Do the Work.

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Even the magic beanstalk has to be climbed. There is no instant success. Find the path that suits you but the path will always be part of a long work — walking it, clearing it, fighting the monsters than cross it. And the path is often long and winding and testing.

Almost

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I have found a book printing service that is perfect for independent self-publishing authors. All I have to do (aside form raising the funds to print) is to have an actual finished book. Which is the whole point really.

So once and for all, I sat down and worked on the book. It’s a poetry book. The poems are there, it’s just a matter of sorting and filtering and deciding which to include. The illustrations are there, it’s just a matter of sorting and deciding which to use. But I have been putting it all off because it did not feel like it was going to go anywhere.

I can’t say exactly what changed, but now it feels like there is somewhere to go.

Red Lights

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Stifled. Suspended. Delayed. Suppressed. Stopped. Restrained. Cornered.

These were the words that suffocated me on Thursday night. The whole day I had been bracing myself to a version of giving up under the guise of being sensible.

I was at the end of a road.

And then Friday came.

 

The Elusive Strawberry

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A dozen flavours, more than half of which are variations of chocolate, and no strawberry.

This was the disappointment I had to deal with all afternoon as I walked the long lengths of a mall hoping to satisfy a week-old craving for strawberry ice cream. I was in the mall to help out my mom buy a few things and I was promised ice cream. But no strawberry. I finally settled for the McDonald’s version of vanilla soft-serve with strawberry syrup. But it’s not the same. It’s not what I imagined.

Just because everyone else makes a big deal of chocolate. So everything is chocolate.

I am not a chocolate fan. I give away most if not all chocolate gifts that I receive. I like strawberry. And vanilla. But today I am not craving for vanilla (which was available). I want strawberry.

The few shops that did have strawberry were ridiculously expensive for a single scoop – high-priced gelatos or yogurt masquearding as ice cream. No thanks. I want classic good old-fashioned plain strawberry ice cream. Preferably two scoops. Or three.

No luck today.