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Control is something we covet to have. Freedom from all, anything, that our hands will be able to heal from years of hard work embedded on our palms. As I put my poetry book together, I too see how the past years I desired this control over a force I thought oppressed us all.
Illusion? Fear? My words changed each year just as my prayers did, so that I too can gain more control over an illusion or fear that has been fed to me in tales told when I was young. Goodnight.
Thank you, all!
Amazing, isn’t it? A flash of paper, mixed with 15 years of hiding the manuscript, then taking a leap of faith out of the darkness of a sinister contract and going rogue; and here it is! So many swear words are racing around me – behind my back of course- but The Wrath of Jeremy has been launched at the right time in this world- weird. It began, like most of my stories, with an unanswered question that no one wanted to touch and that led to a steep journey where the answer wasn’t so obvious.
I guess now’s the time when the world needs a book like this, especially with so many- for some mixed reason- worshiping the dark when the light is the only thing that has helped them their entire lives.
The Wrath of Jeremy is starting to climb fast. Thank you, all. 🙂
Wow! 12 years ago – or more- I was trapped in a nightmare publisher that literally took my writing career hostage. Ever since I began to escape from negative things and begin where my life left off, I can now say that my third book is in the review process! I can’t believe that my third book will finally see the light of day- don’t know when- but I’m reading it now. It’s a love story and it’s about a girl. LOL. But I wrote it to help millions of girls -and boys- to see that they are special in every way. This is a moment that I only dreamt of, not thinking that it would ever come and always keeping it in the back of my mind and pretending that it didn’t matter. Rather it sucked the life out of me. In a way, I was keeping my own books hostage. I don’t want to reveal the title of it, but it’s in the ‘happening’ phase. I can’t wait to get all caught up with my past stories so I can start creating new ones- ones that have been in my head for year, and others that are fresh- so I can continue to do what God intended for me to do. When I began this blog I was trapped. Now, I can say that I’m a bestseller. Wow!
Well, my second book is completed, launched, advertised and read. Now onto my third book, which is somewhat finished, I guess, but I still have to revise. It’s amazing how sometimes your soul postpones things against your will, and then finally allows you to complete them, in a different way, with much better results than you could have ever anticipated. I was born to be a writer — I didn’t want to be it; I wanted to be a doctor. Oh yes, a doctor. Which bring me to the closing part that my subconscious wants me to write. Fine!
Fear is a great friend. It’s an emotion that stems from another place – God-like- and directs you ironically away from the place it needs for you to go. Listen to it. I know it sucks that it has to feel that way; but fear is a strong emotion, and it knows that about you.