#AuthorsMind The Art of Being an Author

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I absolutely love being a creative mind. There is something about having a blank canvas, sheet of paper, or page (Word document) in front of you that represents the endless possibilities and excites me. Knowing the world I create has numerous options and a vast number of creative outlets is a thrilling thing.

I’m infatuated with the notion of getting to know the inner workings of these characters. I know most of the authors of the world sound crazy or quite possibly schizophrenic when they speak of hearing voices. We are all a touch off kilter. It doesn’t diminish the truth of the matter.

the voices are real and have a tendency to be rather demanding.

I have been awakened from sleep by a few and kept awake the entire night writing out the information I’ve been given. I have had times where I am in the middle of a shower and had to jump out to jot something down. 

These are examples of the “negative” side of living with a creative mind.

there are times when I have to be antisocial and somewhat of a loner in order to deal with the voices that have taken over my brain. I’ve had days without sleep and limited eating because I am so immersed in a world I am creating. 

The “writing cave” is and can be your best friend. It can also be your worst enemy if you allow it to completely consume you. Don’t lose yourself to it.

I have the greatest friends. They know when to pull me out of my own mind. They rescue me from myself some most days.

There are times when I doubt myself, my “craft,” and my ability. I’m human. I look at things that inspire me to press beyond the doubt and fear. I will share a couple with you.

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The world needs creative minds and imaginative individuals. The beauty of this life would be lost without them. Don’t allow yourself to be caught up in the negative or what the “naysayers” have to say. If being creative is the first thing on your mind when you wake up then run with it. Literally, if that is your outlet. You will be amazed at who you inspire and how much happier you can be when you do.

From one creative mind to another: 

     Dream big and allow your voice to be heard. The world needs it. 

*Rose S.*

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Move on. Time waits for … #Fighton

I guess today is one of those days where I’m taking a moment to reflect and review. This year is a milestone year for me and I feel completely inadequate. It’s seven days into the new year and I already don’t feel equipped to take it on. With this thought and fact in mind, I feel a desperate need for inspiration.

I believe we all have a moment or moments where we feel like we are coasting through life and need to do some evaluating. I’ve reached that point. I’ve lived so much of my life for other people that I woke up one morning and realized I had no sense of who I was.

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I have lived quite a bit of life in the short time that I’ve been on this earth. It’s unnerving when I think about the places I’ve seen and what I’ve accomplished. The fact that there is something in me that is still pushing for more, willing to strive for more is shocking.

I’ve heard on so many ocassions, “I could never do that” or “I’d be scared out of my mind to just up and go like that.” I’ve never been that person to fear the unknown in that manner. I embrace it and run toward it. Still, I sit in front of my computer today and wonder what is the next step? Where is the road leading me?

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I don’t know. I know that there is truth in the featured image for this post. If it is weighing you down and causing you to feel limited and unhappy, it’s time to let it go. I know for a fact that it hurts like hell to do so. I feel the pain of it, the pressure from it, but know, in the end, my joy will multiply once I say goodbye to what’s holding me back.

I love the following quote because there is so much wisdom in the words. It is a reminder that life is hard and you must be ready to do battle to get what it is that you want. The thing it doesn’t say is remaining unhappy, seek sadness, struggle and endure sadness to obtain your goals.

“The longer you wait for something, the more you appreciate it when it finally arrives. The harder you fight for something, the more priceless it becomes once you achieve it. The more pain you endure on your journey, the sweeter the arrival at your destination. Remember… all good things are worth waiting for and fighting for.”

#LostCauses Manners? Chivalry? What are those?

 

Chivalry and Good Manners are apparently behaviors that are disintegrating into the ether. It’s completely lost on the current generation of 20-somethings.

Today, I was entering the office building where I work completely loaded down with a large box in one hand and bags in the other. I punched the handicap button (only time I ever use that button – by the way), so I am able to juggle my packages without dropping them. Two men with a rolling cooler between them and a box on top of it proceeds to quickly move forward to exit the door I am trying to enter. I nearly lost my box attempting to sidestep them. 

I was so surprised by their behavior that it took me a moment to continue on with what I was doing. On the very same day, a male was standing in the elevator and saw me holding some things in my hand (there was an event at my work on this day and we were setting up for it) and looked up to acknowledge me. His gaze returned to his phone and I had to again juggle my items to push the floor I needed.

Appalled? I was so beyond that. I made a showing of pushing the button and he gave me a sheepish, apologetic look before exiting the elevator.

As you may have noted, I didn’t call into question chivalry alone. I also called into question “manners” in the title of this post. This day was a day for me to be “fit to be tied” as my Momma would say. 

Food is being laid out for a group of people who you work with on a daily basis. While you are heating up your contribution, you make yourself a little plate and think nothing of it. You’re probably thinking, what’s the issue with that?

The plate is a sampling of everything being offered. Instead of you waiting for the collective group to come together, you are standing in the kitchen having a snack or two of food that isn’t yours. When you’re caught, you just shrug your shoulders. Others look at you in disgust and you just move along without a care in the world.

On the same day, a group of people are standing around having a nice little chat. One of the members of the conversation begins to sneeze and it comes in a series of three. The others continue to chat away as if nothing has happened. The sneezing individual excuses themselves and no one acknowledges it. They continue to converse while the person looks on. Eventually, the person walks away and returns to their desk.

I was sitting not far from this interaction and watched all of this. I share an office with another person and we’d said, “Bless you.” We don’t believe it was heard over the voices of the rest of her group. It boggled my mind to know that none of them even stopped to check on the poor girl. Was the conversation that important that they couldn’t stop to check on the well-being of a co-worker? Not in my opinion, but in their’s it must’ve been.

I posted a question yesterday on my Facebook page because I had a note in my notebook to do this blog last week. The things I’ve shared happened over a week ago, but I found the notes I took for the blog post and figured: why not? 

My thoughts haven’t shifted on the subject. I am still bothered by the issues I raised and I believe it warrants discussing. I figured I may as well share my thoughts, weigh in on the subject.

What do you think about any or all of the scenarios I posed?

The following was cute and I felt I needed to share it:

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*RS

**From the journal of a clustered mind.**

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#Meme Fun things #Monday

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I have a love-hate relationship with Monday just as quite a few others do when it comes to the first day of most people’s work week. The photo above is me pretty much every Sunday. I feel like it sneaks up on me every damn weekend. I probably should be used to it by now, but I’m not. I have this ever pressing need to scream out my frustration every single time I look at the clock on Sunday afternoon. It hits me like a ton of bricks that I only have a few more hours before I have to get some rest in order to start my work week.

It often makes me wonder who in the hell determined we as a society should have a standard work week of five days on and two days off? That is CRAP! Are you kidding me? 

If anything, it should be four days on and three days off. My goodness. Oh, how amazing that would be!

This is what I’m thinking when I first wake up on a Monday:

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These are just because they cracked me up:

This is what I feel the moment I check my evil, bitchy, and negative side: 

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*RS*

**From the journal of a clustered mind.**

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