Tag: dreams

My Goals, Writing, and A Commitment.

Hey there!

In this next blog challenge, we were asked to consider our goals for writing. You would think this would be easy, but it wasn’t. I had a hard time putting into words what it is I want. I had to set aside any notions within myself that I assumed were cliche and be honest. Isn’t that the point? If not, then why do it at all? So let’s get real, my darlings.

Here we go!

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My Writing Goals:

~ Write something that creates an emotion within a reader. {Preferably positive.}
~ Have an avid fan of one {or more} of my works.
~ Maintain a consistent blog.
~ Get paid for writing something.
~ Publish a novel.
~ Finish: An October Midnight, Email Your Dreams and my {Untitled} Zombie Novel.
~ Edit Devastate and start on the sequel.
~ Write {possibly collab on} a horror anthology {or any genre, honestly}.

Why do you have a blog?

I have a blog because I have a vision.

It’s not grandiose.
Or unique from someone else’s.
It won’t change the world.
And yes, it’s probably been done before.

But it’s my vision.

I see images, scenes, and stories in my head that revolve around a character, or group of characters, that want their story told. Maybe somewhere out there in the world, someone else has an idea that’s similar to my characters and their stories.

But they’re not my characters.

I think about Iris and her commitment to her daughter even though her job is demanding and her city is under attack. Or Jade and her band of survivors in a post-apocalyptic world. Edgar’s soft heart and weakness to top off his addiction. Then there’s Sasha who wants to know the meaning of her dreams and Blair with her complicated relationship online. I think about Harper and her journey to college, Thea’s new adventure in space or even Sammi and Breah who are lost in a world of death.

Sure, you don’t know them.
But you should.

They have great tales to tell, and I feel it is my sole responsibility to share it for them. I have an enormous task ahead, but I know I can do it.

I have to.

What do you want to accomplish with it {your blog}?

My goal with my blog is simple.

– I want to share my characters and stories.
– I want to encourage other writers.
– I want to express myself one post at a time. (;

How exactly will that pan out?
I couldn’t tell you.

All I can do is try my hardest to put my characters on screen and hope that someone out there might want to read it. As for encouraging, I may never know that I did it, but maybe I’ve helped someone else in their writing endeavors too.

Why do you write?

I write because I want to explore my character’s journey. I hope that someone else will enjoy the adventure too, but ultimately, I write for me and my characters.

Where would you like to see yourself as a writer five years from now?

Five years from now, I am successfully writing every day.

I’ve been consistently blogging and have impacted someone with what content I have available. More than likely, I’ve edited Devastate and am working to finish my final edits with An October Midnight or Email Your Dreams. I know I won’t be finished with my {Untitled} Zombie Novel, but I’m close. (: I have also successfully written and published in a horror anthology.

Ten years from now?

Ten years from now, I have published a novel. Not quite sure which one it is yet, but one of them is out there for all the world to see.

I have continued my blogging, have a steady following, and impacted two people with something I’ve written. Devastate has been edited and its sequel is almost complete. An October Midnight and Email Your Dreams are hits that have been available for some time now. My {Untitled} Zombie Novel now has a name! Yay! And I’m rounding the corner of completion. Which, of course, means that I’ll be editing soon and it will be excellent! Oh, and I wrote another story for a collaboration concerning another anthology. Woohoo! I’m on fire.

Plus!
I’ve started something else. More details to come in the future.

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Well, now that this is out there for the world to see, I have some real steps that need to be taken to get here. {Was this the point all along? Haha.} I can’t wait until I can repost this as my status for a blog because all of the things are true. Here’s to a future of ten years that include writing, me succeeding in my goals, and you all still enjoying my content. Who knows, we may even have a name like Galacta-Pandas or something by then. (;

Head over here, here, and here to see everyone else’s goals before you go.

Until Next Time,
-Shay

What time is it?

It’s dark outside as my eyes fly open and I realize I’m staring at my ceiling. I jump out of bed, my heart racing. I don’t know what time it is. I remember laying down, but it’s been an hour? Six?

I can’t tell.

A quick glance at the alarm clock’s direction tells me that I’m late for work. This is never a good sign, but what can I do? It’s too late to fix it. I quickly jump in the shower and wonder just how long I should stand under the water. I debate if I have time to shampoo and condition my hair, or if I should just use a 2-in-1 deal. I finally settle on the 2-in-1 as I glance at my wristwatch and notice I now have ten minutes to finish effectively and get out the door.

My stomach growls and threatens to immobilize me as I realize I haven’t eaten in over ten hours. This is normal, but I smell pizza. I wonder if I have time for even one slice and push the thought aside. I’m still in a towel and haven’t done my make up, let alone put my clothes on.

I release a sigh, realizing that there’s no way I’ll make it in time. Still, I fight the minutes as I throw a dress on, run a comb through my hair and apply a thin line of eyeliner and mascara before heading out the door. It’s my usual go-to look when I’m running late.

Fumbling for my keys, I lock the door and head towards the highway. Cars are everywhere, and it irritates me. I want nothing more than to run into the guy in front of me who has decided to drive ten miles under the speed limit. The clock on the dash tells me that I now have fifteen minutes to get to work, and I still have roughly twenty-five minutes to go. I shake my head and curse under my breath as I maneuver around the older man in the Chevy and speed through a yellow light.

I try to consider other methods of cutting time but know that I still have to change into my uniform and pass through security before I can clock in. I can feel the irritation and frustration rise as I take my exit. I’m hitting all the lights. I’m a block away when a car pulls into my lane and about runs into me. I pound on my horn, and she flips me off.

UGH!

When I finally reach work, I’m ready to go home. It’s taken more effort than necessary to get here, and I wonder how easy it will be for me to excuse myself early. I pass security, and one of the guards notifies me that I’ll be alone because we had a call off. I nod, but inside, I cringe. What a day to be by myself when we’re expected to be busy. I run up the stairs and to the locker rooms, clock in and change before heading down to collect my bank. When I reach the shop, I see that it’s a mess and I already feel a headache.

I close my eyes for a moment.
An alarm clock signals me to wake up.

I rub my eyes and confusion clouds my judgment as I examine my room. I wonder how I’ve gotten here, check the clock and realize it was only a dream within a dream. I take a deep breath, smile, and get ready for my shift.

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Hello again!

It’s another round of blog challenges (granted, I was behind quite a few). We were asked to compile the information from our last five dreams and pick three elements to write about. Now, I should preface this by saying that quite a bit of my work revolves around a portion of a dream that I’ve had somewhere in my existence. I have also started a novel, Email Your Dreams, which is primarily based on past experiences that I have had (with a couple of fictitious ones thrown in there as well).

I will say, however, I kind of cheated.

A lot of the dreams I’ve had over the past few days were similar, so I took those elements and created one short story instead of choosing the suggested three from our five dreams. I selected each of them since they all sort of work together and closely related with one another. A lot of this, I feel is stress-related to when I think I oversleep and you’ll notice that it involves my real life. I thought I’d put it in a perspective that maybe we all understand once in a while. If you want to pretend it’s a new character, feel free. We can call her Lucy.

Anyway! Don’t forget to read the other challenge entries here {NSFW} and here. You can find the original posting here.

Hope you enjoyed it. (:

Until Next Time,
Shay