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Last Post – New Blog

22 Mar

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Hello to all of you beautiful people who have followed me from the start. I’m sure you have noticed the lack of posting in recent months, and I didn’t want to leave you all high and dry without the news of why that is.

I’ve started a new blog: christinakaylenhart.wordpress.com

I need to focus more on writing, and actually building more of an author site. Thank you for sharing this journey with me, and if you’d like to stay in touch, click the link above to follow my new blog.

Much love to all of you!

When Your Fictional Characters Are More Important Than You

2 Aug

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Do you ever have those nights where you just can’t seem to fall asleep?  I used to have these before a day where I knew it held some sort of importance.  When I was younger maybe it was picture day, or a big test.  Or Christmas.  I’d get in bed real early in hopes to fall asleep and be nice and rested the next day.  Instead, I’d lie there awake for hours, anticipating the day to come.  I’d think and worry and wonder and instead of sleeping, I would just lay there with my thoughts racing.

Now, I’m older (much older, unfortunately, than I was when I was a child).  Now, I still have nights like these, only it’s not before Christmas or a big test.  It’s nights when I’ve become so involved with a project that I can’t stop thinking about it.

I recently started writing my next book, even though I told myself I’d hold off on writing another lengthy piece of fiction until I graduated school.  But I found myself up in bed last night, thinking about my character and what she would do next.  I couldn’t stop thinking about her and the magical world she had found herself in.  It got me excited.  But I’m still a little tired today.  This is when you know you’re involved in your work, when your characters lives become more important than your own.

I find that magical in itself, getting so wrapped up in your own work that it feeds some inner part of you.  Did you ever write something that got you so excited that you were up all night?  You were so involved in your character’s fictional existence that it took over a decent portion of your life?  This, to me, is good writing.  When you yourself can’t wait to read what your character is going to do next.  That’s when you know what you’re writing is successful.

I have started to write things and got maybe two or three pages in, and just felt semi-good about it.  I saved them, but I didn’t continue in the moment.  If you don’t want to write it, who will want to read it?  That’s how I’ve felt about it this whole time.  (Though, that may be wrong.)  I’m not 100% sure.  It’s just what works for me.

The best advice I was given long ago was “Write the book you want to read.”  That has stuck with me.  And it will forever be my number one motto when it comes to writing.

Whatever makes you happy

21 Apr

 

I recently read something in Cosmopolitan (yes, they actually have articles in there about things other than sex and shoes) by a woman named Sheryl Sandberg.  She is chief operating officer of Facebook and wrote a book titled ‘Lean In’.  The woman is smart, hands down. 

And inspiring.  The mini-book in Cosmopolitan was basically there to inspire, guide and motivate women to take leaps of faith in their careers.  She posed a question I found asking myself over and over again.

“What would I do if I weren’t afraid?”

Fear.  It drives a lot of us.  And it also disables a lot of us.  It stops us from doing things that we really want to do.  Just for the sake of failure being an option. We don’t want to put ourselves out there and risk failing.  But in order to succeed, we must take risks.  It’s the only way to get ahead.

Have a job you hate?  Lean in, she says, and make the move to change it.  Lean in to what you really want to do.  Don’t let the fact that you want to have a family stop you.  You can have both.  She says the trick is finding a partner who will split the household duties equally with you.  She says in order to make yourself happy you have to find a partner who will let you be you and let you do what you want to do in terms of your career.

But I don’t want to stop there.  I think the trick is finding a partner who not only will share duties with you and let you have a career, but the real trick is finding someone who will motivate and inspire you to be better.  Find whatever makes you happy, and just do it already.  The reward is worth the risk.  Nothing will change while you’re standing still.  

Procrastination VS. Constipation: What’s Worse?

4 Apr

 

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Is this a coincidence that the two sort of rhyme?  Is it a strange juxtaposition?  Are they somehow related to one another or are they just similar? Personally, I’d put the two in the same category of “things that suck real bad”.  The worst part is that we probably all do the two at the same time.

Isn’t procrastination just mind constipation anyway?  I wish there was a pill for that; for creative block.  Or it’s just laziness.  Or lack of motivation.  Either way, scientists should really work on that.  The anti-procrastination pill.  I know a lot of people that’d be big fans.  It’d bring in millions.  There’d probably be some crazy side effect though.  Maybe it’d turn all your ideas into mush.  Or you’d grow an extra thumb.  All your time you’d typically spend procrastinating would then turn into time being spent trying to remember your original ideas because now all you can think about is unicorns and lollipops and things that you can do next. 

My father once said “My skill as a procrastinator has known no bounds.  I need to eliminate this aspect of myself and get f%#king moving.”  I recently forwarded that same text message to him, and he said he saved it in his outbox and it never fails to mock him. 

All jokes aside, I find constant procrastination more life threatening and painful than constipation.  I think it’s certainly more life shattering.  Maybe not in the moment, but in the end.  When faced with death, I’m afraid we’re going to be faced with missed opportunities and unrealized potential. 

Perhaps you’ve heard the phrase, why put off until tomorrow what you can put off until the day after tomorrow.  Procrastination is one of the most common diseases among the human race.  That and the sad fact that we always think we have more time. 

Time is never promised.  Time waits for no one.  A b%tch but true.  Also a true b*tch.  As my father said, let’s eliminate this aspect of ourselves and get f$%king moving.  It’s your life.  Do something about it.

What it’s Like Being a Woman

28 Mar

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Since so many men have told me they’ve been reading my blog, I was shocked.  I’m surprised men read this stuff.  Maybe it’s to get a little insight into a woman’s mind?  Maybe they’re a little curious?  I figured I’d shed some light on what it’s like to be a woman.  Make you guys understand us a bit more. 

A typical day in the life of a typical woman:

We start the day off by cursing and throwing the alarm clock (IF we aren’t a morning person).  We roll out of bed looking like a monster (because we don’t wake up being as perfect and beautiful as we are when you see us, despite what Hollywood tells you).  We have coffee or tea, maybe a cigarette.  Get dressed and try to squeeze our jeans on. We then leave our house and proceed to get stared at and hit on all day long because men are just picturing us naked and thinking about having sex with us. 

That’s a typical day.  It gets annoying.  No, we don’t want to sleep with you.  Unless, of course, we do want to.  As a side note, we are probably just as horny and perverted as men are.  We just only talk about it with other women.  Some of us burp, fart, curse, smoke, drink and chill like men.  Maybe even more so than some men.  We aren’t as fragile as you think us to be.  We aren’t all damsels in distress.  Some of us might have a harder hit than you.  Not every girl fight involves pillows, hair pulling, and b*tch slaps.  Just because we have a vagina doesn’t mean we don’t have balls (figurative balls, of course).

But remember, all women are not your typical woman.  Please stop being a**holes in general, oh and buy us flowers and chocolate sometimes.  Or at least tell us you think about us. Daily. Just because we like that.  No matter what I tell you, you’ll probably never understand us.  But good luck!

When Your Fictional Characters Are More Important Than You

13 Mar

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Do you ever have those nights where you just can’t seem to fall asleep?  I used to have these before a day where I knew it held some sort of importance.  When I was younger maybe it was picture day, or a big test.  Or Christmas.  I’d get in bed real early in hopes to fall asleep and be nice and rested the next day.  Instead, I’d lie there awake for hours, anticipating the day to come.  I’d think and worry and wonder and instead of sleeping, I would just lay there with my thoughts racing.

Now, I’m older (much older, unfortunately, than I was when I was a child).  Now, I still have nights like these, only it’s not before Christmas or a big test.  It’s nights when I’ve become so involved with a project that I can’t stop thinking about it. 

I recently started writing my next book, even though I told myself I’d hold off on writing another lengthy piece of fiction until I graduated school.  But I found myself up in bed last night, thinking about my character and what she would do next.  I couldn’t stop thinking about her and the magical world she had found herself in.  It got me excited.  But I’m still a little tired today.  This is when you know you’re involved in your work, when your characters lives become more important than your own. 

I find that magical in itself, getting so wrapped up in your own work that it feeds some inner part of you.  Did you ever write something that got you so excited that you were up all night?  You were so involved in your character’s fictional existence that it took over a decent portion of your life?  This, to me, is good writing.  When you yourself can’t wait to read what your character is going to do next.  That’s when you know what you’re writing is successful.

I have started to write things and got maybe two or three pages in, and just felt semi-good about it.  I saved them, but I didn’t continue in the moment.  If you don’t want to write it, who will want to read it?  That’s how I’ve felt about it this whole time.  (Though, that may be wrong.)  I’m not 100% sure.  It’s just what works for me. 

The best advice I was given long ago was “Write the book you want to read.”  That has stuck with me.  And it will forever be my number one motto when it comes to writing.

What’s a Good Idea?

11 Mar

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When it comes to writing, or creating anything in general, the process is as unique as it is broad.  I find myself randomly coming up with ideas, I jot it down, and I can sometimes return back to it a month, two months, or even a year later.  I believe in keeping at least a small notebook with you at all times, for this reason. 

Ideas come and go.  Maybe they aren’t all good.  Maybe they all have the potential to be good and it’s all in the delivery; how you put the idea together.  Maybe it’s our own ideas, maybe it’s someone else’s idea that just creeps into our thought process somehow.  I’m not sure.  The entire thing to me is pretty mystical and endearing.

I don’t think there are too many bad ideas.  Can any idea be bad?  As long as you’re thinking, it means you’re alive.  It means you’re using your brain for something.  Someone said to me they weren’t certain if thoughts were even real.  I guess that’s up for debate.  We can’t hold a thought in our hand to prove its real, so is it after all?  I’m not sure.

Ideas are a little different; you can’t hold the initial idea in your hand, either.  But you can certainly hold the finished product in your hand, the end result from the particular idea.  It’s a shame how many potentially good ideas we let go.  I’ve found myself thinking of something that I thought was brilliant in the moment, and without that notebook to write it down in, the idea is lost if I am distracted by one of life’s many distractions or interruptions. 

Is the idea lost forever or will it come back to me?  Does it go to someone else?  Are ideas just floating somewhere above us and we grab hold of them?  If we don’t, will they float on to someone else who will put it to good use?  Maybe so, because I have heard countless people say “I thought of that!” when they see a new invention on television.  Maybe that was their loss, letting the idea go instead of putting it to good use. 

All I know, is I’m in love with the idea.