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The Possession of a Preoccupied Mind

Hey, how you doin'?  No, I am not rewatching Friends for the zillionth time.  It's just that I hate to start traditionally.  I'm in a conflicting situation: some of my readers like my conversational tone, but apparently it isn't quite acceptable to the publication agencies. Two of my best-appreciated stories were rejected because of their tone. The rejection felt like a jolt that I could practically feel in my head, especially the second one.  Since that day, I've been caught up in a vicious loop of boredom because I stopped writing anything new.   I also called off a new transcription gig that promised me some good money, but the client was a tad bit of a scoundrel in his behaviour.  So here I am, having voluntarily stepped away from both writing and work, and somehow managing to be bored out of my mind. Pretty efficient, ain't I? I'm in that peculiar state where I don't want to do anything to kill time, yet somehow want the time to pass joyfully. I ...

The Wisdom In Parental Reprimand

No, I don't mind my parental reprimand. I think I could use some administration in my life. I don't think I have figured it all out. About certain things, I might have, but there is a lot to go and given their age and experience, especially with life and people, I believe there’s wisdom they can pass down to me. Also, I don't think whatever I do is right every time. I question the morals behind everything I do, and if I have done something wrong, then I prefer being hit with the truth rather than hiding behind false justifications. I don't think I deserve immunity from being told the difference between right and wrong. I used to think like that during my soft girl period, but now, at the age where I am right now, I just want to be as morally acceptable a person as I can.   Another reason is my love and respect for my parents. It is above and beyond. I care for their emotions that are attached to me. A child is a child. He or she is the property of their parents. And one...

Would It Work: Turning Passion Into Profession?

They say turning passion into a profession is what makes the recipe for good income. But from personal experience, this is a bad idea. Especially if you have an artistic passion for writing. That's because your passion channels your inner turmoil and, thus, proves to be an escape from everything that is a burden. This, however, is untrue, when you make it your profession where it becomes the means to an end. It forces you to use your resources but between me and you, writing only gets to the surface when you are motivated and it is impossible to feel motivated 24/7 a day, 6 days a week.  Forcing your artistic prowess is impossible, it never happens. Whoever tells you otherwise, is just lying.  My Brief Journey Into Professional Writing If I have to explain why, let me share my experience of turning passion into a profession. As soon as I finished my Masters in English I rushed myself into things. Thinking of turning my passion for writing thoughtful expressions to meet an appr...