Daily Prompt – Time

 

So I was a little stumped for a post and thought I would go to the daily prompt for inspiration for today’s post! When I realised what today’s prompt was, I have to say I was pleased! It actually gives a reason to go over past issues I’ve had when I was growing up and hurtful comments I had while at school!

 

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I arrive at school on a normal day wondering what today will bring. The morning was the start to a new week and the class were already sat in their seats. The room was noisy so with my head down I walked to the back of the class and sat at the empty space at the table.

I was only around 9 years old but already aware I wasn’t one of the popular girls. I was just me, with a few friends that hung around together. My best friend at the time was Gail, a new girl that had come to start at our school. When she first started I was so relieved that I had a friend who I could be best friends with. We immediately connected and became fast friends pretty quickly. I offered my seat for her to sit with me, I had no-one else to sit with.

I always remember that the kids were cruel. It became pretty obvious that I wasn’t going to be one of the popular crowd. I was just a normal girl that blended into the class. No-one special just me, youngest of the family of sisters brothers and half siblings. I wouldn’t say I was bullied, I just never felt accepted as part of the in crowd. They all talked to me, they weren’t cruel just the odd comment that hurt.

I have almond shaped eyes and of course at an age where comments about your looks would make you feel very self-conscious you wouldn’t want to feel an outsider. Hurtful comments like ‘chinky’ as I often got called were soul destroying when you thought you were different but in reality, I was only called this a couple of times but its something I’ve always remembered.

I’m now a ‘grown up” and although these comments affected me then. I wish I knew what I know now. I’ve since discovered that several people were jealous of my eyes. Ridiculous really when I think of all the taunting they did. My Mum, the wonderful lady that she was, always said to me,  “Darling, they only say those things because they’re jealous. They wish they had beautiful eyes like you. Don’t shy from them darling. Embrace them.”  Obviously, my reply was “Shut up Mum! They’re not jealous! They hate me.” I wish I could tell my Mum now that I know she was right. I’d give anything to say to her. “Thank you, Mum.” Most of all want to thank her.

She was a special lady to everyone who knew her. She would go out of her way to help people, be an ear to listen and be there for the joys and tribulations. She was there for anyone who needed her, whether they were there for her or not.

So you are probably wondering how this blog post falls into the word prompt of time. That is the most magical thing about my Mum. She always had time. She would make time for people, her children, family and friends. I think in the fast paced world we live in now we should all remember that we should always make time for people. Listen when someone wants to talk. Stop and slow down because before you know it, time will pass you by and the ones that were always there for you won’t be anymore. I love my parents so much and every day hurts. Take the time and ask someone special in your life how they are. Be the ear that they may need and listen to them too.

 

Madison

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Stranger

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Flash Fiction #5

 

The feeling of unease is intense as I walk along hiding in the shadows of trees. The noise is there just behind me beating amongst the rain as it pelts hard against my skin. Footsteps, gaining on me, getting louder and echoing in my mind causing panic as I imagine the terror the other girls have felt before me. Forgetting my umbrella was the first mistake I made as I left in a rush. The second mistake was leaving my phone. The phone that right now could save me from the fate I’m up against.

I begin to quicken my pace as my heart beat thumps against my chest. I feel the cold against my skin as I can hear the slow rumble of thunder in the distance and count the seconds between the flash and crash of the storm.As I glance behind me he is still there, with his head bent forward, his fast walking pace shortens the gap between us. His form looms over me as I make my feet walk faster.

I look around for an open shop, but at this time of the night I’m unlucky, the street is dark and being so late, even pubs have long closed. I walk quicker to get to a safe place. As I turn the corner, up ahead I see the Tesco Extra and feel overpowered with relief as I see the lights on and someone dash inside. I begin to run as the heavens open and torrential rain beats down on my body making my sheer silk dress transparent. I feel the tension begin to slip, knowing I can get away from the stranger who has followed me for the last half a mile. Looking behind me again I see the stranger has begun to run too. My panic rising I feel my breathing quicken and my chest tightens as a panic attack threatens to challenge my escape.

I run faster and as I slip inside the shop, glancing over my shoulder, his shadow catches up and envelopes me as he follows me inside. Tensing as I wait for the attack, he bumps into me and apologises. “Sorry love, awful weather out there!” I lean against the drinks cabinet and sigh as I try to catch my breathe again, realising he was heading here all along and is not the serial killer everyones trying to catch!

Camp NaNoWriMo

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What is Camp NaNoWriMo?

 

July brings up Camp NaNoWriMo, a month of scheduled writing to reach targets we set on any writing projects we may have. If you have never heard of NaNoWriMo before I will tell you what it is but first do any of the following points resound for you?

  1. You are halfway through a current novel and stuck for ideas?
  2. You lack inspiration and haven’t got the energy to get back into the writing zone?
  3. You procrastinate thinking of ideas but don’t do anything other than think?
  4. You want to write but never actually get round to doing it.
  5. You never schedule time to write?

If you can answer yes to any of those five questions then camp NaNoWriMo is most definitely for you and you should 100% consider signing up!

 

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What commitment will I be making?

National Novel Writing Month is approaching in July and is the ideal time for you to get back into the writing chair and either start your first novel or finish what you started.

A month of scheduled time within your day that you spend writing and adding to your current work in progress. Its very well claiming  ‘I will start tomorrow’ but actually never do it. If you participate in Camp NaNoWriMo you are making a commitment to write 50’000 words. This can be added to what you already have or will make a start on what you already have. You may feel that is a lot of words but you set your word count. If you want to do less that is fine too as is to set it at a higher word count.

What you need to do is sign up to the official page www.campnanowrimo.org and create an account. Once you have done that you can start by creating your writing project. Deciding your word count you are aiming to write in July and browse the website for the other feature on offer.

If you decide to join me and millions of other writers around the world you will have many other features to access, including chat rooms called cabins. I have created a private cabin called The Fiction Cafe. Cabins are Camp NaNoWriMo’s version of a writing group. Up to twenty writers can bunk together in a virtual cabin to create a personal writing community. Some readers are part of our Facebook writing group so most of our chatting will be done there but this is another option. There are also inspiration writing resources and forums where you can chat to other writers.

I participated in NaNoWriMo in November 2016 and won by writing 52’000 words which created the basis of my first novel Forgotten Memories. In July I will be aiming to write a further 50’000 words which will then create the basis story that I will then edit and flesh out to create my first manuscript. Writing a novel in a month doesn’t mean it has to be completed to submit. It just means you have a basis to perfect! The thought of having a novel written by the end of July is an amazing achievement and I hope that many of you will join me in my writing journey!

 

Madison

NaNoWriMo | November is the Start of Something Big!

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November is National Novel Writing Month. I decided to write a book a little over three months ago and have thrown myself into the world of writers and authors full on and at full speed. It is something I have always wanted to do but never felt the confidence to be able to go ahead and chase the dream.The inspirational time came when I was sat talking to my daughter in a launderette while folding our summer clothes on holiday in Cornwall. I told her that I wanted to write a book. She looked at me with a frown and puzzled look. “You have never wanted to do that”. Well, actually she was wrong. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do but never looked into it. The fact that I had spoken about this dream out loud was the stepping stone I needed to do it. I can’t tell someone I want to do it and not even attempt to go for it.

Once we arrived home from our holiday I opened an account with WordPress and started this blog which was the first stepping stone to start a dream!

Fast forward three months and we are the start of NaNoWriMo.  I’m on day 4 of what will be a crazy, busy, stressful month of sitting at my laptop writing the transcript for my first book ‘Forgotten Memories’ It has been pretty smooth going so far. I’ve hit my goals each day for my word counts and I’m actually feeling it’s going pretty smoothly! I am fitting in a couple of hours a day and slowly chipping away at a 50’000 word novel as I shovel sand into a box to build sandcastles later once I edit. (I love that quote!) In fact I have totally smashed my word counts! At this rate I will be writing an 80’000 word novel!

It’s exciting! Im actually writing! I feel I’m doing well and I have three people who will be offering critique once the first draft is written and edited.

So anyone reading this who thinks they want to write a novel, DO IT! I wish I had started years ago and hadn’t waited so long to follow a dream!

Tell me about your NaNo journey and your dreams!

 

Madison Ward!

Everyday Inspiration – Day 4: A Story in a Single Image

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So, again I slipped on the blogging university challenges! Oops. I’m back on it now … again Day 4 was to post a photo from a selection provided to spark a post for today. The above image is the one I’ve chosen.

I went to Cornwall in the summer with my family and our local doggy walk looked to be something very similar to this one. I actually posted a photo within a post at the beginning of my blogging journey. So the reason I chose this image? Looking at the photo makes me smile. It’s the serenity the Forrest or woods give me. There is something very special about walking through the trees walking your dog with the morning light peeking through the trees.

Its creates a very calming atmosphere where I can reflect on my life. Suffering from anxiety sometimes you just need the quiet to hear the jumble of thoughts in your mind.   As I hear the morning break with the sounds of birds the feelings of happiness often wash over me. Just getting out in the fresh air gives a feeling of release especially if I’m on my own. If I could have any wish it would be for there to be a wood on my doorstep that I could get up early in the morning and take my little Pup on a walk in. For me the nearest is a 10 minute walk away but believe me with 3 children to get ready for school I don’t have the time first thing to travel to a wood to begin my quiet ideal walk.

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In the morning sunshine,

I wander through the trees,

Listening to birds,

As I in and out weave.

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The birds tweet a beautiful song,

As I walk Little Pup and reflect, strolling along.

So what about yourselves? Describe what would your ideal doggy walk is or would be? Do you get inspiration first thing in the morning? Do you spend time in the quiet woods to reflect while walk or running too?

 

 

 

 

NaNoWriMo 2016

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I’ve not been writing for very long, one month in fact and I’ve come across a post about the ‘National Novel Writing Month‘. This is something I have never heard of but having read about it I’m really excited and have decided to participate.

After finding out what it entails I’ve gone through a series of emotions from wonder to fear to nervousness and of course excitement. Quite frankly it is scary as you have to its  minimum of 50,000 word for your book to be classed as a novel. If you only reach a word count of 30,000 you can pass it as a novella but NaNoWriMo is about novels so you target has to be 50,000.

50,000 words … thats a lot of words! It works out to around 1,667 words per day! That is quite some number and it means a daily commitment to getting a target word count done. If you fall behind it will mean there is serious catching up to do! It runs for the whole of November and once joined up you have access to an online community and forums and a profile where you can track your progress! You can start writing from Nov 1st until 30th Nov 2016.

So we have just over a month to get ourselves organised for this so what preparations do I need to do? I’m guessing my main concern should be an idea for a novel which I do have but apart from the few notes I have for some ideas of how my story will pan out thats as far as I have got. I think my focus will be planning an outline of the book including chapters, cliffhangers and settings,  a start, middle and end to a story. Characters will be created as I write but I have 5 main character for my idea. I will share a little insight into my story … but before I do, first I need to be clear what that is!

So the next question for me is how do I join the forums? I’ve logged on but the links for the forums don’t seem to be working. I’m eager to get going and start the planning process!

I may have answered some of the same questions you initially had if you had never heard of it before. If not and I have missed something please ask away in the comments!

I’m looking forward to the challenge! Who is joining me?  Are you participating? If you are Great! Add you name to comments and add me as a writing buddy!

 

Flash Fiction #2

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Morning Coffee

I pick up my Latte in one hand lacing my fingers around the handle and cradle it with the other. I take small sips while peering over the top. He is exquisite. Tall, tanned with short brown hair that is flicked to the side. Dark brown piercing eyes. He wears a suit jacket that reaches his belt and underneath black trousers, white shirt with the top two buttons un-done. He is ridiculously wet from the rain and I notice a small drip of water make its way down a strand of hair and splash onto the papers he is organising.  As he leans over the kitchen worktop, his trousers tighten around his rear giving a perfectly rounded form.

As I glance at him ruffling the papers around I feel he has captured me at the wrong moment as I admire his firm arm muscles through his jacket. He glances at me sideways, smiling revealing a dimple, as he realises he caught me admiring him.

“Are you okay Lucy?” he says with a wry smile

“Yes, of course.”  I’m not giving anything away.

He looks back to the papers, collecting them together and declares they are ready for signing. He walks over to me and shows me where to sign. Taking the pen he holds out, I slide the papers toward me as I watch him, watching me.  Putting his hands into his pockets and staring at me, smiling, making me feel very vulnerable.

“You understand what this means don’t you Lucy?”

“Uh-huh”  I reply without looking at him, I sip my coffee. I read them over slowly and deliberately as he awaits my answer. I sign where he has put a small cross and pass them back to him.  He takes the pen from me and brushes his hand across mine, pausing deliberately as I flush with excitement.

I look up with confidence replacing my embaressment,  “It means I’m going to be working really hard as your PA. You’ve made a deal here that I can’t refuse but there is one question I need to ask.”

“Of course, ask away”

“The overtime, I assume that is outside of working hours and unpaid.” I’m not that kind of girl.

He smiles and steps towards me. He places his right hand on my cheek, sliding his fingers through my hair and behind my ear as he leans in close to me.  I can feel his breath on my face. “That my beautiful is expected with no pay! You my dear are far from what you are suggesting. You are my reward for a hard day at work” He leans in and kisses me as I lead him toward the stairs.