We All Have Those Days and WIPpet Wednesday
Afternoon everyone, how’s your Wednesday going?
Me? Well, I’m just stirring out of bed and about to start on a LONG day of writing. Classes started back Monday and the list of what must be done is kind of long for one week, which includes my own writing and blogging.
Yesterday, threw me in for a loop.
I want to say this, though, before I tell you what happened.
- First; I don’t mind sharing my troubles or happiness. In fact, I’m quite pleased to be honored with lovely viewers that understand and am willing to understand my life and who I am.
- Second; try not to think negative about it. Yes, I grew up and in environment that is referred to as the “ghetto”. Now, I’m not saying that you awesome peeps would stereotype or anything I just want you to understand and get to know a little bit more about myself and the situation I sometimes undergo.
- And lastly; remember this all a part of life and growing up.
Not So Awesome Activities
Yesterday, the Fiancé and I had some “words,” with each other. Well, I told him some words and he just sat there with his head and in his hands. To be honest, right now, I am like a broken maiden hiding behind her own smiles and laughs. Every day I wake up, thinking to myself “I have to do better.” Not only for myself but for my children as well. It’s kind of rough but I’ve been handling it like a pro and kept striving with my head high. Because everyone knows walking with your head down means you’re waiting for surprises to knock you on your ass, instead of seeing them come and preparing for the impact. Let’s just say since my brother moved in my fiancé selfish meter increased to unthinkable measures. Birthday kind of flopped because of it. Yeah, don’t know if it will get better.
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards. –Søren Kierkegaard
On the other hand, my brother, who’s lived pretty much his whole life in the “streets” finds it extremely hard to do normal routines. And when he tries he sometimes gets pulled over by law enforcements and have to undergo through an unexpected search. Now, he’s been in prison also half his life, so he kind of have a bad face (all tattooed up, not my approval) and background. It only gets worse when he’s carrying around “bad things”. He doesn’t do any of it in my house but I have heard stories and it saddens me as his big sister.
We grew up struggling but that doesn’t mean we have to keep living in the struggle, another reason why education is important to me. Yesterday evening, on the way back home from Walmart, me and my best friend see two law enforcements. One is driving an undercover vehicle, a seemingly normal car on the outside but still have the technology law enforcements used in the inside. The other a typical cop car. The man they are arresting, yup, is my brother. He was on his way to pick up his pregnant girlfriend from work. Part of the officers duty, they perform a random search and pulls up his name in the system. He has a federal warrant. Luckily, we (my best friend and I) happened to spot him, which is how I got the information.
My day ended okayish in a bitter way. My baby brother going back to jail and my fiancé and I not talking the way we should. Yeah, freaking awesome.
So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about –Marilyn Monroe
Although, no matter how sad and emotional frustrating I was I continued to write. I completed the first draft of two short stories I’m thinking about using for school to self-publish. Yes, I said it. This course is all about Publishing and Distribution and that’s the name of the class. I’m super excited and looking forward to the essentials aspects of publishing stories and formatting them as an e-book. It’s going to be awesome.
Back to Wednesday’s
Do you know what day it is? It’s HUMP Day!
Yup and WIPpet Wednesday, of course. Today post is brought to you by Eris, the last protagonist in my novel Tellus: Rooted Vengeance. As we all know, to join in on the fun all you have to do is post an expert of your current work in progress, making sure it correlates somehow with the date and then linked it up with the rest of the WIPpeteers, here, and don’t forget to stop by others and see what awesome experts they’ve posted.
For today math it’s lucky seven divided by one giving you seven passionate paragraphs. (7÷ 1= 7)
Ai’s mouth opened slightly. His body relaxed. Without much thought he wrapped his arms around the girl. She sucked in air but he kept embracing her. He felt her breast pressed against his chest, her arms squeezed to the side. Their body heat merging as one. He placed a hand on her head and then slide it down, straightening her golden curls with the wetness of his hand. He kept this process until her body relaxed in his arms.
His embrace was warmth. The sort of warmth she had with Grandma Lia when they cuddled by the fire. Or when they picked strawapples from the forbidden garden. Or when she snuggled with Mikeà underneath the moon until they fell asleep, Mikeà in her arms. She laid her head upon his shoulders. “Ai, I’m afraid.”
He sighed but Eris felt his body trembled. He cleared his voice. “Don’t be. I will not lie to you because it will only hurt me. The odds may be slim but if you have a strong desire to live then you shall. I believe it with all my heart.” He tilted her head back, both their eyes glistening. “I have never known love until I saw the hazel in your eyes.” He came forward their nose touching.
Eris’s heart pounded so loud she thought he might heard it but he simply whispered that he felt it beating just as fast as his. She whispered out of breath, “My grandmother always told me ladies do not kiss and tell.”
He smiled, pushing back a damped curl from the side of her face. “My father always told me the heart gets what the heart wants.”
Eris’s heart pounded faster with that moment. If she was to give herself away to anyone it would be to Ai. To the first and last love she may ever witness. “Do you honestly want me? Me, and not what I ha—”
Ai pressed his lips against her’s in a sudden rush that she felt his breathing stop for a moment. His tongue interlocked with hers until she gave in to his kiss. If she would die this moment, she wouldn’t have died in regret. She had loved. Even if this love was only an impulse played by both parties. It was a love she was willing to accept.
And that’s it for today’s excerpt. Hope you guys enjoyed! Constructive criticism is definitely welcome. Until the next post, Happy Reading and Writing!