Do you ever think this is it?

I try to write every day, I find it heartwarming and free. What do I mean by that?
It’s just when you are writing you can lose time and loads of ideas flood into your mind like a never ending river.

You can sit by the lake and see the fish swimming beneath your feet, well maybe not in this country as it’s always so wet.

Writing you can lose yourself amongst the pages, and you can stay there forever if you want.

This is when the stories come out, no one else is there except you and your pen and paper. Or laptop as it is these days.

People watching is great inspiration for the spy novel or murder mystery.

It can be lonely being a writer, but these days you have the internet where you can meet fellow writers and read their blogs, seeing what they have to say, and with a bit of luck they may read your blog.

Will you ever do something else besides read and write, I don’t think so as it’s what you love to write, see your story in front of others, not everyone will like what you have to say but that’s their opinion and everyone has a right to their own opinion don’t you think?

Well, I’ve finally sat down to write after cleaning the bathroom, I hate housework but unfortunately, it has to be done worse luck, I bet I am not the only woman who hates housework.

Mind you men do housework these days don’t they?
I bet they don’t like it either, well it’s about time that they learned they have to lend a hand too in the house and not just leave it up to us women.

Mind you I see a lot of changes these days, that I never saw when my mum was alive.

Men taking their children out, changing nappies putting their children to bed. I think it’s really nice to see men taking an interest in their children and not leaving it all to the women like my dad did when I was a kid.

Well, that’s all I have to say so far so see you all again soon.

Veronica.

Standing 

Jamison Writes

Today, May 12th, is International M.E. Awareness day. There’s nothing I can say about this horrible disease that I haven’t said already on this blog. But I can share another part of my journey and battle with the disease with you.

It’s bewildering to think I used to get up every day and lift hundreds of pounds, thousands if you count the cumulative amount of weight I lifted each workout.

Every morning I ate some weird hippie cereal, drank some weird hippie drink, then got on my not-so-hippie bike and rode to the gym. There, if it was leg day, I would do some foam rolling, dynamic stretching, and then get to lifting. Deadlifts were my favorite exercise, probably because it was the exercise of which I could lift the most weight. My max was 425 pounds more than twice my body weight at the time.

It was thrilling to…

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5 Things That Made Me Smile This Week #7

You all should read this, this young lady lives with lupus and some days are worse for her than others, so I think we should all send prayers out don’t you agree? veronica@wRiteInK

Joezette's Journey: My Everyday Walk With Lupus

Good morning everyone! Here’s another Motivation Monday! I hope you all had a great and I’m praying that this upcoming week is even better than the last! Please leave a comment below sharing some of the blessings you received this week–I love hearing about them!

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Me

HarsH ReaLiTy

I can only be what I was meant to be.

A fiery comet, no diamond ring.

This anger and fear inside of me.

An occasional broken reality.

I walk beside myself today.

And kill myself in dismay.

Making promises against my nature.

Until I do not see a future.

I kill the man I am meant to be.

I’ve killed a man, I’ve killed me.

-OM

@smokendust

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Why I Reblog When I Comment

HarsH ReaLiTy

There was a time, actually it was in March of 2013 when I started this blog, that I would have killed for a reblog. I would browse the popular sites I found through google search and links, and I would gawk at their numbers, views, and the number of times people shared their posts. I would pay attention to the fact some bloggers responded to comments while others didn’t, and some bloggers posted at higher frequencies. From observing other people I formulated the type of blogger I wanted to be and that is how we all do it.

Today I have a small audience I have built over the past few years. In those years I was working a graveyard shift and could afford to pour countless hours into meeting as many bloggers as I could. That’s the difference for most people and the difference between my blog and others…

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