My friends tell me I’m crazy about this dream I once had.
They all laugh and mock till my foolish heart bleeds,
For the love it truly needs.
I dreamt of a man,
who took my hand,
and told me I needn’t do much,
just get used to his touch.
How could I?
It was all elusive to me.
you see, love never came to me.
How could I just be?
Yet he whispered in my ear,
told me things that made me shiver,
that promised to deliver.
It felt so real that to this day,
I sit here waiting,
for my dream man.
So I’m Goodreads famous.
For the past couple of weeks, I have been stressing about my book. Whether or not people will love it if it will sell successfully. I expected average reviews. 3-4 stars rating. But to get five? That is absolutely amazing! It’s been an adventure. And now that I’ve gotten my feet wet, I am writing furiously for my second novel. I think all the jitters and kinks have been worked out.
Also, if you guys are interested, click the link below and give the book a look-see.
I love you all,
The title of my book, by the way. I am pleased to announce that my very own historical romance novel will be available to purchase on November 1st. As I have mentioned previously, I cannot wait to see the response. I am hopeful for positive feedback, simply because I love the genre, and I want to contribute something to it. I love to write. Anything and everything, and the chance to be able to do this full-time is a dream. Anyways, my book blurb is below, and my cover reveal will be tomorrow. EEEEEK! So excited!
Shout-out to Enticing Journey Book Promotions…EEEEEEK!!
Karina Bardot, daughter to the Duke and Duchess of Essex has always been overlooked. Plain, and too involved in her novels, she was resigned to being a spinster for the rest of her life.No man could possibly match the heroes she read about in her quiet time, so, she was content with letting her books be the loves of her life.
Quite thrilled with it actually.
That was until her parents informed her of her sudden betrothal to a Marquis. She barely even knew of her own engagement, and now she is to meet her future husband? Now Karina’s forced to endure a season filled with endless parties, mind-numbing conversation, and dress shopping. Something she detested more than ballrooms.
Captain Cole Black asked his men to do one job. Find the woman who stole expensive fabrics from their trade deal, and return to the ship posthaste. He was leery of being in London for too long, as having left the high society life, with its obligations and stifling rules of decorum long ago. Cole was confident that his men would return with the woman responsible for their delay, and continue on their journey. Only his men returned with someone else entirely. And the ship had already left port.
Will Karina finally get the excitement, and adventure she’s been craving all along? And Will Cole finally realize that his greatest treasure is not lost at sea?
What do you think? Too cheesy? To romantic? Let me know.
So today I did something I thought I would never do: I let all my Facebook friends and family know about my book. I have kept this secret for over a year, and to finally be able to announce my book will be published come the first week of November gave me so much joy. I have always kept quiet about things in my life, deciding to use my platform to congratulate others and talk about news events that are shaping our world.
But not today.
No, today I flexed a bit. And I’m not mad about it. It caused my mind to wander into the whys. Why don’t we shout our accomplishments from the rooftops? Why are we afraid to sometimes show others how far we’ve come? I know that I’ve been taught as a young girl to not be boastful. I would agree only to an extent. If you have worked hard, given everything to a project, or something you love, you should boast about it. So people understand your passion, but how proud you are of accomplishing what most would think the unattainable.
Another reason why I posted today my truth, is because I want everyone to know that you don’t always have to do things the conventional way. My life, up to this point was conventional. I went to school, went to grad school, then entered the workforce. Every day for a year and a half, I woke up at an ungodly hour, commuted to the city, and did my nine to five. Was I truly happy? No. But I did what society expected from me. We cannot do that.
As a people, we have to learn to be individuals. We have to do what is right for us, and not what someone thinks is right for us? You get me? Let’s start that trend. Instead of being followers, find our own path, and try that door. If it fails, you could always do the conventional thing.
But I don’t think you’ll fail.
(If you’ve read Astell you catch my drift)
I know that you feel tired. If you’re like me and you’ve just seen a bunch of rom-coms then you know what I’m talking about.
You’re looking for a man.
And not just any man, no the hero, the savior of dreams, the slayer of dragons, the one that loves to dance and can hold a tune. He’s supposed to make your knees quiver, He’s supposed to make you throw your head back in shameless abandon, and make you wanna say his name….
Sorry, just finished reading a Katheleen E. Woodiwiss book.You get what I’m saying?
The problem is, when this man comes about, at first he tends to need you, want you, may even say he loves you,
But does he really mean it? What about years down the road, when you are ready to have children, when you are ready to be the best soccer mom on the planet only to find that it was all a lie? Oh what to do? Well let me enlighten you.You see I’m tired. I’ve heard a lot and seen a lot. As you’ve read this past sentence you’re probably smirking thinking to yourself, “Now what has Nicole seen in her 24 years of life that would make her even close to a veteran?”
Ladies, you don’t know the half of it. Men say that we are controlled by our emotions; and that may be true 90% of the time. That however doesn’t excuse, nor condone the recent behavior men have exhibited to women. (Especially the behavior I have seen) Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not in any way bitter, or wishing the death of the male gender. But I want them to really see the damage that is being done to women by their own hands.
I’ve seen a woman, give up her whole life, give everything to a man just to find out that giving everything still isn’t good enough. I’ve seen a man have a woman work, provide, basically everything and be just quietly observing on the sideline.
I’ve seen a woman who wants to start the next chapter of her life, but can’t even move on because of false information.
Does any of this sound familiar to you?
On Lifetime, there is a movie coming out in a couple of weeks about three women, who are friends and vow to be married by the end of that year. While this journey is happening we see the friendship between the women, the ups and downs in their life along with the men who invade their minds, hearts, and bodies.
Now the movie had me at first; Just looking at the previews, hearing the Sia “Chandelier” song had me going. But the more I watched the more disturbed I became. Why should that be the goal? Why are women always written as wanting to get married, or have to be because of what other people think?
Now take Samantha from Sex and the City. Now that was a woman.
Someone who did what they wanted, whenever they wanted, and didn’t answer to anyone specifically no man. And the character created in part by a woman?
WHY SAY IT AIN’T SO!
What happened to her? That story came under backlash from men, and conservative women.(Who I think secretly wanted to screw just as Samantha did but who am I to say) Is a story only realistic if a woman character wants to get married and have babies, only to find out decades later that he didn’t want to marry you, didn’t really love you, you were a duty, or he’s been cheating on you the entire time?
Ladies, If you are like me then please help me do something about it! I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Ladies we’ve changed the world before, and we can do it again.
It’s not the holidays that have me full of cheer,
Nor the consumption of beer.
Truthfully it’s the upcoming fear,
That is near.
The next year is just about here.
For the first time I’m clear.
Free of the hustle and bustle of constants sneers.
Free from the inhumanely leers.
peer, sheer, jeer,
You know what’s real.
There’s a change in me,
and for once it’s letting me be.
I can see!
Darling please pass me the tea.
I’m here on solid ground,
I’m future bound,
And it’s more than my heart can compound.
People have kept me in the past.
They’ve kept me down,
Now I’m glad,
I can no longer be mad.
“Never do a single thing in the anticipation to prove something to someone who has hurt you. If someone has hurt or offended you (whoever that person may be), never perform anything or strive for anything in your life with the mind of proving something to that someone/ to those people. May nothing that you do be done with any thought of them in mind. There is nothing that needs to be proven.”
― C. JoyBell C.
Sorry for the delay. I want to make sure that I have something good to say, that’s why I wait.
That’s what I tell myself.
Yesterday was tough. Real tough. Recent developments have happened in my life forcing me to make drastic decisions I never thought I would have to make. It hurts because when you thought you finally found some peace, or that you could open yourself up to trust, you find out that it was all a false sense of security to begin with. The quote above really struck me because most people do things to prove a point to someone. You know the usual, “I’ll show you,” or, “They will regret ever ignoring me,” spiel. The reason that line of thinking is a losing battle is because you are letting that person control you’re actions. You shouldn’t give that person the satisfaction of your brain time. I say all this to say I too was having the same line of thought until this morning. I woke up, made some decisions, and set about being a whole new person. Not one that isn’t recognizable but one that realizes the error of her ways, and a person willing to not only rectify, but make sure these mistakes are not repeating.
I hope this is able to reach you. If you are hurt, hurting, or wanting a way to start over know that you’re not alone. That no matter how hard it gets, no matter the circumstances you can finish the task given. A wise woman told me to forgive and move on. Not for them, but for yourself.
At the news station yesterday all anyone could talk about on the different outlets was how the house republicans were not passing the ObamaCare bill and how the president himself wouldn’t compromise because he’s already negotiated enough on everything else. If both parties fail to agree on something soon, the U.S. is looking at a government shutdown.
This makes me sick.
We have so many issues in our own country that we need to fix. Apart from health care, there is child hood obesity, making sure families are not thrown out of their own homes, Keeping up literacy, and mathematic rates in all schools (especially with minority children) Allowing young adults to afford college; I could go on but do you see the point i’m trying to make? We have serious issues in our own country and we need to come together as a nation and try fixing these dilemmas. Whether you’re a democrat, republican, libertarian, independent; These are problems affecting us all and we need to stand united. Call me optimistic but I think that working together for the common good would be a nice change instead of refusing to work with one group of people because of their political standing. I asked my dad what he thought of all the craziness going on in Washington and do you know what he said? “Nikki, I stopped listening to and agreeing with politics a long time ago. We have so many issues and all politicians do is talk about the problems. They never try to solve it.” Some may not agree with what my dad says, but I’m going to have to take his stance on this one.
“Life is problems. Living is solving problems.” -Raymond E. Feist, “Silverthorn”
Good morning world!
I hope that you had an interesting weekend. I know I did.
I spent my weekend drugged up on Alka-Seltzer, and Benadryl trying to cure what seems like a 48 hour bug. While I was laying in my drug-induced haze I had my laptop as a companion, which made the pain more bearable. Saturday, as I was scrolling through the breaking news feed that was on the Bing homepage I couldn’t believe what constituted as breaking news;
Halle Berry being pregnant.
We have North Korea basically saying that they will continue to make nuclear weapons, a U.S. diplomat who was killed in an Afghan mission, and the Iron Lady, who I think in my opinion changed women in politics-especially for Britain- and all we can concentrate on is Halle Berry?
Don’t get me wrong. I think she is a talented actress. I also think she is gorgeous, and from the media’s take seems to be down-to-earth for someone who has so much. However, I think that journalists should really consider what is news and what is not.
When I visit news websites such as The Guardian, The Globe and Mail, The Independent, and even The Telegraph I felt as if they are reporting on real issues that affect not just their part of the country but the entire world. As a future journalist, I would rather have my name tied to exposing a Watergate scandal than interviewing Kim Kardashian about her refusing to wear maternal wear because of her vanity. So what should we do?
Cut out the unnecessary crap.
We need to hear and know about the real issues instead of which celebrity decided to get married again. So in memory of Ms. Smedinghoff, a woman who died doing what she thought was best for her country, and the country she was working for I urge you to really considered what is important in life.