Sabbath By Yecheilyah Ysrayl [I Am Soul Blog Tour – Guest Post]

It’s my pleasure to welcome Yecheilyah Ysrayl to my blog for the I Am Soul Blog Tour!

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I just wanna turn off my brain.
Not completely, just enough to gather my breath
and lay it at the head of the bed.
A temporary moment to which renewal finds itself,
Back to my pillow
to which I may die,
And in the same second be reborn.
I want my eyes to bow in submission to my bones,
And my soul to fall slowly to the contours of this mattress.
And for a second pretend that the world has dissolved around me.
For a second, for just a moment, let me lay my body
at the foot of sleep’s doorstep,
Pretend to swim with the clouds,
And at the same moment,
taste of rejuvenation’s delicacies.

About Yecheilyah Ysrayl

Yecheilyah Ysrayl | I Am Soul Author | Blog Tour | Book Blogger | Blogging | RachelPoli.comYecheilyah (e-SEE-li-yah, affectionately nicknamed EC) is an Author, Blogger, and Poet and lives in Marietta, GA with her wonderful husband. She has been writing poetry since she was twelve years old and joined the UMOJA Poetry Society in High School where she learned to perfect her craft. In 2010, at 23 years-old, Yecheilyah published her first collection of poetry and in 2014, founded Literary Korner Publishing and The PBS blog where she enjoys helping other authors through her blog interviews and book reviews. The PBS Blog has been named among Reedsy’s Best Book Review blogs of 2017 and 2018 and has helped many authors in their writing journey. I am Soul is her fourth collection of poetry.

Fun Facts about Yecheilyah:

  • She loves to laugh, and her favorite comedy TV show is Blackish
  • She is originally from Chicago, IL
  • She’s been married to her husband 8 years, together for 11 years
  • She believes eggs makes everything better
  • She is a twin
  • She is addicted to reading and new notebooks
  • Her favorite desert is ice cream

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If You Can Dream It… [Guest Post]

Please help me welcome DreamItRealiseIt to my blog!

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Dear valued reader,

I would like to speak directly to you to offer you advice and guidence from my own knowledge base and experience.

Writing is hard. Without a doubt.

Some days you are staring at a blank page for ages, hours even, and you can’t seem to gain ANY inspiration at all. On other days you write solidly for four hours without even a toilet or a drink/food break and it feels like you’ve been writing for only minutes! Then on a different day you may read something that you’ve already written and be so disgusted by it that you rip the page up right there and then. Trash. It is just trash.

It does not reflect your amazing writing ability at all. Or you may not even have the confidence to believe you have much writing ability. You may feel disillusioned and depressed… Let me tell you something my avid reader and aspiring writer – DO NOT EVER GIVE UP.

Why do you think you read, huh? To gain inspiration for your writing. People who read widely will without a doubt find the writing part easier than those who don’t. Other writers’ novels, short stories, and articles are great places to find inspiration for your own works. Remember those other writers all started somewhere.

And yes I appreciate when you first start out it is difficult to have confidence in your own writing. Maybe you wrote in secret and have never shown anyone your writing… perhaps you have shown people and they did not like it. Other peoples praise or criticism can affect your wish to be a published or established writer. But, and this is important, try not to let it affect you so much. So maybe someone didn’t like your work – who cares? Plenty of other readers will LOVE it, I promise you. Just make sure you always write, no matter what obstacles come in your way. And above all remember – If you can dream it… YOU can realise it.

Lots of love and hugs and support from someone who has been there.

PS. Never. Never. Never. Give up! Follow your dream at all costs!

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Never His – A Poem [Guest Post]

It’s my pleasure to welcome Jayati to my blog!

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He had no idea who I was,
The girl that stared at him longingly,
The one that loved him crazily,
A girl he never noticed.

She saw him every day,
But he never even gave her a glance,
He shone out bright,
But she hid in the crowd.

He was popular,
He was loved,
She was shy,
No one knew her.

He loved someone else,
While she pined after him,
He was out having fun,
While she sat at home hoping he’d come.

He did not care,
Who she was,
He was in love,
With someone else.

He was her world,
The one she loved,
But she was nothing,
No more than a speck of dust.

About Jayati

Jayati from Junky Writing | Blogging | Guest Post | Poetry | RachelPoli.comHey! I am Jayati, an almost 16-year-old Book Blogger. I live in India, attend High School and spend most of my time reading. I also write some short stories and poems sometimes. I also love playing the guitar and cooking. I love to ramble about anything and everything, but mostly about books.

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Jozi Flash 2017 Blog Tour [Guest Post]

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This week is a special week as I help host a blog tour for Jozi Flash 2017 by South African Authors! Joining me today is Nicolette Stephens, one of the authors of this flash fiction anthology as well as the publisher from Chasing Dreams Publishing. She wrote a guest post to promote the book for Galit over at Coffee ‘N’ Notes. Unfortunately, Galit was unable to participate as something came up so I’ve taken it upon myself to publish the post. Please be sure to check out Galit’s blog though as she’s a wonderful writer and lovely person!

Please help me welcome Nicolette!

Conception – Pulling Ideas out of Thin Air

I’ve been working on a series of writing exercises, and I’d like to take this opportunity to share the first in the series I’m calling “Quarks”.

Quark (noun: a theoretical subatomic particle.)

In physics, quarks are contemplated as being the building blocks of hadrons. Now, physics doesn’t really have much to do with creative writing, but quark is a great word to describe all the little bits and pieces that go into creating stories. Whether it’s flash fiction, poetry, novels or plays, telling a tale requires certain elements to complete it. Quarks take these elements and explore them in bite-sized chunks that, when put together, help you to understand and build a story from conception, to the end.

In this guest post for Coffee n Notes, you’ll find some exercises for finding inspiration from the world around you and crafting stories even when you don’t feel inspired.

When you decide to tell a story, you’re making a decision to translate abstract thoughts into words that others will resonate with. Sometimes this is a fairly simple process, but often, writers find themselves at a loss.

There are many reasons why this happens, but mostly it’s ascribed to a lack of inspiration, fondly named Writer’s Block. There are a lot of different theories on what causes Writer’s Block, and even more methods to get you out of it.

One of the most popular is that you may have run out of ideas. So in this quark, we’re going to look at where you can find inspiration, which are really just ideas pulled out of thin air.

Where to find inspiration?

Inspiration isn’t a whimsical fairy that strikes whenever she feels like it. Rather, it’s akin to a puppy, which can either be left to run wild and disappear after an interesting scent ignoring all your attempts to recall it, or with training and patience, will become a loyal friend, responding faithfully to your commands.

As with puppies though, training inspiration is not a one-time task. It’s a continual process that continues with regular reinforcement.

When you are inspired to create something, whether it’s a piece of writing, art or a school project; it simply means that you’ve had an idea you want to make concrete. Thoughts and ideas are abstract, but when you use them to create something, you turn them into a concrete form that can be appreciated by others.

Good ideas are considered to be as elusive as inspiration, but in general, the only thing lacking in creating an inspired idea is a process that works the majority of the time. Not everyone will think and respond the same way to the same process – if you don’t believe me, just ask people how they interpret emoticons. While some of the expressions are universal, the way people use and interpret them are often very different.

The same holds true with processes designed to inspire ideas for writers. Writing prompts work fairly often, so they’ve become very popular with writers across the board. A Google search on creative writing ideas will give you a host of different resources you can use.

In this quark though, we look at something closer to home. Your immediate environment.

If you look around you at this moment, you are surrounded by objects, places, words, people and emotions.

Exercise 1 – Bits and bobs

In this exercise, I want you to list five of each of the above from your immediate environment as I’ve done in the example below.

Objects: Pencil box, owl statue, oil paints, handkerchief, yoga mat.

Places: Field across the road, shopping mall, neighbour’s driveway, abandoned railway station, lawyer’s office.

Words: Bottle, loquacious, train, noise, birds.

People: Shoppers, young child, train passengers, pedestrian, homeless man.

Emotions: Happiness, fear, curiosity, anger, grief.

You may find that you end up linking several of the categories without meaning to, because your mind will automatically form associations between items. That’s okay, use the table and split them up in their categories, or keep them in the same row if you like the association between them.

Words and objects are very similar categories, but whereas objects are commonplace things found in your immediate surroundings, words can be anything you’ve seen, heard or thought about recently.

Wherever possible, try to apply your current environment to the list. Emotions for example, may not be what you’re currently feeling, but maybe you’ve felt them in the last few days, or it’s something you imagine someone else would have felt when you saw them in a certain situation.

Your turn: List five of each object, place, words, people and emotions.

Exercise 2 – What’s the catch?

Ask who, what, where, why, when and how.

The object of this exercise isn’t to ask logical questions that can be answered with the most common response. Rather, it’s designed to engage the creative side of your brain.

So for example, don’t use “who” with the “people” category for your first round of questions.

Below is an example of a question phrased for one item in each category:

Object: Owl statue.

Question: Where did the statue come from and why is it chipped on the corner?

Place: Lawyer’s office.

Question: Why is the exterior of the building so run down for what seems to be a profitable business, given that the car that’s always parked there is a top of the line BMW?

People: Pedestrian

Question: Where was he going in such a hurry that he didn’t see the car turning the corner before he stepped out into the road?

Word: Loquacious

Question: Who would use a word like that in an everyday situation and what do they do for a living?

Emotion: Curiosity

Question: What is it about curiosity that it seems to be as contagious as yawning?

Some of these questions may end up never being used – I don’t like the one I created about curiosity for instance, so I may try to think of something else to ask that gets me a response I’m excited about, but I will only do that later, when I’ve exhausted the answers to my first questions.

Your turn: Ask a question about each of the items on your list. You can choose one item from each category, or do it for all of them dependent on how much time you have available.

Exercise 3 – Seeking Answers

The third and final exercise is when you start the process of developing your story. Although the answers to the questions you asked in Exercise 2 are kept simple, they form the basis of your plot – the hook you use to reel in an audience.

There are different methods you can use to answer the questions, and it’s a good idea to switch between them regularly when doing these exercises. Sometimes you’ll find one that works really well, and it will become a habit to use that for everything, which may result in writing which follows a predictable pattern for readers. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing – there’s not really a right or wrong in any form of art, writing included – but challenging yourself brings you out of your comfort zone and often inspires you. So don’t be afraid to try new things.

Below, I’ve used the question about the lawyer and a technique called word association to answer it:

Technique: Word Association. We’ve all played games where someone says a word, and you say the first word that pops into your head in response. This is similar, where each word builds on the last to slowly develop a story. When you run out of words, use the words you’ve come up with to piece together the full sentence.

Answer: Lawyer – criminal – defence – failed – arrested – innocent – broke. The lawyer is a criminal defence lawyer who failed to get his client acquitted. The client was actually innocent, but went to jail for a crime he didn’t commit. The lawyer is broke which is why his business is falling apart.

Expensive car – gift – client – wife of client – actual criminal – secret. The car is a gift from his client – the wife of the man who was wrongfully convicted. The wife is the true criminal, and is sleeping with the lawyer who was a good friend of the couple’s before their affair. He knows her secret and is beginning to reconsider his actions.

Your turn: Choose a technique and answer the questions you asked about your items in Exercise 2. 

This brings us to the end of Quark 1 – Conception. I hope you’ve found it useful and would love to hear all about your experiences working through the exercises. Why don’t you share an example of your own in the comments below?

About Nicolette

Nicolette Stephens | Author | Publisher | Guest Post | Blogging | Blog Tour | RachelPoli.comDreams and storytelling have always been a part of my life, and as a writer I know the pitfalls involved in trying to publish. This led to the creation of Chasing Dreams Publishing, where I aim to help other writers share their stories.

There is nothing more exciting than seeing a story unfold on the page, and even more so when it gets published! After years working in the corporate world, I decided it was time to strike out and fulfil my dreams of writing full time.

On a daily basis, I’m inspired by people who chase their dreams (whether or not they’re related to writing), and this inspiration translates to my stories, workshops and writing groups.

Jozi Flash is a product of this inspiration.

About Jozi Flash 2017

It’s not quite the Gummi Bears, but it certainly bounces around a lot.

Jozi Flash 2017 combines the talents of ten brilliant authors with one gifted artist, to bring you a collection of 80 flash fiction stories across eight different genres.

From a children’s story about the folly of summoning dragons, to the horrors held in deliciously treacherous ice cream, the authors take you on journeys that weave fantasy and folklore together alongside practical detectives and everyday tragedy.

With stunning artwork prompts by Nico Venter, these South African authors have created an anthology that will leave you breathless.

Ten talented authors and one gifted artist joined forces to create an anthology of flash fiction stories that embody the multicultural melting pot that is South Africa.

For more info on the individual authors, take a look at their author pages here.

Download the book here!

International Giveaway

Win free copies of eBooks by three Jozi Flash 2017 authors:

Beneath the Wax by Nthato Morakabi

1723: Constantine Bourgeois is a man of many secrets. Artisan by day, killer by night, he turns his victims into wax figures for his shop.

2045: Richard Baines works for the renowned Anthony Garfield Historical Museum. His mundane existence is a stark counterpoint to his fascination with serial killers and science fiction.

Constantine’s nightmares drive him to undertake a journey to uncover a long-forgotten secret. Richard’s research uncovers a company secret and the mystery of Madame Bourgeois.

Two men, two timelines, and truths that will only be revealed when they look Beneath the Wax

Dim Mirrors by Carin Marais

Dim Mirrors is a collection of 39 flash fiction stories that open windows into worlds of fantasy and nightmare. Interwoven with images from mythology and folklore are the themes of love, loss, and memory. The comical “Not According to Plan” leads to more serious and introspective works like “Blue Ribbons” and “The Destroyer of Worlds”, while mythology and folkloric elements come together in stories like “The Souls of Trees” and “Ariadne’s Freedom”.

Sketches by Nicolette Stephens

Like art sketches, flash fiction stories are fleeting moments captured in a few hundred words.

In a world without men, the first boy child is welcomed as the saviour of his race; a cuckoo clock holds death and destruction in its beautifully carved figures; and a snowman holds a silent vigil of peace during war.

In this collection of 50 stories, illustrated with her artwork, the author delves into worlds of imagination and reality inspired by words and drawings.

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How To Organize Your Schedule To Write Effectively [Guest Post]

It’s my pleasure to welcome Crystal Roman to my blog!

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Famous writers and masterminds created their own daily routine, balanced between work and leisure, to find sources of inspiration.

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A daily routine is something we all have to follow in order to manage daily chores and work more or less effectively. The basis of everyday life is habits and rites, which we can borrow from others or invent some ourselves. Great writers coped with the same difficulties that we are dealing with today, no matter how brilliant they were.

In today’s post, we would like to expand on how to find the strength to write daily, how to keep a balance between work and leisure and how to manage time effectively. In addition, you might want to see this post and learn how to study more effectively.

1. SLEEP

During life, a person invents their own effective time management strategies. These strategies can be infinitely diverse: a thing that works for one person will not work for the other. Gustave Flaubert, for example, could only write at night, as during the day, he would get distracted from work by the slightest noise. Günther Grass replied to this that it’s impossible to write at night. Although you might have some inspiration at that time, when you read your text in the morning, it will be no good. Therefore, he only started to work in daylight to stay time effective.

Modern American writer Nicholson Baker has come up with time management techniques to accommodate two whole mornings in one day. His usual day begins with the fact that he wakes up at four or half past four AM. He writes something, while sometimes drinking coffee. He writes for about an hour and a half, and then, he goes back to sleep waking up around half past eight.

Interestingly, many creative people experienced problems with sleep. For example, William James was forced to lull himself with chloroform for a quite some time, while Franz Liszt walked restlessly around the room at night and tried to compose music. Charles Darwin would meditate on some scientific problem for a long time even when he was lying in bed at night already. So much for effective time management.

Some found the traditional sleep regime uncomfortable or not effective enough when tasked with the “how to plan your day” question. American architect and inventor Buckminster Fuller came up with an effective planning scheme for “high-frequency” sleep: he fell asleep for a short time during the day, feeling tired, and then again returned to work. As his biographer J. Baldwin notes, Fuller “frightened the observers, plunging into sleep for a few moments, as if he was pushing the switch button in his head. It happened so quickly that it seemed more like a fit. ”

In contrast, Renee Descartes used a time planner and slept every day for ten to eleven hours and allowed himself to wander through the woods, orchards and bewitched castles, where he tasted “all imaginable joys.” Some relaxation and idleness, in his opinion, is necessary for a good work of the mind.

2. FOOD

Many writers, artists and thinkers preferred lean and light food: Picasso, for example, ate only vegetables, fish, rice, and grapes. However, Francis Bacon had two or three lavish meals a day and drank up to half a dozen bottles of wine. This did not impede his work, and he argued that he liked working hungover because the brain was full of energy and all the thoughts were more distinct than ever.

Honore de Balzac consumed up to 50 cups of the strongest coffee a day in order to maintain the right amount of energy. In addition to this, Wisten Hugh Oden was also taking amphetamines daily and called his regular diet consisting of alcohol, coffee, tobacco, and amphetamines labor-saving supplies.

Tobacco in, general, can be considered one of the most common stimulants. Sigmund Freud, who smoked almost all his life, even lamented his seventeen-year-old nephew, who refused to smoke cigarettes.

The Bohemian way of life, which is often adhered to by creative people such as writers, makes them more prone to drinking and drugs. However, there are exceptions here. For example, Ingmar Bergman always worked sober and even drunken alcoholic Francis Scott Fitzgerald in later years said that it became clearer to him that writing a long story, as well as the subtle perception and judgment during editing,  are incompatible with drinking.

Here you can recall the famous statement made by Ernest Hemingway: “Write drunk, edit sober.” For some, a slight intoxication is not bad, but for others, a clear and calm mind is required when writing. In such a case, it is better to drink just green tea. If you still have trouble with your writing, though, you could check out this website to get essay writing help.

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3. REST

A timely rest for writers is no less important than concentration. It is very easy to get carried away in some book, but you need also to find some time to relax, which could be arranged with the help of some good daily schedule planner.

Beethoven would go out for a long walk after lunch if he were stuck with some task, which lasted almost the rest of the day. Another amateur walker Søren Kierkegaard in between work went around the whole of Copenhagen not bothering much on how to improve time management. Benjamin Franklin took air baths for about an hour in the morning and then doze for a while.

Like all of us, the great minds also suffered from a lack of concentration and procrastinated for the lack of a weekly schedule planner. The problem of procrastination was very troubling, for example, for William James. He was a university professor and often postponed the preparation of lectures until the last minute.

For many intellectuals leading a secular lifestyle, rest is all about night binges, receptions of guests, trips to restaurants and bars. However, there are less tiring ways to relax. For example, Francis Bacon read cookbooks before going to bed. Woody Allen sometimes took a shower several times a day to escape from work, and David Lynch practiced transcendental meditation.

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Summing up, we hope that this post encompassing mostly writers along with other great minds demonstrated how differently they went about organizing their own time management plan and daily routine. You may want to make use of some of their habits and see which work for you the best. Another option is to go for some work schedule maker, which you can find online.

About Crystal Roman

Crystal Roman is an American writer who works in the whodunit genre. In his spare time, he helps out university students at TypeMyEssays with their essays and other types of academic works.

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How To Create Your Own Fantasy Language [Guest Post]

It’s my pleasure to welcome Carin Marais to my blog!

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You’ve probably heard of Sindarin and Quenya even if you don’t know a word of either language. These two constructed languages which J.R.R. Tolkien created have, for many, become the benchmarks of languages used in fantasy and for science fiction, there is Klingon from the Star Trek universe.

Writing in a secondary world means creating not only peoples and cultures but also the world’s languages – or at least parts of the languages. The problem with creating these is where to actually start.

This is also the question I came to stand before when starting to write fantasy, and I hope some of these tips and resources will come in handy when you start to create your own language(s).

Take your time

You might not want to tinker with a language more than is absolutely necessary for the story or novel you are writing. Perhaps you only need a greeting, a blessing or a curse. However, if you’re planning on writing a series, you will need to have a much better grasp of the language you’ve created and build on the vocabulary as well. This takes time – you cannot build a whole language in a day.

Get some help, aka, resources are your friends

I came across some very helpful books (which also don’t cost the world, as most of the linguistics textbooks are quite if not extremely expensive to buy…) in my search for language building resources – The Conlanger Lexipedia and The Language Construction Kit, both by Mark Rosenfelder.

Quite a small crash course in linguistics, these volumes show you how languages of differing complexities can be created.

Bilingual dictionaries – especially, I find, of dead languages – are very good to have at your side when you are in need of vocabulary inspiration.

University departments often have available niche dictionaries that can either be searched or downloaded. Then there are also sites like Wulfila.be that goes into the minutia of the Gothic fragments still available to us.

Archive.org is also a fascinating site on which to find these kinds of dictionaries and they also often go for a steal in the Kindle store, just saying.

Listen to languages

Honestly, though. Listen to other languages being spoken even if you don’t understand them. (She says, living in a country with 11 official languages…)

If you’re living somewhere where mostly one language is spoken, go onto YouTube and listen to videos in other languages to get the feel of their sound, their rhythm, etc. You can then use some of these characteristics in your own language(s).

There may even be a language you love the sound of. Then all you do is incorporate those sounds into your language if you don’t want to or can’t use the actual language.

Start with what you need right now

Although you can start building your language by making lists and lists (and lists) of words, it’s important to keep in mind the type of words you’re actually going to use. For instance, if you’re writing a fantasy epic set somewhere in 400 BC, you probably won’t need a word for “spaceship” or “laptop”.

How I go about building languages

The way in which I build my languages is by first seeing what I will need to write or name in those languages. For instance, while building a chant for The Ruon Chronicles, I first wrote it in English and then translated it:

English: Show yourself, servant of the deepest Darkness. One who has turned from the path to follow the Betrayer, show yourself.

 

Fantasy language: Khalla sah s’elaras verdun nakhan han sah.

Agr elstanbrahta se tellaria na Lewjan nakhan han sah.

 

In this case, the word that actually needed the most work was “deepest”.

The word for deep/deepest was constructed ‘backwards’, working from the word for “valley” (elir), which was already in place. I decided that the word for deep would, therefore, be “elara”, which would mean that “elaras” would mean deepest.

Have fun

Most of all, remember that you’re supposed to have fun while creating the language. Choose sounds you like (cellar door, anyone), make the grammar as easy or difficult as you want, and let your imagination run wild. It’s your world, so you get to choose!

Resources:

Here are some resources that I use (or plan to use in the future…)

Websites:

Archive.org (Basically anything your heart desires)

Wulfila (Gothic)

Grammar, etc. of Afrikaans (I’m biased as it’s my mother tongue…), Dutch, and Frisian (written in English)

Septentrionalia

The University of Texas at Austin: Linguistics Research Centre

Books:

A Secret Vice: Tolkien on Invented Languages by Dimitra Fimi and Andrew Higgins

Advanced Language Construction by Mark Rosenfelder

Linguistics: A Very Short Introduction by P.H. Matthews

The Conlanger’s Lexipedia by Mark Rosenfelder

The Language Construction Kit by Mark Rosenfelder

About Carin Marais

Carin Marais | Author | How To Create Your Own Fantasy Language | Guest Post | Blogging | Creative Writing | RachelPoli.comCarin Marais is a South African fantasy author whose fiction and articles have appeared in Every Day Fiction, Jozi Flash (2016, 2017), Dim Mirrors (2016), Speculative Grammarian, Inkspraak and, most recently, Vrouekeur. She is also a contributor to The Mighty.

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When Destiny Takes A U-Turn [Guest Post]

Today’s guest post is a short story brought to you by Saba. Thanks, Saba!

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          Light sunny morning during the winter days, the greenery around me was smiling, but a little reluctantly. The chill in the air was bothering them, as it was bothering us all! I was all sweaty running along the lines of the corner of the park losing away my calories. Gosh! I am still some pounds over the regular weight. I’ll have to cut out the size of those coffee cups too. But, the stress level that’s always up, doesn’t let me decrease them. The vacation plans I had, have gone down the drain yet again. The huge piling up of bills making it impossible for me to get some money aside for traveling. Sigh! It’s all work again this year. And living all alone adds up to the misery more. The thought of having someone care for me engulfed me deeply. The longing I have for that motherly figure increased. Mum, it would have been great if you would have been here with me. I wish I could fly backward, to the years of carelessness, the years of glory. Strange, but destiny played a great joke with humans with the greatest tragedy, it never allows them to relieve their memories again, never allows them to sneak into their past ever.

These thoughts were making me tired, I thought I should rest for a while. I rested my head on the hard seat of the park and didn’t know when dozed off!

“Hey, you!” Somebody shook me fiercely, “How can you sleep in a busy park? You ain’t a child anymore!” The stranger with a long beard and grey hair, thin as a stick with wide fierce eyes stared me back.

“I wish I could be!” I murmured and started tracing my steps towards home.

“Hey listen! what did you just say? you want to be a child once again?”

I stared at him intently, “I want to be, but you know what, destiny never takes a U-turn!” I sighed.

“For sure it doesn’t but blessings are counted and wishes do come true!” he said. I smiled sadly and turn to go.

The stranger shouted back, “Remember girl, wishes do come true and blessings bear fruits.” I nodded and went back home, as it is I was late to office. Now I will have to rush fast and finish out my freshening up and breakfast soon.

“Sarah! Come, dear, your breakfast is ready!” came the voice from downstairs.

Mom? I was shocked! How can mom come back, she was dead since two years. This is unbelievable. I rushed downstairs, oh yes! Oh my God! I clasped the stairs so that I couldn’t fall down.

“Mom?” I called up slowly.

“Yes dear, come down and finish your breakfast. Or are you still longing to quarrel with me for any other issues?”

I blinked, went back upwards in a total panic state.

Date, let’s check today’s date, I went towards the calendar, it was 31st March 2012! Means I have actually traveled back to a time, 6 years back, time actually crawled behind, or rather fled behind? Unbelievable! I went to the mirror and automatically my hand went to my wide opened mouth. There stared a 15-year-old Sarah at me, the one with some pimples on her face and wide curious eyes. Was that stranger some kind of a magician who made time travel back for me? Hunh!

Whatever, now I am a 15-year-old teenager with an IQ of 21 and experience of all the tough times. Great! Could life have been weirder?

“Sarah, if you don’t want to have anything, you can say that plainly. You don’t need to behave like a strange human running from one place to another. It’s OK, I’ll clear the table away.” Mom looked sad when she said this.

I ran towards her and gave her a long hug. I missed her, God, I missed her like mad.

“It’s strange you know, yesterday you were angry at me because I came to your high school results dressed like an old-fashioned aunt and talked in broken English and today, you are hugging me as if I am just out of my grave!” She asked with watery eyes and oh, so near she was to the reality.

I then recalled all the times when I had always spoken to her with arrogance, made her felt so downtrodden. Insulted her in front of my friends and gave them a chance to laugh at her on her face. Just because my father was now a successful businessman and used to send me loads of pocket money and mum was just a rejected divorced wife of his. He couldn’t care more for her anyways. She was just kept as a nanny to look after his beloved daughter. All those money on my account and the ATM card to make use of that income as I liked on this small age went to my head and made me an arrogant brat.

Tears of shame went down on my cheeks. “I am sorry mum. Would you believe me if I could tell you I am sorry and I have learned my lesson of life? Would you accept the fact that overnight I have turned in to an adult who knows what hurting her mother is and how painful and lonely staying away from you would be?” She looked at me puzzled, surely thinking what went into my head now. But, Oh, she was a mother and loved me so much.

She said, “It’s OK dear! I believe you. It’s never too late to say sorry and never too early to learn your lesson from life. Come, let’s have your breakfast.” We went down and the breakfast on the table made me count all those calories automatically.

“Oh! I couldn’t have all that without my Fitbit.” I squeaked.

“Fit what? What’s that now?” And then I remembered, six years down the lane, these calorie counting bands never existed. I went ahead gaining those extra calories. I have six years to burn those calories after all.

The landline phone was screaming on its top voice. I pressed the pillow more fiercely on my ears. God! When are those days coming when these will rarely exist? Gosh! I was already wishing to be an adult again. No, I have got a chance to relive my teen days, I am not going to waste it just like I before did. I will relive them fully, at their best.

“Sarah, it’s your friend asking for another weekend out with them. What do you want to do?”

I jumped on my bed and went down to answer and accept the offer. After all, I wanted to relive my life the best way.

“Wait, don’t accept it now,” Mum said. I took the phone from her and declined the offer sadly and faced my mum asking why she didn’t let me go. “It’s good to enjoy Sarah, but you should start saving too. It’s going to be soon when all these money that you get are going to stop coming and you are going to be on your own. Do you want to go bankrupt then? Do you want your bills piled up high and you barely surviving with bread and butter? Start saving, this isn’t going to snatch you your happiness of life, rather it would divide the same for you. So that you may get your share of happiness timely.” those words were said before.

I remembered very well. In the same manner, the same situation. Then, I had scolded her, packed up and fled with my ATM card. Now, I know it’s a chance for me to improve my life. A message from my sweet mother in the grave to me to make me know her advice were and are a gem, to be treasured. Hence, I started saving and started rectifying my previous mistakes.

Days of carelessness followed, but my studies were now a matter of first priority for me. I wanted to become a better candidate for my post. I enjoyed hanging around with friends, playing that loud music while I did the laundry and helped mum. Even she was shocked at the change, but I knew what dealing with laundry alone is. Spent lots of time talking to her, listening to her tales of my toddlerhood and laughed along with her.

She was ill, so much I thought instead of four years later, she may be leaving me now. The thought started clutching my heart. No! I couldn’t let her go so fast. I will force her to stay with me more. I don’t want her to go ever. Thus, I was beside her each moment. Every minute, every second. I never left her side. Once, she was so much burning with fever, she passed out her pee on her clothes and was quite embarrassed about it. My thoughts raged back and brought back the same scene of years back to life, the arrogant girl as I was, still, that day seeing her so much in misery, I cleaned her, washed and changed her and told her it’s OK, but all that was done so dryly.

But still, she clasped my hand and put her another hand on my head, “My baby, I am so sorry for being such a nuisance. But today what you have done for me, no child does for her parent without making them feel embarrassed. Thank you so much and may God give you whatever you wish for. May the angels be with you when you are stuck in a serious situation in life, my child.” She was saying those words with tears on her cheeks and face.

I was standing there recollecting that moment again and cleaned up her again, the same way I did before and she slept peacefully. I stood staring at her with my thoughts jumbled. Some going back to six years before and staring at her tear filled face and some at present taking in her loving personality inside me, knowing soon after some time I’ll be alone again, with all my problems to face, I’ll be again mature.

“Hey, you! Didn’t I tell you not to fall in sleep at a park?” I blinked the same stranger stared back at me with the same freaky large eyes. And I was still in my morning tracksuit with a Fitbit on my wrist. I gazed at him like a fool, open-mouthed and with a kaleidoscope of thoughts on my mind. Oh, maybe I slept hard and dreamt. Dreamt of all those moments I could have spent lovingly with mum, of all those advice I could have followed that would have left my life easier than it was today, of all those things I could have done so that my life would have guilt-free today. Sigh! Destiny never takes a U-turn Sarah, come let’s go back in the living real world. I stood and started walking back.

“You going again?” The stranger asked from behind.

“Did I go before too?” I was so puzzled.

“You thought you were dreaming. Isn’t it?”

This puzzled me even more. “Wasn’t I?” I inquired.

“Maybe, but your destiny took u-turn you see! You wished to go back to time again and you were given that chance. It’s good to know you changed your destiny for better. Not all get that chance, and even if they do, not all take it seriously.”

“You mean I actually went back in time and rectified my mistakes?” I asked with amazement.

“For a month, yes! You went back in time and relieved your moments.” He answered.

“But it’s impossible. I was just dreaming.  It’s impractical. Life doesn’t go back in time!”

“Yes, life doesn’t reverse back in time and destiny never takes a U-turn. But, remember I told you, wishes do come true and blessings get answered.”

“But who blessed me such hugely that the blessing changed the rule of the universe? What kind of blessing that was that changed the course of destiny, of time?” I was so curious.

He smiled calmly. “A mother! The most loving person on earth. When she wishes something for her child deeply, it’s accepted. Her words of bringing your wish come true forced the destiny to change its course, it forced the time to retaliate back and give you the second chance in life.”

And then I remembered my mum saying, “Thank you so much and may God give you whatever you wish for.”

He looked at me and started walking in the opposite direction knowing very well that now I knew the answers to my questions.

“Hey, but who are you? I have never seen you before here.” I screamed towards him.

He turned, smiled and pointed his finger towards the sky. Then came the answer to my this question too, “May the angels be with you when you are stuck in a serious situation in life, my child”.

I stood there perplexed, watching him go. I somehow felt relieved now, I wasn’t alone anymore. The blessings of my mum were with me, I know the rectification of my mistakes will play as a life saver for me now. I am among those lucky ones who get a chance to rewrite their destiny twice, for whom destiny took a U-turn!

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Guest Post by Saba | Short Story | Blogging | RachelPoli.comI am Saba Irfan Ladha, an Indian food, fashion, travel and lifestyle blogger. I am also an active Instagrammer and a connoisseur on Zomato. I love to explore everything around me and replay the same in the most creative manner in my blogs.

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Why You Need To Read Good Books To Write Good Books [Guest Post]

Today’s guest post is brought to you by James Bee. Thanks, James!

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            You have to read to write. Everyone has heard this, over and over again. It’s usually one of the first pieces of advice that is thrown at rookie writers. Read more! We’re told to read more than we write, read everything we can get our hands on, but why? How can this help?

There’s a whole bunch of ways that reading can help improve your writing but I’m going fo focus on three main ones.

  1. Reading can help you get unstuck. Getting stuck is one of most painful experiences you can have when writing. Writers learn to dread the feeling, sitting down at your keyboard and having nothing to put down. Day after day goes by and you fall farther and farther behind your goals. It sucks, plain and simple. Reading can help save you from this pit. When you read, you get out of your own head and into someone else’s. You never know what inspiration you’ll find in there, what methods or tools that you can use to get yourself unstuck.
  2. Helping strengthen your weaknesses. If you are reading authors who write better than you (and you should) then there is a lot you can learn. Tips, tricks, strategies, they’ll filter into your brain whether you pay attention or you don’t. Writing is a learning experience, one that never ends. Like any discipline, you must study in order to get better. Focus and work hard enough and your weaknesses might just become your strengths!
  3. Keeps your passion strong. If you guys are anything like me, you can get bogged down in the day to day focus of your own work. Writing is a lot of work and like anything can start to feel like a chore after weeks and months of plugging away on a manuscript. The passion can start to leak away. Reading can help fight that off, recharge your inspiration batteries. Can help you remember why you started writing in the first place.

Here’s some specific examples of what I’ve learnt from a few of my favourite authors.

J.K. Rowling: Camaraderie and creating engaging interpersonal relationships. I grew up on Harry Potter. Without it I doubt I would be doing what I am doing today. There are a whole list of elements that make the Harry Potter books special. Yet the one that’s helped me most in my writing is Rowling’s ability to create dynamic and meaningful relationships between characters. Harry Potter is a character defined by his past and by his friendships and feuds. Yet all of these relationships feel real, organic. Creating these is no easy task, and if done wrong can make your whole novel feel awkward. Just the friendship trio of Harry, Ron and Herminone alone is a roadmap on how to craft compelling friendships. They grow with each book and so does their relationships with each other.

Pratchett: The power of dialogue and how to use it. As a rookie writer its hard not to overthink everything, to over explain, over write. You are scared of doing too little so you end up doing too much. Certainly this was an issue I struggled with in my early writing, and certainly still do. However, reading Terry Pratchett’s wonderful novels has helped me gain perspective, to be more minimalistic in my work. Pratchett trusts his audience to be able to keep up and decipher the clues he leaves, mainly in his dialogue. He implies and infers, knowing that a alert reader will be able to pick up on it. The conversations between characters does everything, sets up the plot, describes the action, and is the driving force behind the whole narrative.

Joe Abercrombie: Made me remember why I wanted to write in the first place. Passion is nothing besides discipline. Build a good routine and stick to it and you’ll pump out novels. Yet, passion cannot be completely dismissed. Passion breathes life into your writing, makes it vibrant. Yet passion can fade and must be nurtured and rekindled like a fire in a windy place. Abercrombie made we want to start writing and whenever I re-read one of his novels I’m reminded of this. It gives me a push, forces me to strive to be better, to work harder. To see the passion hiding behind the work.

These are just a few ways and examples of how good books can help you become a better writer! Now get out there and start reading!

About James Bee

James Bee is a novelist and blogger working out of Vancouver, Canada. He’s the author of two fantasy novels with more on the way! You can follow him on twitter @jameslikesbooks or follow him on his blog!

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Short Story: The Mysterious Consequence [Guest Post]

Today’s guest post is a short story brought to you by Hanna. Thanks, Hanna!

Autumn was sitting all alone on a small, peculiar pebble. She had no idea how she got this small. What did she do? Where did she go? Somehow, Autumn became as small as a bug and was in the strangest of places. Autumn looked around. She was by the bank of a stream, that is, what looked to her like a ginormous river. She looked up. The sky was a very weird purple color and she saw a gap in the clouds. Autumn wondered if she had fallen into some dream world, just like “Alice in Wonderland”. Autumn stood up, and just a split second later, before she could even step off the pebble, she heard a faint screaming coming from above her head. Right then, before her eyes, her best friend Lily fell right onto the same pebble on which Autumn was standing. They both stared at each other in the oddest way, and then the peculiar, purple sky turned blue, and the gap in the clouds disappeared.

“Lily! Are you all right?” Autumn said, approaching Lily.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Lily said, as she stood up and brushed off her clothes. Lily took one glance around and realized what was happening. “Why are we so small and why…?”

Autumn cut Lily off. “Shhhh, I know. I have no idea what in the world just happened, but we have to find out.” Both girls started walking, but could only go as fast as their miniature legs could carry them. “The first thing I want to find out is why in the world we are so small,” Autumn said.

“Yes please,” Lily responded. As they continued walking, they heard a rustling in the bush that was beside them. “Ummm, Autumn??” Lily said as she started backing away. All of a sudden, a bunny, one that looked as huge as a bear to the girls, hopped out of the bush. Not only did the girls jump out of fright, but also from the strange look this bunny had.

“Don’t be scared, I am here to answer all your questions,” the bunny said. This bunny was the strangest looking creature the girls had ever seen. He had extra-long ears and an extra-large nose. He was purple, just like the color the sky was. He also had overalls on and carried a tiny backpack.

“Who are you?” Lily and Autumn said, simultaneously, looking at this creature with concern.

“My name is Desman, and my job is to help people like you learn why you’re here. Jump on, let’s go!” Seeing as how everything else around was just as weird as Desman, the girls agreed and jumped on Desman’s back.

As they traveled through the woods, they saw many interesting, strange, and mystical things. It almost seemed as if they were dreaming, but yet they were awake. They wondered where Desman was taking them. In just a couple short minutes, they ended up in front of a cute little cottage.

“Is this where you live Desman?” asked Lily, as she and Autumn jumped off his back.

“Yes, yes it is. Please come in.” Desman and the girls went inside and sat down. “Now, I must tell you why you are here, I’m sure you are wondering,” said Desman, as he plopped on a little cushion.

“We most certainly are,” Autumn said, as Desman motioned for them both to sit down.

“First answer this question, what were you both doing before you fell down here?” asked Desman.

Autumn answered, “Well, Lily and I were just sitting on our couch playing a game when our parents walked into the room.”

“Yeah, but they didn’t know that we were in there and they started talking about very important things,” continued Lily.

“Okay, do you think you were supposed to be listening to that conversation?” asked Desman. Autumn had a blank expression on her face and she turned red.

“Well, no…but we couldn’t help it! We wanted to hear what they were saying!” Autumn said as she and Lily frowned, realizing what they did.

Desman replied, “Well, this is why you came here. After you listened to your parent’s conversation, that’s when you fell into the hole that opened up under you into this world and became small. You are in ‘Land of Consequences’.” Both of the girls looked at Desman with a sort of despaired look on their faces.

“We made a mistake…I’m sorry,” Lily said, and Autumn agreed.

“But why did we become small?” asked Autumn, with a puzzled look.

“Becoming small was to teach you guys a lesson that if you mind your own business, the world would go round a deal faster than it does, come with me.” Desman replied, as he got up and motioned to the girls to follow him outside.

As they went outside, they looked around. The girls realized that Desman’s house changed to be right in the middle of a busy town. There they were, small as bugs, watching other bunnies and forest animals minding their own business and going about their life throughout the streets.

Desman watched the girls as they looked on with wonder, “Now if you two were to walk out there and try to get someone’s attention or try to have someone hear you, they wouldn’t be able to. You are too small and they are too busy to notice you, too busy with their own business and not causing trouble.”

“I think we both understand now…” said Lily, with a regretting tone. Autumn agreed, “Yeah if we would have minded our own business, our parent’s would have been able to go about what they were doing without having to worry about us.”

Desman smiled, “I’m glad you both were able to learn a lesson from this. I think it’s time to get you girls home.”

Both of the girls jumped onto Desman’s back once again. At that moment, the little town disappeared and there were just woods in front of them. Desman started running back down the path into the woods, as both of the girls glanced at each other.

In just a few minutes, they were back at the side of the stream where Desman first found the girls. “Now, you must wonder why I carry this tiny little backpack with me,” Desman said, taking the backpack off of him and putting it on the floor, “It holds what you need to get back home.” Both the girls looked at Desman, and then at the backpack, with the most puzzled looks on their faces. Desman pulled out two tiny crystals out of the backpack. “Both of you need to hold one of these in the water until it melts, and then go stand on the same pebble you fell onto. It has a purple mark on it. Then, the hole in the cloud will open up again, and you both will be pulled back home and return to normal size. However, when you get home, remember to not tell anyone about what you have seen or heard.”

Both the girls responded, “We understand.” In that moment, Desman hopped away back into the bush in which he appeared out of earlier, and he was gone. The girls ran down to the stream. They both waited for their crystals to melt, and then they ran to the pebble. They watched the hole open up, and they were zapped back home so fast they couldn’t even see it happen.

Autumn’s and Lily’s vision cleared and there they were sitting in the house behind the couch. The first word the girls heard the parents say was the exact last word the girls heard before falling through the hole.

“Wow…no time must have passed at all!” Lily said, with an excited look on her face. “Yay! We need to do the right thing now and stand up and let the parents know we are behind here, and tell them we are sorry for eavesdropping on their conversation.” They both agreed and stood up. The parents had a startled look on their face when they saw the girls. The girls explained how they were behind there the whole time and how they were sorry for listening to the conversation. The parents forgave them, and everything was alright. Then the girls gave their parents a hug, and they both looked at each other and smiled. They never told their parents about what happened, just like Desman said, and the lesson they learned was one they would remember for the rest of their lives.

About Hanna

Hanna is a Christian and the oldest of 5 and enjoys writing about lifestyle and personal and short fictional stories. She enjoys sharing what she has learned about hardships and hopes to encourage others. She hopes to begin a career in freelance writing.
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Healing From Trauma [Guest Post]

Today’s guest post is brought to you by Emily Stroia! Thanks, Emily!

Emily Stroia Guest Post

Healing from trauma isn’t a straight line. For me it has and still is an ongoing journey.

We all have our scars, stories and experiences that have shaped our view of the world and of ourselves.

I have explored healing through the mystical, spiritual, self-help, therapy and emotional intelligence. You name it and I have most likely done it.

I have been in therapy since I was 5 years old when I shared with my teacher a fight my parents had. This conversation sparked my healing journey and every week I would meet with the school therapist. These sessions were my saving grace as a child.

Home life was very confusing, dark and traumatic.

My mother was diagnosed with schizophrenia and my father was abusive; mentally, physically and sexually.

One day around the age of 13,  I went out on my balcony and had a serious talk with the universe. I remember asking what the purpose was for me.

I asked the big question many of us ask when bad things happen,  “WHY?, WHY ME?”.

At first I heard silence.

And then I heard this intuitive voice whisper, “This isn’t happening to you. This is happening for you.” I had the faint realization that I would share my healing journey and my story with the world.

Nearly 20 years have passed since that realization. Slowly in the healing process I have been able to release the need for my story to be different. I have learned that there are gifts in the scars.

The healing journey has also inspired me to write my story in a form of raw poetry.

My new book, Into the Light explores healing from trauma and abuse through the creative art form of poetry.

This book is memoir-inspired and also has notes to the reader on healing from brokenness, finding light in the darkness and coming to peace with the past.

There is a favorite quote that still resonates with me, “Forgiveness is letting go of the past being any different”.

We may not be able to change what happened to us but we can make magic, art and beauty from the broken parts.

Healing is a personal journey of finding freedom, liberation and transcending from what once was. We are not what happens to us.

A storm may leave damage but it is up to us to repair it. I am not a victim to the circumstances I was born in.

It may not make sense and it may never make sense why people hurt us in the ways they do. We may not know how to forgive the unforgivable. But we are born with the capability to love and heal each other through the power of story-telling and sharing.

A poem from my new book, Into the Light:

 When you are at the end of
your rope,
tie a knot and hold on.
When you think you are at the
end of your journey,
reach out your hand
and someone will meet you
there.

About Emily Stroia

Emily Stroia Author PicEmily is an intuitive teacher, spiritual leader, author, and artist. Emily first discovered her gifts of intuition and creativity as a child and was placed in a highly gifted program for children. She often explored her gifts through writing, art, and experienced frequent visions and dreams that would turn out to be accurate. Not understanding fully why or how she was able to do this, she decided to study.

She has always felt a strong attraction to the metaphysical and spiritual aspects of life and continues to delve deeper into each. Believing strongly in her intuitive gifts, as well as wanting to express her deep desire to help people, Emily
decided to utilize her abilities to turn her passion into a profession.

Her mission is to inspire people to find the gifts in their stories and live powerful transformed lives with ease and peace. Her life is a breathing expression of intuition, passion, spirituality, and creativity. Most days you can find her coaching clients, writing, practicing yoga and playing with her dog in Los Angeles.

About Into The Light

Into The Light by Emily StroiaInto the Light is a memoir-inspired poetry collection in seven parts. The book shares the author’s life from a transformative perspective of experiencing trauma & darkness to finding hope, miracles, and light.

In the final part, there are notes to the reader and finding one’s inner peace after adversity and healing through brokenness. This book explores trauma, abuse, sexual abuse, mental illness, loss, healing, spirituality, meditation, inspiration, and empowerment. This book is for anyone who has ever experienced loss, grief, brokenness, depression, abuse, trauma and heartbreak.

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