David

So I am just sitting up late not being able to sleep. I do not feel tired. I am writing on my other blog I created for my writing, while also talking to a friend of mine who is an aspiring writer as well. His mind is more advanced if you ask me. I feel he will be a great success to the world with the books he is about to publish. Just from chatting with him gives me inspirations, because of his love for writing. He talks of it so fondly. He shows genuinely that he loves it. He wants to quit his day time job some day to be a writer, not for the money, but just to make it a living and make enough to live off of. Although I am sure David wouldn't complain if he made it big and earned big bucks off his book. So if you like unique minds you just might want to go over to his blog and check David out. Click on his name to go off to his blog.

Light Bulb Went Off In My Head

Alright, so I been trying to figure out a way to write my stories for my next book I want to do. Instead of writing it all out onto this particular blog I just had a good thought. DING DING DING!!! Light Bulb went off. I am going to create another blog completely separate from this one, because this blog I use strictly for my day to day stay at home mom and wife stuff and improvements with my daughter and favorite recipes and everything else that a stay at home mom blogs about. Once I get my blog up and on the go I will edit this particular blog post with the link to my new blog.

I'm Officially a Published Author! YAY

So I do not have my book in stores yet, but I am waiting upon a copy of my book first to proof read it and see if I like it, then if I do I just go online and click approve for submission to all the expanded distribution. It will be in stores in America, unfortunately not in Canada, however I have an e-store for anyone who wants to buy it offline you can order physical copies or e-books. Once I get my book and proof read and approve I will gladly post the link on here to to my e-store for people to buy a copy. I got to go for now I wish I had more time to write, but I have so much things to do right now. I will try to get on here soon enough.

Don't Quit School

Thought that I would get this out there while it is still fresh in my mind. I want to let young teenagers know that dropping out of high school is the worst decision that any one can make in their life. The reason why I write this is because I myself have dropped out of high school. And I want to get out there to everyone the importance of high school and how much I truly regret ever quitting school. I wish I could rewind my life back when I was seventeen. That is when I chose to quit school. I chose to quit, because I went through a rough a break up and seeing my ex everyday was not good. I got really deep into the relationship and it was not healthy. It got to the point of the ex threatening to get me beat up pretty much everyday with his little gang of girls always waiting outside my classes yelling at me what not. And I can tell you one thing now, I could have changed all of that by a simple transfer to another school. There is and was no excuse for me to quit. I would like to encourage any girl and guys even if you are going through a phase of thinking that you are better off with out your education (which you are not). I can honestly say I wish I just transfered schools and carried on with my life. I wish I was educated and had my diploma from high school. It stops me from getting even a normal job. I need a job in order to save up money for the course I really want to do and these days you can't even get a job pumping gas or even being a cashier at a dollar store with out your high school diploma. It hinders me from being able to do anything that I want to do. And now I need to brush up on my high school by getting my GED. Which I did do at one point, but I wrote the GED test and failed 3 out of 5 exams and got discouraged thinking I am stupid and did not try again until a year later and I had rewrite the all 5 exams again with out studying and failed again. Not this is what I am going through and now I am married with a daughter of whom I can't provide for on my own. I am a dependent of my husband and I don't want to be. I wish I was able to have income of my own contributing in my house, but because I can't get a normal cashier job to even pay for me to save up for the Cosmetics Course I want to take I sit at home feeling like I am worthless to my family when it comes to this particular topic in my life. Now that I have a kid it is time consuming and now I have no time what so ever to even think of studying.  It really makes you feel like a failure not getting your education so I plead and beg of all teenagers thinking or contemplating on quitting school to now do so. My life is now myself being a homemaker slaving on my kid (which I have no problem doing, I love my kid and I love my husband and love cooking and cleaning for them), but I wish I was doing it all the right way the way I was suppose to do so everything would be stress free with out doing with out all the time.

Minor Poetry Book Problem

My book is coming along great with my poetry in place the way I want it. I can upload my file with all my document content anytime I want, but something keeps holding me back. Something inside me keeps saying that I didn't write enough poems. I am not too sure if it is because I did not write about every single person in my life and I just want to avoid the issue of hurting certain people. I feel I do owe them, but not entirely. I write what I feel and half the time when I write I write about people that mainly made some form of positive or negative impact in my life. I feel that close friends and family members will be hurt if they do not have a 'special' poem written about them. Maybe I don't owe every friend and family member. I fear that if I don't go out of my way to write about everyone that they won't buy my book and help spread the word. I am not sure what to do. I do not want to hold off any longer, but not sure what to do. I draw blanks half the time I sit down and try to write poetry about family and friends that I think of that will be offended if they aren't written about at all. So maybe I should just forget what everyone thinks. Not every friend and family member usually makes strong impacts on your life like certain people do. But just because they aren't written about does not make them insignificant to me. I truly love all my family and all my friends. I just don't want to hurt anyone's feelings when they read my book and see that there are no relating poems to them with certain inside jokes made into a poetry riddle that only THEY would know is for them. I know some people are looking for poetry with that twist on it to know it is their poem about them with out me making mention. My intent is not to hurt anyone, but maybe I am just being too softy. I feel that for all family and friends that are at least understanding will understand that if they do not find a poem/poems written about them that it does not mean I don't think of them highly. Sometimes when you think of certain events or thing your experience with certain people it may sometimes be too personal to write about or sometimes I just can't think up the appropriate words to write about them. I hope to all you guys that aren't mentioned that you will understand it is not a personal thing I have against anyone. And who knows. I still write new poems now all the time that may contribute to another book for me to publish. So maybe a new fresh start. So I am done venting now. I had to get this off my chest.

Made A Decision

So I have mentioned previously about a month or two ago, that I was unsure what I am going to do about my book idea. My poetry is pretty ready to be published so I made a final decision to write a book about my experiences through a Private Christian Church Based school. I know that most people will judge the book by its cover, because of what it is about due to thinking it is a goody two shoe book. (Which it really is not). Half the kids that even attended the private christian church school were really bad.  Although I find it makes for a good real story, because I am sure if my former principal ever gets to read this book her hair would curl to know half the stuff that went on the school. Including myself. I wasn't a Saint either, but I am not going to say I was the worst. So anyways be prepared to hear more updates of how I am making out with my writing. As of right now I am just doing the old fashion 'spider web' to get all the ideas and topics and events that took place while attending the school.  Anyways I better get going. Got lots to do.

Easter Traditions

So Easter just came and gone. I told myself when I was pregnant for Aaliyah that I would not submit to the pagan ritual's and holidays. Since there is no such thing as the Easter bunny, but of course I gave in. Silly me. I was walking through the mall seeing all the Easter decorations and candies in dollar stores, Wal-mart & Zellers. I just could not help myself. All the outfits like bunny head pieces are too cute and very adorable on babies. So this year I made it short and sweet. I got Aaliyah necessary gifts for Easter. I followed more of the same kind of tradition my parents did for my brother and I. They would buy miniature chocolate eggs wrapped in foil. Make one trail for me and one for Joel. They would also buy gifts for us. The trail would start from outside our bedrooms and then stop by top of the stairs with a small gift on the first step going down. Something small like a the chocolate bunnies, then the trail made its way down the bottom of the stairs, then it would be a hollow bunny, then trailing into the living room would be like a cosmetic product for me and a wrestling figure for Joel. As the trail kept going the gifts got a little bigger. So I did that type of Easter with Aaliyah except for the fact that I tried to at least keep God on mind too. Aaliyah's trail started in the living room from the couch to the mini coffee table, then her first gift was a hollow bunny, then a little ways away was another gift package of mini eggies, then the next gift was a bag of what looked like soothers, but had candy on them and the front looked like bunny teeth, then the present along the trail was some nice colorful headbands, then the last present was a DVD of The Miracles of Jesus. It is a nice little cartoon. Aaliyah enjoyed watching it and so did I. I do not want to take from the real meaning of certain holidays even if it pagan to celebrate Easter if I am going to. I at least want Aaliyah to know the real meaning/reason behind why it is celebrated even if it is not commanded to celebrate this day in the bible.