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New writing challenge
Hello, my lovelies. I know it’s been ages since I posted, but life gets in the way. I’ve started a new project, writing 12 short stories in 12 months. I’ve posted 2 so far, and would love for y’all to read and tell me what you think. All of my personal writing is on my blog:
https://kaleidoscopeeyedgirl.wordpress.com
Please give it a look and tell me what you think. Read the January post first so you don’t get lost - they are connected. Much love to you all!
by Paper Rock Cynic
Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven (via bookmania)
Extroverts vs. Introverts
This was basically my college roommate and me. Guess which one I am?
by Imitation Lobster
@Binwax
A little reminder that I shall be selling my wears at the suitcase rummage at city square, 24th of September as part of the Melbourne fringe festival (very exciting)
Please buy so i can art.
thank you
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Re-blogging for a friend. Go buy her art so she can continue to art. Her art is really great, and I love it. ♡♡♡
General Life Update and News
I keep thinking about all of the writing I'm not doing. Characters I'm ignoring. Feelings I'm squishing against the back of my mind. Ideas that could really be something if I would take a chance and work on them. I've only written one good thing since I had R last October, and I'm worried that I lost my words, the ability to write something anyone would possibly want to read. Obviously, I'm not going to know if I never write anything, but what if I write and it's total crap? Then I would have to deal with the fact that my favorite part of myself really is gone. And I don't know how I would do that. I still haven't found a job, so I know I should be using this chance to write and see if maybe I could actually make money doing it, but I can't find the courage to try. I need a swift kick to get started, but I don't know who's going to give it to me. In other news, I posted an update on R after we went to his first follow-up appointment since he got his helmet, if anyone is interested. http://www.gofundme.com/2l0exqk Also, I took the advice of a very dear friend and ordered the starter kit to become a Posh consultant, so as soon as I get said kit and get my website set up, I'll post it here for anyone who wants to check it out. Posh is a line of pampering products that I personally use and absolutely love. In the meantime, if y'all want to ask any questions about it, just let me know. Maybe soon I'll have something creative written to share with y'all, too. I hope I do. Love to you all.
RIP Gene Wilder. We love you!
I'm so sad that he's gone.
http://www.theawkwardyeti.com
I want to buy the things. Buying the things makes me happy.
I posted an update to our page a few days ago. We're trying so hard to make sure he has everything he needs - any help, whether donation or reblog, is so greatly appreciated.
This is very relatable. (by Adam Ellis)
I try so hard...
I don't post much original stuff here anymore, but I still love tumblr and the people who've supported me here. My tiny human needs some help right now, so if anyone feels like helping, anything and everything would be so appreciated.
I also hate people to ask cheerfully how you are when they know you’re feeling like hell and expect you to say “Fine.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via bookmania)
I'm not fine.
STORY TIME:
I work in a decent sized, local, indie bookstore. It’s a great job 99% of the time and a lot of our customers are pretty neat people. Any who, middle of the day this little old lady comes up. She’s lovably kooky. She effuses how much she loves the store and how she wishes she could spend more time in it but her husband is waiting in the car (OH! I BETTER BUY HIM SOME CHOCOLATE!), she piles a bunch of art supplies on the counter and then stops and tells me how my bangs are beautiful and remind her of the ocean (“Wooooosh” she says, making a wave gesture with her hand)
Ok. I think to myself. Awesomely happy, weird little old ladies are my favorite kind of customer. They’re thrilled about everything and they’re comfortably bananas. I can have a good time with this one. So we chat and it’s nice.
Then this kid, who’s been up my counter a few times to gather his school textbooks, comes up in line behind her (we’re connected to a major university in the city so we have a lot of harried students pass through). She turns around to him and, out of nowhere, demands that he put his textbooks on the counter. He’s confused but she explains that she’s going to buy his textbooks.
He goes sheetrock white. He refuses and adamantly insists that she can’t do that. It’s like, $400 worth of textbooks. She, this tiny old woman, bodily takes them out of her hands, throws them on the counter and turns to me with a intense stare and tells me to put them on her bill. The kid at this point is practically in tears. He’s confused and shocked and grateful. Then she turns to him and says “you need chocolate.” She starts grabbing handfuls of chocolates and putting them in her pile.
He keeps asking her “why are you doing this?” She responds “Do you like Harry Potter?“ and throws a copy of the new Cursed Child on the pile too.
Finally she’s done and I ring her up for a crazy amount of money. She pays and asks me to please give the kid a few bags for his stuff. While I’m bagging up her merchandise the kid hugs her. We’re both telling her how amazing she is and what an awesome thing she’s done. She turns to both of us and says probably one of the most profound, unscripted things I’ve ever had someone say:
"It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.”
The kid thanks her again and leaves. I tell her again how awesome she is. She’s staring out the door after him and says to me: “My son is a homeless meth addict. I don’t know what I did. I see that boy and I see the man my son could have been if someone had chosen to be kind to him at just the right time.”
I’ve bagged up all her stuff and at this point am super awkward and feel like I should say something but I don’t know what. Then she turns to me and says: I wish I could have bangs like that but my darn hair is just too curly.“ And leaves.
And that is the story of the best customer I’ve ever had. Be kind to somebody today.
“Never go that way!” - The Worm from #Labyrinth. I love losing myself into my art. #Copic #markers #sketch #drawing #art #artistsoninstagram #movie #popculture #HereAndNow #PrimitiveTool
@one_small_duck thought you might like this :)
Nothing can stop this, for we were always something that was meant to be.
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Chasers of the Light & All The Words Are Yours are Out Now!
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