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Writing as an ambivert…
People have always assumed that I’m an extrovert due to my friendly nature. Truth be told – those who know me on a deeper level, know I’m actually an ambivert (an ambivert is a combination of a extrovert and introvert personality). However, when I am in the writing zone I become very introverted and live in my own world.
I spend lot of time on my own – imagining my story lines and characters, jotting down random strings of words which come to me and observing the world around me whilst remaining detached.
Thing is, I have to come out of my self imposed exile and connect to people when I want to get my writing out there and communicate it to the world.
For me writing means living in two separate worlds and hopefully my ambivert personality can continue to have a foothold in each, as for me that is the perfect balance needed for my creativity.
Inspiration: Quote from Matisse
Validation
Was thinking about my fears when it comes to my writing and I have realized I have worked through a lot of it thanks to some great advice.
I always used to fear not being validated but then I realized I dont need it!
The best piece of advice I have received from my mentor this year is:
To not give a #%$@ when people don’t support you and never share with them because its not worth it.
Its made me more confident and creative, enabled me to write more so that I have completed more work this year than ever (even with my bouts of not being able to write for various reasons).
Inspiration: My Favourite Novel
What inspires me: Quote by Clarissa Pinkola Estes
What doesnt kill me makes me want to fight harder to have what I want and need…
“Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered…”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype.
Short Story Competition: Epic Worlds
Melbourne Spoken Word
Just discovered that an old acquaintance helped set this up which is a new organisation revolving around poetry and spoken word in Melbourne:
http://melbournespokenword.com/about/
Need my space…my writing space
I realised several months ago whilst having a Skype session with my mentor that I didn’t have my own space for writing.
Every writer needs to have their own physical place for working and for far too long I’ve been writing in all sorts of places without my own base.
Dont get me wrong – inspiration can hit me at any time and anywhere but I need somewhere I can come back to which is mine and only mine.
So I put it out there that I wanted an antique writing desk and it came to me.
My friend Queen B lost her mother several months ago and was selling some of her antique furniture. I asked my friend if she had a writers desk and she did so I organised to have a look at it. Its what I needed and wanted and after instinctually finding the key and opening it up, I knew it was meant to be.
The thing which has stayed with me is after I purchased it, Queen B told me that her mother would be so pleased a real writer was using it.
Now I just need to give it my own touch and I wont have any more excuses for not having my own private space for getting on with the task at hand…
Pictures taken by Queen B at her mum’s place.
My inspiration: Keep Dancing from Paloma Faith
A few days ago I got to meet Paloma Faith after her concert. I thanked her for her music as its helped me in various ways…she thanked me in turn and told me to keep dancing.
This is a song which has resonated with me and has inspired me with the contemporary novel I am currently writing:
Beauty Remains
My eyes are always open though my heart is blind
But something’s different this time ’cause it’s me and you
Everything’s changing for me
When people say they’ve heard me say it all before
I don’t think they were listening ’cause I feel it more
The angels must’ve sent you ’cause they heard me cry
Waiting so long for this time to arrive
So I make a dress from my sorrows, and shoes from my sadness
And dance all the way into love
Trouble passes and beauty remains
And though I know this could turn tragic
It’s alright, it’s alright, ’cause I am willing to take more hurt if it’s from you
Oh baby
I’ll take the pain from you
I know there’ll be no love unless I just let go
I’m standing here before you turn my tears to gold
I’ll leave my past behind it’s such a heavy load
I put my dreams into you, they’ll grow
So I make a dress from my sorrows, and shoes from my sadness
And dance all the way into love
Trouble passes (Trouble passes), and beauty remains (Beauty remains)
And though I know this could turn tragic (Could turn tragic)
It’s alright, It’s alright
‘Cause I am willing to take more hurt if it’s from you
Oh baby
I’ll take the pain from you
Oh yeah
And oh and know that trouble passes (Trouble passes)
And beauty remains (Beauty remains)
And Oh I now this could turn tragic (Could turn tragic)
But it’s alright, it’s alright
‘Cause I am willing to take more hurt from you
Oh baby
I’ll take the pain from
Oh yeah
Trouble passes (Oh Trouble passes)
And beauty remains (Beauty remains)
And though I know this could turn tragic (I know this could turn tragic)
It’s alright, it’s alright
‘Cause I am willing to take more hurt if it’s from you
Oh baby, I’m willing to take more hurt from you (Beauty remains)
Oh yeah
I’ll take the pain from you, Oh yeah
by Paloma Faith










