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| As a mother and a wife, preparing meals is something I do routinely. Chopping only the best organic veggies. Basting only the best cuts of meat. I feel like it is my duty to these little people to give them the best that I can. No over salted fillers, no easy fast food short cuts. It may take a little more work and money, but I think that it is worth it. The piece of mind that comes with knowing that I have done my best. Of course, it may be many many years before any of my children are old enough to care or appreciate all the extra time and effort. Actually right now, they would prefer for me to just run through some food in a box place and put it sown in front of them with a soda and be done. But I can't do that any more than I could just throw something on paper and call it done. Isn't everything in life like cooking a good meal? We need to start with the freshest, most nutritious ingredients and take the time to prepare them just right. You need to taste it a few times before serving it and then, finally a well prepared meal for your consumption. You may never know what went into the meal you eat, or the story you read for that matter. You shouldn't have to. You should just be thinking about how wonderful it all is and how much you want more. Just as I can't serve my kids fast food junk, neither can I serve my readers the written equivalent. There are plenty places out there to get fast-food quality writing, but I want to be a specialty. I want real ingredients and wholesome goodness. You can't rush a good meal and you can't rush a good story. You can't make it cook faster than it is supposed to and you can't over cook it either. It has to be just right. My readers deserve the best just as my family does, so whether in the kitchen, or at the keyboard, I always prepare something fresh and delicious. FROM THE MIND OF THE ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ![Merit Badge in Poetry
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| I don't like hypocrites. Two faced double talkers. Walk the walk and talk the talk...That's what I am sayin'. I know too many people who will, in certain company, change their opinions for a matter of social graces. I believe that you should believe in what you believe in, and that is all. Nothing else. Don't allow your beliefs to falter on the shoulders of your neighbor's opinion. Do not give in to the simplistic nature of agreeing, just to agree. Be brave and be bold, stand up on that soap box and tell them how it is. Be yourself, not a fool. Not a follower. If what you believe is worth believing in, then it is worth protecting. It should never be put to rest for someone else's comfort. Be not ashamed to be who and what you are, but be proud that you have someone to be. For in the end, it will be the heroes who are remembered, not the commoners. It will be the masterpieces created through time that will be preserved. Preserve your masterpiece, stay true to your beliefs and to yourself. You can only be as good as you allow yourself to be. FROM THE MIND OF THE ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| As time presses upon me, I often wonder at how I have made it this long. My nerves are shot, my patience is worn, my tolerance level is low, and my perceptions have changed. I don't remember when I this metamorphosis happened. I suppose that as my children and marriage get older, they take a little of me with them. Like a block of clay being slowly carved out into a final sculpture. What will I be when they are done scraping away at my outer layers. What will be left of this block of clay. Will I have been whittled into something fragile and fine, or perhaps just a jagged lump. The more days that go by, the further my mind strays. Thinned out from the countless demands of time. In the last fifteen years, I have thrown forty-two children's birthday parties, put up fifteen Christmas trees, decorated thousands of dozens of eggs, and attended over one-hundred children's sporting events and recitals. Sometimes I feel like I have been in elementary school my entire life. I have watched as the cast of Sesame Street has grown up to have children of their own. And so I wonder, how can, through all of that, I still be here making breakfasts, washing clothes, applying band-aids to invisible "owies", and trekking out across town to drop off and pick up. I suppose the heart is capable of supporting the mind when it's weak. That the soul can provide the stability that life knocks down. That once your mind starts to go, your heart and soul take control. Pushing you further that you thought you could go. FROM THE MIND OF THE ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| I have been registered with WDC for just over three months now. I entered my first piece, a contest entry, in mid March. I have been heavily addicted ever since. My husband told me about this site after he had entered and won a contest. He recently decided that he had always wanted to write. I mean, he had "talked" about it many time before, but this time he actually wrote something, and won. I wasn't surprised, I know he is talented. Seeing as how he is the one who didn't spend enough time in school, and I was the English and theater major not to mention, grammar whiz, I had see what all the fuss was about. I was skeptical, as always, putting yourself out there to picked apart by jealous vultures, ravishing at your failure. It had been many years since I had sat down to expose myself through pen and paper. I had stopped scribbling in my endless journals and notebooks as I said "I Do". Not because of him, no...Just because I had real life things to deal with. I didn't think I had time for daydream poetry or fantastic stories. I had to be a wife, and in no time a mother. Although I had put my creative muse to rest, I couldn't subdue it entirely. With the children growing up like weeds around me, I showered them in rhymes and limericks. I would recite poems and prose with accents and dialects. My short lived acting career came in handy entertaining my hungry audience. On occasion, my writing skills would prove useful, the graduation ceremony speeches, the English essays, the book reports, even the baby shower invitations for my best friend, all small products of the abandoned talent. As my mouse hovered over the "submit now" button, resting at the bottom of what was the first original poem that I had written down in ages, I felt invigorating. Just watching the screen flash before returning to a "success" message was exciting. I quickly took over my husbands computer time and became possessive of this re-born hobby. getting inspirations and encouragement from such an engaging community has been incredible. Like a caterpillars metamorphosis, I feel transformed. I am enjoying my time here on WDC and am getting more involved than I have been with anything in a very long time. From writing, reviewing, reading, forming groups, taking surveys, and now BLOGGING. Thanks, Honey for giving me WDC and my writing back. If you think it, write it down! The Wordgoddess ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
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