Hawaii and involves tapping on certain parts of the body to release tension anywhere. 
 
I tried it and it worked for me. Couldn’t hurt, right?

4. Product advertisements should not be in the middle of a story.

As I read good stories I get grumpy when interrupted.

Especially by advertising grumble grumble. This book advertised two products in the middle of the story, by using links in the footnotes on the same page.


Ads take away from the narrative and are tacky. This may seem like a small things, but it’s unheard of. The standard for ebooks is that ads go at the end.


The end already includes information about other products. The ads in the middle irked me and have caused me to give a lower review.

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For our first guest in this month’s “Magic” Guest Post Series, I welcome Christie Rich. Christie is the author of the Elemental Enmity Series.

Finding Magic by Christie Rich

I remember discovering magic when I was a child.  From an early age I was obsessed with fairies and princesses and anything that transported me to another place, another time, another dimension.  Growing up, I loved to play outside, to imagine myself as anything and everything out there that was fantasy related, and back then my imagination was boundless.
 

During summer vacation when I was a little girl, my favorite cousin and I would play Indian Princesses in the desert hills behind her small home in Central Heights, Arizona.  I took pride in the Native American ancestry that we shared, imagining being swept off my feet by a tall, dark, and handsome stranger that would whisk me away to his castle where we would live happily ever after.  

 Sometimes he was a rogue cowboy and other times he was from a rival tribe.  It didn’t really matter because the hero always got the girl (me, grins) and the couple would live happily ever after.  It also didn’t matter that cowboys historically didn’t have castles, or for that matter, did tribal chieftains.  What mattered was the experience of being carried away into a riveting story.
As I grew up, magic faded further and further into the distance.  My new reality of being an adult set in…until I discovered my love for reading again.
I didn’t realize it, but creativity was what fueled my soul back on those Arizona hills.  It was what made the mundane bearable when I found myself stuck doing chores or other things that I didn’t enjoy as much as sprinting across an open field to see what was in a copse of trees, secretly wishing I’d uncover an entrance to a magical fairy-land in the gnarled branches of an ancient oak.

Inspiration started for me in the Southwestern desert, but I have come to realize that it is everywhere.  It’s listening to the chatter of a small child who thinks she’s alone, watching a couple stroll down the street, hand in hand, or witnessing a soft summer breeze set an aspen to shimmering in the sun’s rays.  It is every particle of light that illuminates a perfect, blazing sunset.  Even though inspiration is everywhere, it can often be hard to find.

For me, more than any other form of entertainment, books have the ability to move me.  Where else could I hope to become an elf setting off on a great adventure, a robber running from the law, or a dancer taking the stage for the first time?  What I’ve discovered as an adult is words are magic.  They have the ability to transport a reader anywhere they might desire to be.  The best part is reading doesn’t come with jetlag.
You might be wondering if I ever found that fairytale ending I dreamed about as a kid.  Maybe not in the traditional sense.  Life by its very nature is hard and relationships are harder, but piece-by-piece I am capturing the all elusive happily-ever-after.
I’ve looked for happiness in many places, but I am finding it in the one place that I didn’t expect:  inside of me.  Nothing makes me happier than being true to myself, and writing has become my truest form of expression.  
Some might quail at the thought of staring down the blank page with the ever present blinking cursor, but for me that little flashing line is a call to explore the unknown.  And the one thing I’m certain of when I start a book, whether reading or writing, is the possibilities are endless, and that, my friends, is magic.

Christie Rich

 

About the Author
 
I grew up daydreaming about fairytales, and my love for discovering new worlds has never died. My love for reading is what fueled my imagination in the first place and still does. When I am not writing or reading, I am enjoying family time with my husband and two children
 
Published & Upcoming Works

 

Five (Elemental Enmity Book I) New Adult Paranormal Romance

Dark Matter (Elemental Enmity Book II) New Adult Paranormal Romance

Genesis (Elemental Enmity Book III) New Adult Paranormal Romance

 
Horizon (Elemental Enmity Book IV) Winter 2013

 

 

Connect with Christie Rich

 

 

Next in the “Magic” Guest Post series

 

Monday October 15

Ksenia Anske on her WIP The Siren Suicides.

 

Monday October 22

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Special Event: "Magic" Guest Post Series for October

Hello everyone! This week commences the “Magic” guest post series  for October 2012.

<pGotta love magic, right?

Monday October 1

  Christie Rich, author of Five and Dark Matter.

Monday October 8 

Columbus Day (skipped day)

 Monday October 15

Ksenia Anske on her WIP The Siren Suicides.
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"Disappointingly" Large September Full Moon

This month has already blazed by, leaving summer behind. So much is changing in my life, I feel I am dropping leaves to shed old habits and an old life.

In two weeks I move in with my boyfriend of almost two years. I have also been hired for a new job focusing on just massage–no office work required, yes!

The transition to less desk and more massage will be insane. I know a great upheaval will be taking place in my life, so please forgive if mid-October I skip a review or two.

I feel good about the way things are trending.

Part of the change, I think, is realizing that disappointing people is inevitable.

I’m a loyal person. I want to please my Dad, my friends, my boss, my coworkers, my clientele, my prospective clientele. Basically, for these twenty-five years of my life, I have been catering to what other people think of me. And when one or two people have a problem, it consumes me.

One time a boyfriend dumped me, followed by a ‘friend’ who dumped me, followed by crap from my boss for trying to take off work to seek counseling. I spent a day in the back room at work crying my heart out.

After that, I no longer have faith that others will take care of me during the fallout that occurs when I give up too much. Even though I gave myself away to make others happy, they weren’t there for me.

 

Katherine Hepburn: known for sneaking a smoke indoors at my aluma mater BMC

 

It is a journey to pull away. Some of it happens on its own. I’ve lost friends I thought would be in my life forever and I am not sure why. I changed, they changed. I would be fine to continue as changed people but I suddenly started disappointing people without really altering my life.

It sure sucked that friends I held in my heart didn’t like me anymore. But some essence in me solidified since leaving college. Friends can turn against me, mentors can edge away, but I don’t want to budge anymore.

I’ve sculpted myself into a person, and no one gets to dig their fingers into my form, no more. Not unless it is right for me and my dreams. Sometimes I feel so shoved around, but mostly it’s because I’ve let it happen.

Let’s be larger than the opinions of everyone else in the world. It’s OK to be wrong, to drop the expectation of perfect. Let’s aim for perfect effort. 


Call me, friends, tell me you are disappointed and we will talk, but tough luck if all you want is to talk at me.

The way I feel now is I am a relaxed person and will give friends the benefit of the doubt—but if I am criticized over and over again for things that are really not a big deal, then deal over. Life is too short to adjust my compass 24/7.

Real friends support your dreams and your health. They support you changing from the image they’ve had of you into something larger. 

Real friends adjust their expectations to accept your human imperfection, and perfect effort. 

Real friends don’t make you feel like you are on the edge of a cliff and you might fall without them.

 
 

Many people have a skewed idea what will make them happy. 


Why would someone want a friend to spend energy on recreation if it will affect their mental or physical health? If they aren’t feeling it–wouldn’t they just be a downer?


I’m of the opinion that kind of friendship will drive me crazy. But I used to try and try again because the friendship had (past tense) made me happy.

Personally I am really pleased when I enter a mind shift. If someone gives me information that changes my world, I am astounded. I like hearing a friend’s perspective when I’m clueless. When someone is mad, let’s put it all on the table and deal with it. 

I really try to keep an open mind to hear whatever truth my friends want to share. Often it is uncomfortable. This discomfort, though, is necessary and good.

Yesterday my friend told me, “America has probably provided the guns for every coup in Africa since WWII.” This means we are responsible for hoards and hoards of death, poverty, political unrest, and the crumbling of nations.

Mind shift. The only thing I can do about it is post it here and ask readers to look into it and decide whether to tell others. Here are two reports from the World Policy Institute from  2005 and 2000. Talk about disappointment, sheesh.


This may seem like an aside, but this is the stuff I really care about. The issue for me has always been how to save the world. And is it possible to do it from my couch? Because transforming into $an independent woman$ is already a lot of work…

Will people reading this be mad I switched subjects? Am I being too political? I dunno, this upsets me but I still like being an American. Blogging about this is the only outlet I have. This is a large topic.

Saving the world is hard. I’m too sensitive to use my Political Science BA. I don’t even like arguing. I worked for an education nonprofit and lost myself. Wiping the smile off my face to discipline kids is just not possible. I adore my current path of massage therapy, but I can only help one person at a time.

So when I get crap because I rarely RSVP to parties unless I’m a definite, or I bail on plans when I am overloaded or tired, I just have to think, “Does anyone really understand what real disappointment is?”

There are plenty of other people to hold someone’s attention if I don’t feel good.  It’s not like I am causing real harm. If I don’t hold a little back, how will I save the world or make my dreams come true? Because not following my heart is the most disappointing thing I can imagine.

Tara Mohr is a fantastic speaker on the subject of “Playing Big” versus playing small. This video speaks on the dangers of praise and how it can hold us back:

I hope this post helps someone to know that it is possible to feel large. Even if it seems no one believes. As long as you do, that’s what matters. If you’ve tried again and again to repair a friendship, maybe it’s better broken.

Have you been disappointed by a friend? Are you still friends now?

Have you held back on your dream or thoughts because of what people will think?

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From the suburbs of London to the old charm of Ascoli Piceno, Italy, follow the journey a broken couple must take to discover the long-buried secrets that shattered their marriage. 
 
Lisbeth Marsh put everything on hold to be with her ideal man, even the wish to have a family. But when the dream of everlasting love vanished into thin air, she was faced with the mistakes and prejudices of her choices.
Dane Marsh is a proud man who spent years worshiping the gods of ambition. Toward this single-minded purpose, he sacrificed his happiness and peace of mind. Now that he knows what he’s lost, will he have the courage to turn his life around?  

With a little meddling from Moonlight Dating’s Jeanette Lagrange and a dash of magic, the two embark on the trip of a lifetime to bury the ghosts of the past.

 
 
Review:
 
Plain ol’ romance is a genre that I rarely read. Normally I either get my romance mixed with something else, or go straight for the erotica shelf when feeling frisky.
 
But I enjoyed Natalie G. Owen’s first book, Something to Live For, so I read her second, Everything to Lose. And it’s a novella!
 

1. This book has mystery elements but not paranormal.

 
Dane Marsh is a mysterious man. Apart from his travel-heavy career, this was the big things that caused his marriage to fail. The “strong but silent” deal got stale.
 
Before she will fully commit to restarting a relationship with Dane, Lisbeth needs to know more about his past. And if he doesn’t open up on his own, well then she will trick him into it.
 
I like mystery and romance fine but they aren’t the genres I get really revved up about. I preferred the magic in the first book, but that’s just my taste.

2. Relationships should be based on honesty, but what if you have to lie to get the truth?

It’s an interesting concept. Lisbeth convinces Dane to accompany her on a ‘work trip’ that has nothing to do with her job. It is a handy excuse to get a grasp on his past.
 
He doesn’t really seem to mind in the end, but it’s an unusual tactic. I suppose it is better than just giving up on the marriage as long as lying doesn’t become habitual.

3. An alpha male reigns in the end, but Lisbeth is a strong lady.

Going back to the whole lying-to-her-ex scene, Lisbeth has some gumption. Her husband is a career climber with a definite stubborn streak. He does only what he wants. She manages to maneuver him into a situation to get the information she needs to commit to him. 
Really, buying someone a ticket to Italy and giving them more attention then they thought they would get…not such a bad lie. 
The Italy trick is a clever device and I think it shows Lisbeth can stand up to her husband even if he is an alpha in the bedroom.

 

4. Alphas are a personal choice that every woman must decide for herself.

Alpha males are not my personal bag, so it rates a little lower for me. I think I enjoyed the dynamic more in Something to Live For because the heroine was blind and the hero hurting.

5. Natalie G Owens always writes in awesome locations.

Her first book was set in Malta. This one, Everything to Lose, begins in England and then jets off to Italy. 
Italy, a place I love. <3
The setting adds a different tone to the story as the couple reconcile. Italy, the romance center of the world, of course, has a good influence! 
Seriously, having good scenes in Italy make me love books. See also the thriller The Voynich Cypher by Russell Blake.

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