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The 10 lessons I learned from being an Author . . .

Get-what-you-give-giving-back-picture-quote1. Be KIND . . .

If I am not kind, then I should expect to be treated badly.  It may not be today… but it may be a time when I really need it.

2. Don’t be HAUGHTY . . .

I am the first person to say that I am not the expert in anything.

3. Read other Author’s work without an AGENDA . . .

No one in the world wants to be pre-judged. You have a genre that you feel comfortable with, that’s great. However, branch out and test the waters with other genres without any judgement. You will be happy you did!

book-review-620x3304. Always read a book from COVER to COVER . . .

If you talk to a person, you don’t walk away during mid-sentence – that would be rude. Don’t do that to your fellow Authors!

5. Be good to YOURSELF . . .

You are important, if your brain isn’t rested and happy, then your work will be compromised. Use common sense. Take care of your best resource . . . yourself!

6. Take time for WRITING . . .

Shut out the world and sit down to write. It doesn’t take much time, if you are centered. I use earphones and listen to music. You may find sitting outside on your porch works or getting up in the middle of night? Find your niche.

7. Don’t get trapped into thinking every word that is written has to be PERFECT . . .

Perfection doesn’t exist. I have no doubt that every great Author has to re-write and/or edit. Don’t let your creativity be stifled by perfection.

29a31948. You have to be ENGAGED . . .

You need to educate yourself thoroughly about Social Media, and you can’t be afraid to put yourself and your work out there with WordPress, Twitter, Facebook, Google+, etc.

9. BREATHE. . .

Rome wasn’t built in day, and neither is a career. You have to work, put in your dues and take your time. Don’t rush yourself. Know that being an Author is hard work. Give yourself time and relax to enjoy life.

10. This is the most important lesson I have learned . . . Karma is a Bitch!

It seems my first rule is like my 10th . . . huh . . . could be something to that, you know?  If you review, write or act like your work is perfect, you are wrong!  No one is perfect, and Karma will turn around bite you in the butt. Maybe it will be a chance of a lifetime that you will miss. All my fortunate circumstances have come from being humble and paying it forward.

Enjoy this song, it’s one that I listen to a lot when I work . . .

It is unbelievably accurate!

Lots of love, Emily

 

 


Love lost . . .

Dmitri 1

Dmitri saw the pain his brother, Nemamiah, was in. Nemamiah and Hameal were lovers since The Great Pyramids were built.

He thought, Love knows no race, sex, or boundaries . . .  it was just love.

As Dmitri’s heart was breaking for Nemamiah, he put his hand on his shoulder and counseled in a gentle voice, “When you are ready, Nemamiah, all has been prepared. Take as long as you need, Brother.”

sadness-and-fear_2471364Tabbrius and Dmitri stood far away to allow Nemamiah time to grieve over Hameal. He was growling and crying out to God while clutching Hameal close to his body.

“Dmitri, in all the millennia I have been on Earth, I have never loved.” Tabbrius admitted with his head hung low with shyness.

“You have never loved?” Dmitri was a little taken by surprise and raised his eyebrows.

Tabbrius kicked at the dirt and nervously whispered. “I have never had the desire to, Dmitri. I do not think I ever will.”

“Oh my . . . well, do not fret, Brother. God will bring you a mate in His time, and when He does . . . it shall be forever.” Dmitri smiled at the Heavens filled with bright stars. He thought about his love, Hera, and the first time he saw her beautiful face. She was his destiny, and Dmitri knew it the moment, he laid his eyes upon Hera.

1308801-bigthumbnail1Nemamiah stood up and took Hameal’s dead body over to the makeshift altar. He gently laid him on the funeral pyre.

Dmitri got Nemamiah’s okay and sparked the wood.

As the fire was burning Hameal’s body. Nemamiah turned away. Trembling with loss and sadness, he cried “My heart, my love, my Hameal is gone. I cannot bear it . . . ”

Dmitri hugged him tightly. “Nemamiah, my heart knows yours is broken, because I have been where you are now. The Elder Council killed my wife, son and daughter. I know well . . .  your pain.” He sighed heavily because his heart was breaking just like the night when they were savagely murdered.

vader_pyreThen, with resolve, Nemamiah turned to the fire, crossed his arms across his chest, and announced, “My name is now . . . Neal.”

“Why?” Dmitri asked softly as he wiped tears from his eyes.

“Neal is the first two letters in my name, and the last two letters of Hameal’s name.” As tears flowed in channels down his face he declared, “Nemamiah is in the fire lying next to his lover Hameal, dead.”

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My heart broke as I wrote this passage in my book.

This song gave me comfort when I needed it as a child.

And it still does today . . .

Because it’s how we choose to remember loss which makes it

hard to cope

or

hopeful for the future.

Lots of love, Emily


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