Imagine you are in a court room. On the long fit-for-thanksgiving table in front of you are all your sins.
Everyone has at least one New Years Resolution, or at least some sort of goal in mind of what they want to do in 2017, even if they don’t say it out loud. Well, this year, I made four resolutions, only one of which I have successfully kept up with every day. Quiet Time.
Am I officially a writer now that I am sitting in a Starbucks drinking tea and editing my story? I’d say so.
It’s okay to ask for help. That doesn’t mean you are stupid or incapable of solving the problem or completing the task. It just means you realize that you are just human and there is no possible way you could do it alone.
The quick tap-tapping of my keys is the only sound I hear as I write this piece. Slow at first, then faster- faster and more sporadic as my thoughts flit in my head and onto the screen.
If you haven’t heard already, the presidential inauguration address will be given by Trump tomorrow. And believe it or not, the world will not explode into a million pieces when he comes up on stage. Neither will the world erupt in celebration. The only thing guaranteed is that the sun will rise.
Cinderella, Snow White, Aurora, Rapunzel, Belle- what do all these people have in common? Not only are they Disney princesses, but they are perfect Disney princesses.