A young man died yesterday. He wasn’t someone I knew well but there are others who loved him deeply. It was a sudden unexpected death. Death is always hard but the ones that come like a thief in the night stab a little deeper. The void felt from the disappearance of a bright smile or the absence of a contagious laugh leaves a quietness that is more powerful that any sound near. People cry for the loss of a great friend, a brother, a co-worker, a son. Strangers mourn because they understand that any given moment they or someone they love can be gone too.
There are not words to write that will take away the grief. There is no one person who can make it all better. There is just this tiny hope that through this most difficult time there will be a moment, a symbol, a feeling experienced that makes us believe they are still with us even though they can no longer be kissed, hugged or spoken to.
Our days are not promised, and when you are young and excited to live that’s unfortunate. No, I will not claim to have known this boy but I do know he left a lasting impression on a sea of people. His light seemed bright and it’s nice to know that he impacted people he didn’t even know. That’s an accomplishment some will never achieve.
We’re coming to the end of the month long a to z challenge. I’m thrilled. This is the third year I’ve attempted this challenge and it looks like it will be the first time I will complete it.
I come from a big Italian family. Hugs in my household were the norm. We never greeted anyone or said goodbye to anyone without giving a big warm hug. I became so accustomed to hugs that as I got older and I met new people I would have to restrain myself from giving them a hug at the end of a conversation. (I learned quickly that not all people do hugs and some even get weirded out by a friendly embrace).
There are still times I have to cross my arms around my stomach to stop myself from giving “the hug.” Most people that have come to know me have accepted that I’m a hugger and I’ve even got some to become huggers or at least accept a hug a from me.
Today I’d like to offer a giant air hug to all my readers. This challenge allowed me to meet many new people who I plan to keep contact with. I appreciate everyone who commented or followed my blog. I’m sorry if I didn’t get to comment on your blogs as often as I would have liked. I will continue to stop by your blogs to see how my new “friends” are doing.
Hugs and Kisses my new and old friends. You all inspire me to keep on writing and make me smile on days that even a thought of a smile seems impossible.
The five w’s are important when it comes to story writing. Who is your story about? What is your story about? When does the story take place? Why is this story important?
Below is a list to help your story building. Ask yourself some of these questions, if you have answers to most of them then chances are you are headed in the right direction.
Who is your main character?
What does he/she look like?
When is your main character’s birthday?
Where is he/she from?
Why are you writing about this character?
Who are some of the other characters in your story?
What connections do they have with your main character?
When do they enter the story?
Where would your character be with or without them? Is their presence needed?
Why are they important to the story?
Who will your story connect with?
What genre are you writing?
Where does your story take place?
Why did you choose to write this story?
This simple exercise will force you to look at your story a little deeper. Were you able to answer most of the questions easily or did you have to think?
(A TO Z BLOG CHALLENGE)
The road I’m traveling is filled of bumps and potholes. There are many obstacles that appear but I never allow them to stop me from moving forward. Flowers are not always blooming on the side of the road and the grass is not always green, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I like imagining that a few miles up there will be fields of wild flowers that come into view. The darkened sky will eventually turn bright when the sun returns like it always does. The path I’m traveling is long and at times feels endless but I understand I must continue to journey to a land I’m sure exists. There are turns and detours I must take but I do them knowing they will lead me to my destination. I choose to wear my rose colored glasses because they allow me to see the magic in the unknown and the thrill in the mundane. I’m enjoying the ride.
In our corner of the world we are writers. We chat about are works in progress, our submissions, our insecurities and our high hopes. We share so much of ourselves with each other through our words but yet we rarely talk about our day jobs. Sure, we might mention wanting to one day quit them to write full time, but the conversation usually stops there.
Some of us have been reading each other’s blogs and leaving comments for years yet we have no idea what each other do for a paycheck during the hours we aren’t writing.
I like that here in cyber world we are solely writers, but for today’s a to z challenge I thought it would be fun if we share what our occupations are with each other.
Do you spend your day in a classroom teaching economics? Are you a teller at bank? A hairdresser? A doctor? A scientist?
My forty hours a week are spent inside a casino. It’s a fun job. I’m what they call a dual rate. I’m a dealer certain days and other days, I’m a supervisor. I work with numbers during the day and words at night. I find it to be a nice balance but I’d prefer to write full time and deal part time.
Do you hope to one day quit your day job to write full time or is writing your hobby?