Karma… she’s after me.

Happy Friday once again! Hope all of you are doing well. I have a feeling this post is going to be a short one because it’s Thursday at 2:00pm and I’m just sitting down to write this and my son will probably wake up soon. I am under the gun big time! I have a huge lists of things to do and feeling like time just slips right through my fingers. My list keep growing because- well that’s where the karma comes in. The past few weeks have been rough and I have been feeling so negative. There have been obstacles I have been fighting, parking issues at work, conflicting feelings within myself, anger being one. Our car broke down a few weeks ago and we spent a bunch of money getting that fixed only for our washing machine to crap out this week. Now I have huge piles of laundry I need to cart else where to wash there. I have a child; I have a lot of laundry and I’m short on time.

I have always been a believer of you get back what you put out in the world, so I am taking full responsibility for putting out anger and frustration. The world has presented situations to test my character and I am up to the challenge. I am done being mad and sad, so I figured the only what to stop bad things coming my way is to put out positivity. I am going to be doing random acts of kindness over the next while. I might even try to stop yelling and fingering people when I am stuck in rush hour traffic and they can’t drive worth shit. I will smile and say it’s okay that life has thrown my family some curve balls because it is just money. It isn’t important. We have our health and our happiness and that is enough. I have the support of my family and friends who I don’t tell enough that each of you are always in my thoughts. Every single day I am grateful to have the best friends and the best families, most people aren’t as lucky as I am. I am surrounded by so many people who would drop everything and give anything if I asked and even if I didn’t. I have the most precious perfect son who melts my heart just by one smile. The world can burn down around me and I wouldn’t care as long as I could hold him in my arms and listen to his laughter. I have the most supportive, loving husband and I often sit and wonder what I did so right in my life to deserve someone so wonderful. I am sorry I don’t tell him that enough.

So I take these rough couples weeks as the world reminding me, I have so much greatness in my life and I haven’t been working hard enough to return the goodness out in the world. I will do better. I will spend less time complaining about the bad things and more time being thankful for all the good. Like you… thank you, yes you for reading my words. Your support means everything to me. I am honoured that with the infinite amount of blogs, websites, social media apps, you choose to come back every week and see what I have to say. I wish you all good karma in your lives. TGIF! With that I must go, my son is calling me. I guess this post wasn’t so short after all. 🙂

Off to find a working washing machine… um… yay?! See I’m being all positive already…

Have a happy, safe weekend filled with laughter and love.

❤ Melissa

My One Requirement to Write

Happy Friday everyone! Hope this week has been good to you. For me it’s been busy as always. I always have so much on the go. This week I wasn’t sure what to write about. I was thinking about what gets my creative juices flowing and what inspires me. When I’m sitting on the couch with my laptop, the first thing I do is turn on the TV and tune into the spa music channel. Classical music has always been a requirement to help me write. Somehow it calms me and clears my mind of its distracting thoughts and allows me to let the words flow on to the page. When I’m not distracted by the blink, blink, blink, red, blue, green light on my cell phone. Ha, ha, ha… but we already went through this on a previous blog post.

From the time I started writing when I was sixteen, every night I would sit in my room on my old, clunky computer with its dial-up internet connection if anyone can remember what dial-up is and I would turn on my CD player (if anyone remembers what a CD player is) 🙂 and I would listen to the Titanic soundtrack, over and over again. The dark, moody tune of the songs would amp me up in the dramatic parts of my story just as the sweeter songs would inspire me in the lighter parts of my story. I wrote my first three novels to that soundtrack. My story comes to life in my mind much easier when I hear a song playing in the background that I think would fit  if it were made into a movie. We all know movies would be awful if there wasn’t dramatic or romantic etc music to accompany it. This is how it works in my mind too.

 When I hear a song on the radio, I always listen closely to the words  and suddenly I find myself picturing a mini-movie in my mind. I see people, the emotions, the world described in that song. I automatically turn those words into a movie in my brain, am I the only one who does this??

Music is extremely powerful and healing. I’m not sure what I would find on the page if I couldn’t listen to beautiful classical music and have a glass of wine beside me when I write. Both are my writing vices. They both ensure the writer’s block stays away, far, far away.

What are your writing vices? What evokes strong feelings in your world? I’d love to hear. As always, you can tweet me @sasloveswords, email me sasloveswords@gmail.com or simply comment at the bottom of my post.

Thank you ever so much for joining me again this Friday and I look forward to reconnecting with you next week.

Happy music filled weekend!2012-10-22-Classical-Music

❤ Melissa

My Big News… Revealed!

Happy Friday everyone! For you local people, hope you are enjoying a break from the scorching sun and embracing the cooler weather. Thanks for coming back this week and reading about my exciting news.

Continuing with my no fear 2014 year, I have made another big step. A few months ago I had read about Sunshine Coast Festival of the Written Arts which is this weekend August 14 to August 17, 2014. I was really interested in attending, but I had already had plans for this weekend way ahead of finding out about the festival and I couldn’t cancel those plans. But it got me really thinking about attending a festival and off to Google I went. Going to a writing festival has always been something I wanted to do for years, but I never felt like I could get the courage up to really go. I reassured myself this year was different and after Googling: writer festival Vancouver, writer festival BC, etc… I found one. There it was- the Whistler Readers and Writers Festival, October 17 to October 19, 2014. Of course I came up with several reasons why I shouldn’t or couldn’t go: we just arrive home on the Tuesday that week from Maui- that’s too much travel in a short time; I don’t think I could leave my son for the weekend- he’d miss me; I’m not a real writer-just pretending… and on and on it went for weeks.

One day a few weeks ago, I couldn’t get the festival off my mind. To be honest it was on my mind every day and that’s when I knew I had to go. This was a dream of mine and I had to see it through, in baby steps of course. The schedule wasn’t being released until August 8, so I convinced myself last month to find a hotel room that was refundable (in case I changed my mind) and book it. At least if I booked a hotel room for the weekend, I’d be one step closer yet have a way out if I panicked when the schedule came out and changed my mind. My fears eased. I got my Expedia.com email confirming my hotel room. Check step 1!

Next the panic leading up to when the schedule was being released. What workshops would there be? Would I want to go to any? Which writers would be reading their work? Could I really go this alone? Was I really this brave?

Last Thursday night I visited the website. www.whistlerwritersfest.com/2014-festival/ and found they’d put up the festival schedule, but the tickets weren’t on sale yet. My stomach did a huge flip-flop and I took a deep breath, reaching for a pen and paper. I scrolled through all the events details, chose the ones I was most interested in and wrote them down on my piece of paper. The next morning bright and early, I ran down to my laptop and refreshed my page. Tickets were available! With my heart racing, I added several workshops and one reading to my cart before I checked out. Only then did the panic of reality really hit me, if I clicked ‘Purchase’ there would be no refunds, no exchanges. These tickets would be mine and I’d have to go. No way out. I wasn’t going to just throw away money by cancelling in the end. I wiped the sweat away from my eyebrow. Yes my eyebrow sweats when I get nervous. I was so close to being a big fat writer chicken and not buying them, but in that moment, staring at my screen with the countdown clock counting down second by second before my tickets would then be released back to the public, I couldn’t let myself down… so I closed my eyes and clicked the mouse. Purchase!

So I am thrilled to announce, I am attending my first writers festival and I am so excited to be exposing myself to new opportunities. I am also ecstatic that I am going alone with just my laptop and plan to sit in my hotel room with the fireplace going, a glass of wine next to me and just write. Write, write, write as much as I can stand in that weekend, outside of my workshops of course. This is just for me. This is all about me, for me. It feels so good. I don’t know why I waited 31 years to be brave. Maybe it is only now that I can really appreciate my gift and don’t take it for-granted any longer. I want to nurture it, cherish it and pursue it to the best of my ability.

Whistler… look out, October 17th… I’m coming for you. 🙂

As for this weekend I encourage all of you reading to make something happen for you that is just for you. All about you. I give you permission to be a little selfish and treat yourself to something special, whatever it may be that your heart desires. Life is short and I remind myself every day I only get one shot at this life. I will not shy away from it any longer.

There’s my food for thought. Happy Friday!

❤ Melissa



Book Review – The Opposite of Maybe by Maddie Dawson

The Opposite of MaybeHappy Friday my fellow word lovers. How are you? Hope the answer is good and if it’s not then I hope by next week it will be. 🙂 I am happy to be writing my first book review this week- care of Blogging for Books. I’m even more happy to say that it is a positive one.

The Opposite of Maybe is a story of Rosie and Jonathan, a couple in their forties who have been together for 15 years, leading a pretty mundane life. They are not married, have no kids and not a lot of money. They are the last ones of their friends living the so-called noncommittal life. There’s also the character Soapie: Rosie’s 88-year-old Grandmother who loves booze, cigarettes, sex and speaking her mind, but won’t admit she is aging and needs help. Everything changes when Jonathan decides he needs to move away to start a tea-cup museum with his new partner Andrew and Rosie moves in with Soapie only to find herself pregnant after a no condom mishap night with Jonathan. The story begins the unfold…

The best part of this book is the character development. Soapie’s character gave the story humor at the right times. She said and did things that you weren’t expecting a 88-year-old lady to say and do which I loved. As for Rosie, I really believed that I could feel what she was going through: the fear and doubt about having a baby at 44 on her own and second guessing her relationship with Jonathan and still wanting him to be a part of the baby’s life. Each chapter I became more and more attached to these quirky, loveable characters.

The Opposite of Maybe is perfectly balanced with wit, depth, and a refreshingly humorous perspective on what it means to be human. I give this book 4.5 out of 5 stars. It was an easy, well written read and I will definitely keep my eyes open for other book written by Maddie Dawson.

 Thank you Maddie for sharing this endearing story and for making me think harder about the kind of characters I want to write in my own novel.

To those of you who decide to pick up this book and read it, let me know your thoughts on it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and I look forward to picking up my next book to review. Have a happy and safe weekend. Until next week… stay tuned for my big news! You won’t want to miss it!!

❤ Melissa

Hello Week 17… A Look Back

wooHello and happy Friday! Thanks for coming back and connecting with me. This week I took the time to look back and congratulate myself on completing 16 weeks of blog posts. Yes people we have been here together for 4 months already. I can’t believe it! After years of hiding my writing away from the world, I have finally got the courage up to make it a focal point of my life and so much good has come out of it already.

Firstly, there is this blog giving me the platform to connect with my family and friends and share some thoughts, some ideas and some of my work. Hearing and seeing everyone’s support and amazing comments has really been such a boost as a writer for me. At times it is difficult to share words that are so personal to me and the way my work has been so well received has been unbelievable. Everything I write has a piece of me inside of it and I am eternally grateful for the way everyone has responded to it.

Secondly, there have been so many people I have never met that live all over the world that have read my blog. People from 22 different countries (and counting) have read words I wrote. I can’t describe how that feels to have so many diverse people reading little old me from Vancouver, Canada. My twitter followers are a huge support group and I am so very grateful for every connection I have made with everyone. I have found lots of tips on everything to do with the writing industry just from the links people provide in their tweets. Aside from the tips people give, I love seeing that I’m not the only one out there struggling to do all the normal every day stuff and still find time to write.

I feel that I have come so far and yet have so far to go, which is okay. One step at a time and a little more courage at a time too. I have a game plan for the rest of the year and ideas of where I am going with my writing. Pursuing my writing career is on my mind from the moment I get up to the moment I lay my head down at the end of the night. I am driven to follow through on all my goals because if there is one thing I know it’s life is short, so I want to live with no regrets and no dreams unrealized. 

So cheers to Week 17! And cheers for all of you who come back every week and read my words. I can’t wait to share another 4 months with you on this journey and see where it leads me. 

For those of you still waiting for my book review of The Opposite of Maybe by Maddie Dawson it is on the way. I only have a little more to read and I am done. So far so good I have to say that I have really enjoyed reading her work. I’ll save the detailed stuff for the review which will be up next week or the week after. Promise!

Well… happy BC long weekend to those in BC and happy weekend to the rest of the world. See you next week!

❤ Melissa