There has begun a media upheaval. It is not entirely unusual for this time of year. I’ve seen post after post about people claiming they’re leaving social media. Internally I roll my eyes and give them a time frame of how long they will last. Cruel sure, inaccurate no.
It’s usually a few days, at most a month. It’s all great. Yes absolutely, but I have drawn the lines myself.
Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, you name it I got it. For a while I found myself Facebook obsessed. Then I backed off, then I had the great idea of getting into groups. Aha writer groups. Lord help me, and save my sanity. Big mistake, thousands of members and drama at every turn. No, no this writer does not do drama. Big X take that drama and keep it away from my self protected bubble.
Needless to say, I found myself becoming irritated enough that instead of being smart and leaving the groups I would just stop using Facebook. Strange. After arriving back on Facebook and finding out that the algorithms had been axed a bunch. I have left and not looked back. Of course I still use my author page via an app that does not have my feed connected to it. WHEW! My author page is important it is a way to connect with readers and it is easier to be myself there than on my personal page.
What started as a small change has become a big change, cutting down wasted time scrolling and converting that into precious writing time. It cuts down negative feelings and promotes a more positive mood.
If you are feeling the need to cut social media, by all means I recommend doing it. Be realistic, but be relentless. You mother’s sister’s cousin can wait for you to reply to her comment.
Let’s make it a great Monday!
Time is a demon. Maybe that is an illusion. An illusion we overlook because we spend our lives filled with emptiness. Waiting. Waiting, for the end we all know is coming.
All of time we partake in trying to fill this void. Stuffing it full of material things that we pay for with a piece of material we invented. So is it actually even real? Money? Mansions? That same designer purse every woman thinks she should carry? Yeah, you know the one.
Is it likely that everything we see around us is some figment of our imagination? Have we created it to make our lives better, or to pack the space that our minds see?
Early man had so little, but was able to do so much? Views are changing drastically. A changing society has adapted to be that way. Trends come in, trends go out. Seems like on a week to week basis.
We are unlike our ancestors, is it that we view things differently?
Men of the past had to survive. They did not have the things to fill their space, they filled it with actions. Our modern race is simply surviving. Packed by the things, what the imagination has created. Is it really living?
Have you written a story that breathes?
Have you ever written a story that bleeds?
Have you ever written a story that comes out with ease?
Have you ever had to cut a story from your soul?
Have you ever had to throw it out on the streets?
Have you ever had to watch it suffer?
Have you had to watch it mourn?
Have you ever had to help it get back to purpose it was written for?
Is that why you write?
Bang My head against the Wall.
Make bed with dog still in it,
God I love you coffee.
Take dog out,
Walk all over no man’s land,
Waiting, still no squat.
Get chased by coyotes,
Lovely and did I mention it’s cold out?
I still love you coffee.
Good morning novel,
Oh you don’t want to talk with me,
I’m going back to bed.
I’ll see you in a few hours,
Slightly before my caffeine crash sets in.
Hello blogger friends, welcome to the New Year.
I clocked out a few weeks ago from the blogging sphere. I’m really not sure why, it just kind of got lost in the mess of my searching excursion.
Before I clocked out I made a post about not feeling the Holidays. Well, the holidays are over! Yay! Woohoo! We’re into 2018 finally and I am feeling a fresh sense of spirited self. Whatever the hell that is. I don’t know I’m thinking as I go, not rushing just breathing.
After checking away from blogging I dropped off the face of the earth from social media too. Kind of took the time as a basic self exploration period. Aha, what I am I meaning by this? I took the time to reflect back on the year, read a bit, stay away from writing, drink some hot chocolate and ignore the fact that my wish for a white Christmas came true.
This exploration period I used to learn much. I got some books about writing, just some books to read too, spent time with friends, did some brainstorming.
Well my brain is no longer fried! I feel renewed, motivated, and ready to kick this year’s ass!
It was nice to have a few daysof nothing, just me. I think everyone needs that. It’s time to get back to work. I’m back with a clear view, a better attitude, and new knowledge.
Welcome to the new year everyone, I wish you all the best in 2018. It’s going to be a whole new adventure in the making.
The Virus Confusion
“Billy, I think I might have gotten a virus on my computer!”
*furiously hits keys and sighs in frustration
“Well did you google it?” Asked Billy.
“How can I google it if the internet won’t load?”
“Here, I’ll google it.” Billy said as he pulled out his phone.
“Oh God! It’s crashing! My computer is shutting down!” Oh god. Oh God. Oh God!”
Billy shakes his head, “The first article says not to freak out. Listen it says here it’s probably just a software malfunction. Google is telling you not to freak out. Why are you still freaking out?!”
“This is not good. No, no, this is bad. Very very bad!”
Billy jerked the computer away and hit the power button, “Ugh, your WiFi isn’t connected and your battery is low.”
“I, I. Okay I confess my computer hates me. And maybe I don’t know how to work it.”
“Sure, I didn’t notice that at all.” Billy noted with sarcasm.
About fifty three seconds before writing this post, I was sitting in a chair staring at a blank computer screen with a sour look on my face.
That idea is truth, but it’s vague. Why was I staring at the computer screen with a sour look on my face? Why was the computer screen blank. Why was I sitting in a chair fifty three seconds before I wrote this post?
I’m a writer. Words ARE my life. Words are physical, words are mental. Life is physical, life is mental.
Twenty Seconds before writing this post I asked myself, why am I doing this? Back to the vague. Doing what?
It’s a question that’s asked by every writer. “Why do I keep writing shit?”
Writing purgatory, it’s the hell no writer wants to be in, but are in at one point or another. Lack of motivation, stress outside writing, bullshit excuses not to write, food time, oh look there’s a dog now let me go pet it so I can ignore the blank page I’ve been staring at for two hours. It’s not writing block, no it’s something different.
It’s raw, it feeds the vile monster living within us, it prevents us from doing the one thing that has brought us to write in the first place. It’s happiness.
You can’t just write to write. Writing is happiness. We wouldn’t put hundreds of words on paper to just calmly say “oh that was fun I guess”. No to write is say the things we are unable to show the world. We are able to be real. We don’t have to hide behind a costume or conform. To write is to face the things we are most of afraid of. To write is to find joy.
Writing IS chasing happiness. It is the purest and most eloquent form there is.
I’m not one to leave movie reviews. BUT, this is the most anticipated movie of the season. I got to screen it early and WOW. Disclaimer: no spoilers.
I’m the person that reads the end of the book before I do anything. I generally am the same with movies, I want to know how it ends. However, this one I anticipated so readily that I couldn’t do that to myself. I actually watched the movie with out spoilers before hand. I know it’s a miracle!
The movie was beautifully made. Visually stunning with great acting. Now I usually don’t complain about bad acting or poor graphics. My complaint is usually the plot. There were times that I found myself saying “come on get to the point already”. Yes, it did drag in spots. Though, since I don’t call myself a die hard Star Wars fan, that’s just my opinion as a writer. Other times I was a bit confused, often times audibly saying “do you not know what you’re talking about.”
I find it so hard to criticize this movie. It was that good. Guaranteed it was not the best movie I have ever seen. The beginning was slow. Very slow. But once everything started it was a nice blend of flipping between character scenarios. The chemistry between all the actors was well played. My favorite part of the movie was the exploration of Kylo Ren’s background and seeing his emotions and Rey’s collide. I look forward to the next movie and in the nature of a Star Wars movie it leaves a ton of cliff hangers!
Overall I was happy with it. Now head to your local theatre and check it out for yourself!
First of all before you say “oh God she’s already beginning with the new year’s resolution crap”. We’re not starting that. No leave it at front door before you click on this blog post.
This is not a post where I talk about making New Year’s Resolutions. No, but it is a blog post where I talk about preparing for 2018. Yes I’m putting on my armor, 2018 is soon to come crashing in. Frankly I would be rather upset if my hair caught on fire in the process. Ah needless to say, we need to prepare because coming to 2018 is the see ya and the bye ya to procrastination and negativity. It’s all in good thought, because I know some habits are a never ending battle to break. BUT, I’m not the type to give up.
So we’re going to grab onto 2018 with our resting bitch face, and hold on as it drags us through stress, new experiences ,and lots of other muck. By the end, maybe a smile will be permanently stuck on. Ah who knows.
2018 is as quickly approaching as 2017 is to be ending. 2017 has not been a good year. I know for myself it’s been a bad enough year that I don’t need to repeat it. I’ve got to work my butt off to make sure that 2017 stays in the past.
I know they say it’s bad to tell people your goals, but this is a judgement free zone. I know that stating my goals forces me to uphold them.
My goal for 2018 are normal and a little weird. First off I want to get healthy. I have not been myself, and that needs to change. I want to get on a more positive attitude, and try not to procrastinate as much. The next thing that I would like to do is publish at least two books. I have a book hopefully coming out around in March. After that, don’t ask me. I would like to continue to build my author brand more and see where I can take my book sales.
I don’t have a lot for 2018 as I am doing this thing where I stop talking and actually get work done.
To prepare for 2018, I am grabbing my computer, planner, and favorite boots.
I’m going into 2018 prepared, with all words flying.
So I’ve been thinking lately. It’s the holidays, it’s cold out and I need a healthy dose of humor.
Therefore, I’m starting up another theme-esque exercise. Except it’s entirely different. Though I will get back to theme. Eventually.
This new post happiness comes with a disclaimer. Nobody panic.
DISCLAIMER: This is not an exercise that involves me running around town in a Disney Costume, singing at the top of my lungs. That would be well, a bit excessive.
If you were looking forward to that possibility, I have just crushed your dreams. But you’re still going to get some humor!
What I am going to do is document my day to day life. I’m entirely sarcastic but it’s okay.
Anyway I will be throwing my “life stories” at ya’ll (me mocking my twang that lately people have told me is there).
Hey everyone! I have updated my social media, added a few.
On my social media you can find a variety of different things. On Facebook you will find me sharing my books with the world, as well as sharing other author’s work. I also do book giveaways. On my Instagram page I share photos of my dogs, beautiful nature photos, I do giveaways, and I love to show off my book. On my YouTube channel I blog about nature, my writing experience, and makeup tutorials. My newest is flipagram which I share beauty tutorials on.
If you would like to check them out here they are.
Oh dear, where do I begin?
This was my thought as I sat in my bed at 3 AM stuffing my face with ice cream.
After two five page papers and two presentations, this scaredy cat is tapped out. College sucks, but you know I’m surviving.
So I’ve been pondering a question for a while. How do I manage my own stress?
The answer: Writing.
Then ask myself, doesn’t writing stress you out? Because the book you threw at your computer in frustration last night is still on your computer.
Me managing my stress is going outside finding some quiet place in the woods to just sit.
Us sensitive souls need an escape from humanity.
The woods is the only place that is untouched from stress. Its devoid of any humans, I am free to think the way that I want.
That solitude is entirely mind restoring. 20 minutes that’s all I need.
Brooke Myers is young author from Southern Indiana. Myers writes mystery and suspense. She is on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/brookemyersauthor/. Myers is also on instagram at https://www.instagram.com/brookemyersauthor/ Follow along with Brooke’s journey as she navigates the author world in her early career.