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Patience… Just Patience

Oh, I ‘m low on this, but I know it’s a life lesson. There’ll be a light at the end of the tunnel, but I probably should explain right? For the past couple months, I’ve been unable to work. That’s because doctors are taking their time trying to figure out what is wrong with me physically. I’ll only say the pain is bad enough where I cannot work the physically demanding jobs I used to perform. After four months of searching, they finally possess a lead. Funny, considering they almost gave up on me, but I needed to push… It’s the only way I seem to get treatment now-a-days. The problem is my money flow became nonexistent, and I’m not getting hired at the sit down/remote jobs I tried to apply for. Not really anyone to blame there. My resume is filled with active jobs and a dream to become a full-time writer. I’d hire the more qualified individuals myself. But I still possess some hope. I know deep down everything will turn out alright; even when fighting my own inner demons on the subject. My dream will come true, I’ll get better, a job will come, and money won’t be an issue. I need to believe it for I don’t want to lose myself, the ones I love, or the life I’ve built with my wife.

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About the Author: Research

Phew. The last week for yours truly has consisted of nonstop query letters, writing, and research. Research into what you may ask? I was investigating why agents want to know about the author. I know ironic given the above title, but it has confused me. In my mind, I am merely the story teller of a grande tale. My characters should be the ones they focus on and how they interact with their world. People want to escape and read about the story not really about the life of someone they could meet on the street. However, looking further into the matter I began to realize why they want it so badly. They are searching for someone they can get along with and peak their interest. Someone who has had a good amount of life experiences that they can knit into their stories; giving more dimensions to situations that go beyond black and white. They want that writer who puts every bit of themselves into their work and believes their story is worth telling. Well, that is my theory anyway. In the spirit of this, I am going to share below a few events I have experienced in my life time.

Learned a different language: At one time, I learnt how to speak the basics of four different languages those being German, Latin, Spanish, and Mandarin Chinese. Before anyone asks, no I do not remember much of any of them. In my writing, I use different languages to name my characters and places; that way exposing a bit of culture to everyone.

Experienced nature: One of my favorite things to do. It is serene to be able to sit in the middle of the forest with the bugs buzzing, the birds chirping, chipmunks scurrying about, leaves rustling, and the wind dancing across ones skin. The scent of pine in the air is one of my favorite smells. I also am an avid geocacher and will go on long hikes. Those who do not know what that is, think treasure hunt but on a massive scale.

Read Books: Always take time to read a good story. There is almost nothing more satisfying than seeing a character develop over the course of a book or getting lost in a world unlike our own. My favorite authors include J. R. R. Tolkien, C. S. Lewis, J. K. Rowling. Charles Dickens, and Homer.

Spend a day without electricity: Something about handwriting my thoughts really gets me pumped. Especially after finishing a story, I feel like I want to run a mile. Course playing board games with family with no electronics is a fun afternoon too. Its funny how much we ignore the buzzing of our tech. A day without electricity provides a romantic setting for a candle light dinner that I have always gotten hazy eyes. Then hiding under a blanket fort because one is never to old to be young. That makes sense right?

Go on stage and be applauded: Once upon a time and a galaxy way far away I used to act and sing. It was invigorating to get reactions from the audience from my performance. Of course it was also ironic. Why? You see I am diagnosed with General Anxiety Disorder, so you would think that being on stage would be the last place I want to be. Believe it or not, it was very therapeutic. It got me to be way more confident about myself and to not get so bent out of shape about change.

For now I will leave it at that, do not want to give you my life’s story all at once. If you got any questions for me, please feel free to comment below or contact me. Thanks to everyone who supports me by liking, following, and sharing my posts. Until next time, I wish you the greatest of travels in this world.