Copywriting

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I’ve been totally immersed in learning copywriting for the past week. This is my nature. I get interested in something or have a goal and my focus is on that 24/7. Everything else in my life gets ignored…LOL.

Discovering copywriting, this is not new to me. I’ve, always, known it existed, but I was never interested in learning it. I signed up for a year subscription with the Writer’s Market. The next day, an email about learning copywriting appeared in my inbox. I happen to read it instead of immediately deleting it.

After learning how copywriting is created, I was hooked. It was something I’d been doing versions of during my pursuit to be a writer. I thought, “Hell, I can do this and do it really well where I will succeed and accomplish my dream to write.”

So, fellow bloggers that is what I have been doing and why I haven’t been blogging.

Motivation

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First, I have to say I’m a Michael Jordan fan. When he was with the Chicago Bulls I didn’t watch basketball or any sports that much. But when the Bulls were in the NBA Finals, I watched the games and was in awe of Jordan. When I saw this quote by him I thought it’s the perfect one for this blog.

I’m having one of those days where I’m not motivated to do anything, but stare at the TV in bed. Why? I have no idea. It could be due to being tired. I woke up after sleeping six hours for the second day in a row. I ate breakfast and decided to go back to sleep, because I couldn’t put two thoughts together. Since I was useless, I figured I needed sleep.

After a couple more hours of sleep, I woke up feeling like a slug. Despite wanting to just lay in bed all day, I forced myself to get up, because I still had to take care of my pups. This is why it’s Great to have dogs, because when I was really depressed several years ago my pups kept me going.

Since I was out of bed, I got dressed. I argued with myself to just take a day off, but then I told myself that the non-profit isn’t going to start itself and my book isn’t going to get published by itself. In the next breathe, I became overwhelmed by everything that needed to be done, the money aspect of starting a non-profit and the evil invisible Failure entity.

I told myself take a baby step and get the keys to the mailbox I rented for the non-profit. Because when I went to fill out the paperwork to establish the non-profit as a 501c3 with the State of Colorado, the address part stopped me and I didn’t want to put my home address.

After picking up the keys, I have to say it has lifted my mood and sparked some motivation in me.

Balance: Non-profit

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 I worked on the website for the non-profit I’m creating on Saturday for eight hours. After the eight hours, I took my pups for a walk and when I came back I watched a movie. In the beginning of watching the movie, I struggled with just watching the movie, because I felt I should work on my non-profit some more.

However, I kept reminding myself I have to have balance. When I get focused on something I can go mach 10, ignore everything in my life and burn myself out. After telling myself over and over to keep balance in my life, I stopped pressuring myself to keep working and just enjoyed the movie.

Later that night, I had a panic attack and became overwhelmed over my non-profit endeavor. I wondered if I was getting into something that was going to be too much for me to handle. The fear of failure crept in. I calmed myself down by telling myself that I can’t do all of this by myself and to start looking for volunteers. And I told myself that I would make lots of mistakes, but that didn’t mean I was failing.

I had to try, because the real failure was to get caught up in my fears and do nothing to achieve my Goals.

Non-Profit: Idea, Creating, and Coming Soon

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As I was perusing Facebook, THE IDEA for the kind of non-profit to create hit me. I thought about its purpose,  its goals and figured out how to make it possible.

The GREAT thing about it is I can start it myself. I won’t need a staff, so the cost is minimal.

Best part about it, I’m fulfilling a dream, which is saving as many dogs as I can!

Yes, I still want to be a published writer and I’m still pursuing that. But, I’ve learned that in life a person should always have a plan A, plan B and a plan C.

The non-profit will be a fun, exciting and challenging job that I’ll enjoy doing as I wait to become Twilight Big writer success…lol. I don’t need to be that successful as a writer. But, it doesn’t hurt to dream.

If you recall my previous blog titled, Mom-Dreams, my mom was in this dream where I was discussing how I wanted to create a non-profit. Yeah, I know freaky, but I’ve come to learn that the dreams with my mother and/or my father in them they are telling me about the future.

Mom – Dreams

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Before my mother died, I told her she could still talk to me after she is gone. I told her she could talk to me and I would hear her or she could come to me in my dreams. Yes, every since I was a kid I could sense the dead. I don’t see dead people that would freak me out, but I know when the dead are around. Strange, I know. It still freaks me out.

After mom died, it took a year after her death, but she figured out how to communicate with me, because she has talked to me through my dreams several times. When she pops up in one of my dreams I pay attention to the dream. I really need to start writing my dreams down again so I can keep track of them. Lately, the dreams I had with my mom in them have been transpiring in my waking life.

I had a dream about the guy I was dating and he was traveling. He had to take an alternate route due to floods. I was talking to him on the phone as he was traveling. My mom was in the dream along with my Rottweiler, Daisy, who has passed on, too. The two of them have showed up together in my dreams often and I still don’t know what it means or if it means anything that Daisy is in the dreams.

The other day I was texting with the guy I was dating. When he told me that he had to take the bus instead of Amtrak due to flooding, deja vu happened. I recalled the dream I had several months ago that I described in the previous paragraph.

Today, I had a dream with only my mom in it. I was discussing with her about starting a non-profit. This is something I’ve been pondering for awhile and the guy I was dating suggested I start a non-profit.

I don’t know if this is my mother’s way of telling me to get moving on starting that non-profit or that I will start a non-profit soon. But I do know that my mama is telling me something when she shows up in my dreams.

Confession: Number Eight

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I’ve been in the Zone for the past 6 days.

When I’m working on my writing nothing else exists and pretty much everything gets ignored. This use to drive my ex crazy, because I was so focused on my goals and neglected him, housekeeping, cooking and pretty much everything.

Balance, I’m still working on this, but I slip and go into the Zone when I get obsessed at accomplishing, finishing or conquering a goal I’ve set for myself.

On Fridays, when it’s my four days off I’ve learned to just clean my place right when I get home from work. This way it gets done and I’ve done something other than focus on finishing my book.

My dogs force me to stop and exercise, because they can’t be neglected. They can’t walk themselves…lol. Or take care of themselves.

And, I did take time and have some fun during the six days. So, I’m improving and not completely immersing myself in my work.

Edit Done: Well, Almost

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After the marathon editing the past couple of days, I’ve finished editing the whole book for the last time.

YAAAAAAY!

There’s some tweeks I still need to take care of and I need to reread a section of a chapter I came across that might not flow. I read the chapters so fast that I don’t know if my brain was just tried or it wasn’t flowing right.

However, the editing is pretty much done and it’s on to looking for a Literary Agent.

I’m getting my armor shined and ready for this next phase. All the writers out there know what I’m talking about, yes, the rejection letters.

While I’m trying to get a literary agent to fall in love with my book, I’ll be working on Book Two.

Yes, this book is a series. Four books total.

Editing: Focused

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I have three chapters left to edit. Since 5:30 today, I’ve been editing and read 11 chapters. My brain is kinda hurting…lol.

When I found out I had six days off I thought of all the fun things I could do and I wasn’t going to spend the time editing. What have I done during my time off?

Edit My Book!

LOL!

Focused. Obsessed. I don’t know which one it is, but I didn’t expect to finish the editing during my time off.

Today, something got into me and I became determined to finish the edit.

Dreams – Goals: Never Give Up

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I read this on Facebook and this kind of stuff keeps me working on my goal to become a published writer.

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At age 23, Tina Fey was working at a YMCA.

At age 23, Oprah was fired from her first reporting job.

At age 24, Stephen King was working as a janitor and living in a trailer.

At age 27, Vincent Van Gogh failed as a missionary and decided to go to art school.

At age 28, J.K. Rowling was a suicidal single parent living on welfare.

At age 28, Wayne Coyne (from The Flaming Lips) was a fry cook.

At age 30, Harrison Ford was a carpenter.

At age 30, Martha Stewart was a stockbroker.

At age 37, Ang Lee was a stay-at-home-dad working odd jobs.

Julia Child released her first cookbook at age 39, and got her own cooking show at age 51.

Vera Wang failed to make the Olympic figure skating team, didn’t get the Editor-in-Chief position at Vogue, and designed her first dress at age 40.

Stan Lee didn’t release his first big comic book until he was 40.

Alan Rickman gave up his graphic design career to pursue acting at age 42.

Samuel L. Jackson didn’t get his first movie role until he was 46.

Morgan Freeman landed his first MAJOR movie role at age 52.

Kathryn Bigelow only reached international success when she made The Hurt Locker at age 57.

Grandma Moses didn’t begin her painting career until age 76.

Louise Bourgeois didn’t become a famous artist until she was 78.

Whatever your dream is, it is not too late to achieve it. You aren’t a failure because you haven’t found fame and fortune by the age of 21. Hell, it’s okay if you don’t even know what your dream is yet. Even if you’re flipping burgers, waiting tables or answering phones today, you never know where you’ll end up tomorrow.

Never tell yourself you’re too old to make it.
Never tell yourself you missed your chance.
Never tell yourself that you aren’t good enough.
You can do it. Whatever it is.

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(original post by Drew Forrester)

Fear: Live, Love..Don’t Be Afraid

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I read this blog, Advice from a Dying 24 Year Oldon MakeItUltra’s blog page. Read it. Take the time, read the blog, keep reading it and think about what this 24 year old is telling you.

What he says is what I experienced with my parents as they fought cancer and when they faced death. NOTHING matters when you’re dying. EXCEPT, love, happiness and living.

This 24 year old is right do what you love and that makes you happy. Work IS work if you don’t love what you do. You’re simply just collecting a paycheck.

Taking control of your life, this is YOUR LIFE. Live it the way you want, because when you’re facing death and you didn’t live it the way you wanted you’re sitting around regretting what you didn’t do.

My mother and father both had many regrets as they waited to die. And I watched my mother try to do the things she didn’t do for various reasons as the cancer ravaged her body. It was really sad to witness this and taught me to just live with no regrets.

However, it’s taken me awhile to live with no fear, to go after my dreams, to just do what I’ve been wanting to do (skydive, travel, etc.) and to open my heart. I spent a lot of time being afraid after my mother died and my divorce.

Then one day, I just said f*#k it and started living with no fear. I went back to working on my writing, making plans to jump out of a plane and I let another person into my life.

Going after my dream of being a published writer, it’s not easy. I’m always tired and don’t want to work on it, but I push myself to just do it. Because my dream can’t happen with my book just stored in my laptop.

If I found out I was dying tomorrow, I’d regret not doing the many things I want to do, like skydive. When I die I want no regrets or only a few. But if I have another fifty years to live then I’m going to do everything I want to do.

Despite opening my heart, the person didn’t want me, his behavior was cold and mean before and after moving away and I was really hurt. But I didn’t close my heart. I’m not letting the experience with him make me bitter or afraid to love someone. And to just forgive. Because I know if I close my heart, never forgive and I let past hurt keep me from letting someone into my life, I’ll never find love.

If you were told you would die tomorrow, think about it, because you could. You could get in your car and BOOM, car accident and die. What would you want to do before you died and have you lived your life where there would be no regrets?