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The Truth Behind Every Writer's Success
Labels: Bottle of Inspiration
" I write, therefore...I am.." These are the words I have in mind when an inspiring thought suddenly spark out of the blue, like an irresistible itch I can't resist, a thought that must be put into words, into phrases, into sentences, into paragraphs - until I am fully satiated and saw that I have just made my own masterpiece.
Writing is the very blood that drives me to dream more, make most, and enjoy the fruits of my skill with words. It just started on a one, gloomy day when I needed an outlet for my overwhelming desire to be heard. What used to be the first entry on my journal gave way to more and never had I thought that I will be on the way to polishing my skills as a creative writer, in the making.
Was it tough? I believe you can even ask J.K. Rowling this question when she had just started to write. I bet a dozen more big names in the industry could tell you that even though a very few are born with the prodigy in them, it takes more than that to claim the right of being called: Writer. One doesn't even have to be in the big league to tell you that writing is not some magic trick where you can produce something good in a snap of your fingers.
The reality of being a writer is like a sugar coated chocolate candy... only with the nuts.
Years of practice and careful attention to grammar and punctuation isn't enough to make a career out of the very passion that I had loved most. I always wake up in the morning with a single purpose that drives me like crazy - Write. It is apparently clear to me that my life purpose here on Earth is to be a writer.
It was hard getting noticed at first. I've tried approaching the kingpins of the publishing industry, full of hope, as I sent numerous query letters, manuscripts and my proverbial " pitch. " The gatekeepers of the writing business are very stringent in their choices and I had numerous No's to a lot of those I have sent... I lost track of it all.
Rejection is so natural in the writing industry. Get used to it.
Lucky that my optimism is greater than all the criticisms I could ever muster. I had learned to be open to them for you'll never know what you're going to learn from it. It is specially hard at first to take all those negative stuff they tell you. But these doesn't deter me, or even dampen my spirit. I am, like the cliche would say, dreaming.. of the impossible dream.
In real life, there are just too many antagonists to deal with.
I remember starting as a renegade writer and it was like trying to clean a 2,000 square foot floor with only a toothbrush in hand. It took me 3 months before a small player in the business had wanted to hire my services as a staff writer. I couldn't argue much about the pay since I don't still have that made-to-impress portfolio to show. I was just on the verge of building one.
Income-wise? It was just a meager income barely meeting my everyday needs, and to pay for bills, I have to think of some other ways. There was even a time when close family and friends started to get worried and tried to make me forget about this dream. They told me to get a life... and grab a job that could pay the monthly bills.
Seeing my first work in print, however, was the greatest reward I had. It felt more than cloud nine. Yes, there were times of confusion when I have to leave and try an office routine work just to make ends meet. Through the In's and Out's of my writing career, I could only be sure that this is the one true thing that makes me really happy. It is the very reflection of my wanting to connect with the world and make an indelible mark on it. Maybe, nothing is impossible for I had gone through impossible times and just turned out to be fine. I even had those bitter days of waiting to be paid for an article or two I have written late at nights, only to end up being used.. abused, and unpaid. But, there are really good people out there who appreciate both thoughts and labor.
The golden key of inspiration is inside every writer. There are many doors to choose from where hard work and discipline are essential tools, like spices to this innate love for the craft. I might be a newbie in the freelance writing scene to others, and an expert to a very few. I've been writing for free and writing for food. In the end, the realities of being a writer might be too hard to deal with...but the rewards.. are more than any adjective could ever describe.
" Live to Write. Write to live. "
Writing is the very blood that drives me to dream more, make most, and enjoy the fruits of my skill with words. It just started on a one, gloomy day when I needed an outlet for my overwhelming desire to be heard. What used to be the first entry on my journal gave way to more and never had I thought that I will be on the way to polishing my skills as a creative writer, in the making.
Was it tough? I believe you can even ask J.K. Rowling this question when she had just started to write. I bet a dozen more big names in the industry could tell you that even though a very few are born with the prodigy in them, it takes more than that to claim the right of being called: Writer. One doesn't even have to be in the big league to tell you that writing is not some magic trick where you can produce something good in a snap of your fingers.
The reality of being a writer is like a sugar coated chocolate candy... only with the nuts.
Years of practice and careful attention to grammar and punctuation isn't enough to make a career out of the very passion that I had loved most. I always wake up in the morning with a single purpose that drives me like crazy - Write. It is apparently clear to me that my life purpose here on Earth is to be a writer.
It was hard getting noticed at first. I've tried approaching the kingpins of the publishing industry, full of hope, as I sent numerous query letters, manuscripts and my proverbial " pitch. " The gatekeepers of the writing business are very stringent in their choices and I had numerous No's to a lot of those I have sent... I lost track of it all.
Rejection is so natural in the writing industry. Get used to it.
Lucky that my optimism is greater than all the criticisms I could ever muster. I had learned to be open to them for you'll never know what you're going to learn from it. It is specially hard at first to take all those negative stuff they tell you. But these doesn't deter me, or even dampen my spirit. I am, like the cliche would say, dreaming.. of the impossible dream.
In real life, there are just too many antagonists to deal with.
I remember starting as a renegade writer and it was like trying to clean a 2,000 square foot floor with only a toothbrush in hand. It took me 3 months before a small player in the business had wanted to hire my services as a staff writer. I couldn't argue much about the pay since I don't still have that made-to-impress portfolio to show. I was just on the verge of building one.
Income-wise? It was just a meager income barely meeting my everyday needs, and to pay for bills, I have to think of some other ways. There was even a time when close family and friends started to get worried and tried to make me forget about this dream. They told me to get a life... and grab a job that could pay the monthly bills.
Seeing my first work in print, however, was the greatest reward I had. It felt more than cloud nine. Yes, there were times of confusion when I have to leave and try an office routine work just to make ends meet. Through the In's and Out's of my writing career, I could only be sure that this is the one true thing that makes me really happy. It is the very reflection of my wanting to connect with the world and make an indelible mark on it. Maybe, nothing is impossible for I had gone through impossible times and just turned out to be fine. I even had those bitter days of waiting to be paid for an article or two I have written late at nights, only to end up being used.. abused, and unpaid. But, there are really good people out there who appreciate both thoughts and labor.
The golden key of inspiration is inside every writer. There are many doors to choose from where hard work and discipline are essential tools, like spices to this innate love for the craft. I might be a newbie in the freelance writing scene to others, and an expert to a very few. I've been writing for free and writing for food. In the end, the realities of being a writer might be too hard to deal with...but the rewards.. are more than any adjective could ever describe.
" Live to Write. Write to live. "
What Are You Leaving Behind?
Labels: Bottle of Inspiration
This article, among many good things, is what I will be leaving behind this pale, blue dot in the sky we call home - Earth. The body may wither and perish, but the ebb of inspiration shall linger across the shores of the human mind, flowing to the very core of the soul that unites our lives like a spinning web. You may not even have heard of my name... but the very thought of this article being read right now have made me feel that somehow, I have touched someone else's life. It is not a magic pill, yet, I am only hoping for the best.
DREAM
I have always been a dreamer under countless stars, waiting for miracles to happen... until one day, I woke up being hit hard by an ultimate realization: I have the power to get my dreams! I never had the confidence in myself until I have realized one thing - that if I don't believe in me, then, no one would probably will. I had dreamt of being a writer and now, I become one. The road of dreams is one rocky, steep climb and I got bruises along the way. It is in my darkest moments that I have learned to face my deepest fears and learned to rise again. Life may not always be a picture-perfect postcard or a box of the sweetest chocolates, but always find a time to dream. It can come true. It happened to me and so, it can happen to you.
DESIRE
Being an artist, I am more open to the countless moments of serendipity in my life. There were times when I had wanted something so badly, only to have a friend coming to give me that very thing I had desired. I even find myself in the edge of sanity as I try so hard to find ways in fixing my life.. only to find answers in the very wind that gently kissed my face. I believe that my openness to the simplest joys and pleasures of this world had made my life a cornucopia where graces fill and flow. Sometimes, the rigors of daily living could take a toll on each one of us.. but never stop desiring.. for the cosmos has a mysterious way of bringing all hopes together into the material world. Believe it or not. The important thing is living each day with passion and love for life itself.
DO
I would never forget the ads I saw a few years back: JUST DO IT! Yes, that is my motto in life. I had numerous moments of doubts and fears gnawing on my mind like nasty little maggots. If only I had been wiser, I would have done things differently. Fact is: Nothing is ever too late. I have made mistakes and so did you. We might even harbor some guilt and regrets that are clouding the very beauty of our lives.
It is hard to let go of the past or worries for the future, but I am still learning the art of letting go. I have accepted that I am not a perfect person. This is the first step in doing what I am meant to do here on Earth. When I had lowered the high bar jump of my life and accepted the way that I am, I have found out that life is not so tough as I used to believe it is. Then, everything flows seamlessly like an invincible shroud had cradled me from the ugliness of the real world.
I am a living testament to life's simple grace. This is my manifestation. It may not even be the golden key to the secrets of the universe, but it makes me happier that I am leaving these words of hope for you to read.
" Inspiration...this is my gift.. "
DREAM
I have always been a dreamer under countless stars, waiting for miracles to happen... until one day, I woke up being hit hard by an ultimate realization: I have the power to get my dreams! I never had the confidence in myself until I have realized one thing - that if I don't believe in me, then, no one would probably will. I had dreamt of being a writer and now, I become one. The road of dreams is one rocky, steep climb and I got bruises along the way. It is in my darkest moments that I have learned to face my deepest fears and learned to rise again. Life may not always be a picture-perfect postcard or a box of the sweetest chocolates, but always find a time to dream. It can come true. It happened to me and so, it can happen to you.
DESIRE
Being an artist, I am more open to the countless moments of serendipity in my life. There were times when I had wanted something so badly, only to have a friend coming to give me that very thing I had desired. I even find myself in the edge of sanity as I try so hard to find ways in fixing my life.. only to find answers in the very wind that gently kissed my face. I believe that my openness to the simplest joys and pleasures of this world had made my life a cornucopia where graces fill and flow. Sometimes, the rigors of daily living could take a toll on each one of us.. but never stop desiring.. for the cosmos has a mysterious way of bringing all hopes together into the material world. Believe it or not. The important thing is living each day with passion and love for life itself.
DO
I would never forget the ads I saw a few years back: JUST DO IT! Yes, that is my motto in life. I had numerous moments of doubts and fears gnawing on my mind like nasty little maggots. If only I had been wiser, I would have done things differently. Fact is: Nothing is ever too late. I have made mistakes and so did you. We might even harbor some guilt and regrets that are clouding the very beauty of our lives.
It is hard to let go of the past or worries for the future, but I am still learning the art of letting go. I have accepted that I am not a perfect person. This is the first step in doing what I am meant to do here on Earth. When I had lowered the high bar jump of my life and accepted the way that I am, I have found out that life is not so tough as I used to believe it is. Then, everything flows seamlessly like an invincible shroud had cradled me from the ugliness of the real world.
I am a living testament to life's simple grace. This is my manifestation. It may not even be the golden key to the secrets of the universe, but it makes me happier that I am leaving these words of hope for you to read.
" Inspiration...this is my gift.. "
Do You Have a Song in Your Heart?
Labels: Bottle of Inspiration
" My song is...LOVE... and it is living inside me, waiting, wanting to be shared. "
I had only recently appreciated what Og Mandino meant when he wrote: I will live this day with love in my heart. For three decades of an utter merry-go-round I call " My Life, " I have been living in the shadows of regrets and hate of the past, of people and circumstances that had left their scars on my fragile mind, making me the bitter person I am not supposed to be. Sometimes, I would imagine that if ever I was already conscious of the world I would be born into, maybe I won't come out at all from my mother's womb. Wishful thinking, of course.
Life Always Moves in Mysterious Ways
Looking back from where I am today, I could never imagine why I even wished that. No one's perfect, and so am I. Realization hit me faster than a speeding meteor crashing into the Earth: I have the power to change my life. To do this, I had underwent a month of self recollection, forgave others and... myself. It is all a matter of mental perception and a positive reinforcement. It all came down to Love. I, then, took sometime to really understand and love myself - for if I don't love me first, then, who will?
Ask and You Shall Receive
Last year, my life took on such a dramatic climax that had almost broken my soul. My life seems to have no meaning at all, my debts are piling up, my career is doomed to stagnation and my relationship with my beloved fell faster than the laws of gravity would even allow. A little more push and surely, I would have jumped off from the edge of my sanity and existence for good. It made me wonder if I am having a karmic spell or just a series of unfortunate luck. Why me?
There were so many questions without an answer, as I was filled with thoughts of pity, envy, hate and despair. I have moments of asking the very full moon what have I done to deserve such a fall from grace. I am a nice person and never had violated any man-made law. I even had bought dozens of good luck charms and incense to ward off the bad chi from my home.
Look into the song of your heart...for the answer lies within.
It was only when I had cleared my thoughts of all the negative things that I have seen the real me... in crystal clear digital HD. My heart sings of love and the ugly realities of my everyday world had left me almost deaf from its wonderful tune. I have never felt such blessed peace and yes, I did cry.. for I am a beautiful person within, waiting to manifest on the outside. I only have to give up the false egos and vanity of my past and move forward, in a new self that's free from negativity.
The secret of life and the universe itself may have been involved in the laws of attraction that's being used for the sake of profit, but I tell you this: no book ever written could ever write who you really are, unless you stop for a moment and listen to the song of your heart. From that moment I had found my innerBuddha, things have changed for better in my life. I can't believe how fast my life is evolving into what I dreamt it would be. Is it chance? Is it magic? I may never know. All I know is... I live each day with LOVE in my heart.
I had only recently appreciated what Og Mandino meant when he wrote: I will live this day with love in my heart. For three decades of an utter merry-go-round I call " My Life, " I have been living in the shadows of regrets and hate of the past, of people and circumstances that had left their scars on my fragile mind, making me the bitter person I am not supposed to be. Sometimes, I would imagine that if ever I was already conscious of the world I would be born into, maybe I won't come out at all from my mother's womb. Wishful thinking, of course.
Life Always Moves in Mysterious Ways
Looking back from where I am today, I could never imagine why I even wished that. No one's perfect, and so am I. Realization hit me faster than a speeding meteor crashing into the Earth: I have the power to change my life. To do this, I had underwent a month of self recollection, forgave others and... myself. It is all a matter of mental perception and a positive reinforcement. It all came down to Love. I, then, took sometime to really understand and love myself - for if I don't love me first, then, who will?
Ask and You Shall Receive
Last year, my life took on such a dramatic climax that had almost broken my soul. My life seems to have no meaning at all, my debts are piling up, my career is doomed to stagnation and my relationship with my beloved fell faster than the laws of gravity would even allow. A little more push and surely, I would have jumped off from the edge of my sanity and existence for good. It made me wonder if I am having a karmic spell or just a series of unfortunate luck. Why me?
There were so many questions without an answer, as I was filled with thoughts of pity, envy, hate and despair. I have moments of asking the very full moon what have I done to deserve such a fall from grace. I am a nice person and never had violated any man-made law. I even had bought dozens of good luck charms and incense to ward off the bad chi from my home.
Look into the song of your heart...for the answer lies within.
It was only when I had cleared my thoughts of all the negative things that I have seen the real me... in crystal clear digital HD. My heart sings of love and the ugly realities of my everyday world had left me almost deaf from its wonderful tune. I have never felt such blessed peace and yes, I did cry.. for I am a beautiful person within, waiting to manifest on the outside. I only have to give up the false egos and vanity of my past and move forward, in a new self that's free from negativity.
The secret of life and the universe itself may have been involved in the laws of attraction that's being used for the sake of profit, but I tell you this: no book ever written could ever write who you really are, unless you stop for a moment and listen to the song of your heart. From that moment I had found my innerBuddha, things have changed for better in my life. I can't believe how fast my life is evolving into what I dreamt it would be. Is it chance? Is it magic? I may never know. All I know is... I live each day with LOVE in my heart.
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