feisty mind

Between real and magic, I am oh-so many things: aspiring author, witch, mother, sportswoman, ambitious corporate professional, feminine bitch, slightly crazy.

So this is not a perfectly curated life here, it’s messy. Some of us were not, indeed, built for still waters.

Here I lay it all down (or almost all): the questions that haunt me, the quiet truths that won’t let go, the books that change me, the words that keep me awake at night, and the worlds I long to live in.

Feisty mind. Restless soul. Always moving toward the next chapter.

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  • Social Media

    An untapped source of knowledge and content.Apparently, from all my readings about the social media topic (because I am old and was raised before Google was even a thing), we need to build a network that includes authors, agents, editors, publishers, writers, and any other relevant parties for this endeavor. So I delved deeply into…

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  • Soulful Lines

    And then I sit here, in the garden of my childhood house, and I cannot tell anymore what kind of person I would be if my father were still alive.More confounding yet, I’m not sure if I could give it up for just one more day with him anymore. I used to think that; that…

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  • Iterative process

    The first blog introduction was clear and to the point—more about the (future) book than about me. I wrote it in 5 minutes after listening to my favorite writing podcast, and it was done. Here: Uneasy minds need to write (and read) Aspiring author, currently elbow-deep in the chaotic process of writing a book. This…

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  • Non-writing skills

    The only way to get it done is by doing. That also goes for the things you don’t want to do, but have to. The idea started with the notion that this book needs to sell, which means I need readers. I should work for someone, not just for my pleasure; I call it common…

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  • Magical Echoes

    You don’t own me: I’m not just one of your many toysYou don’t own me: Don’t say I can’t go with other boys And don’t tell me what to doDon’t tell me what to sayAnd please, when I go out with youDon’t put me on display ’cause You don’t own me: Don’t try to change…

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  • Soulful Lines

    Old objects bring me solace—small bits of memories encapsuled by hard exteriors; the hourly chime of the pendulum clock, the aluminum butter dish from my grandparents’ summer house, the ’80s coffee cups from my parents’ wedding gifts, the hundred portraits spread over all home surfaces. I like to be surrounded by it, the nostalgia, the…

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  • Feedback

    I received some cutting feedback on the first part of my book. Now I am stuck!I had no illusions about the quality of my first chapters, but still, there are so many things to change, refine, and rethink that I’m at a loss. I’m unsure whether to go back and revise now or finish this…

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  • Inability for book reviews

    To be honest, I cannot keep up with reviews of all the books I read. I read way too much, still too much, despite my best intentions. The goal of one book per week (which is already excessive according to my husband) is a no-go. I need books to survive, and I cannot deny it;…

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  • Magical Echoes

    Yeah, you bleed just to know you’re alive. Iris – Goo Goo Dolls ‧ 1998

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  • Clichés

    Nobody tells you.Nobody tells you that putting yourself first means putting others second, by definition. And for a lifetime people pleaser like me, that is a feat. A feat I am learning, but it takes time. Also, nobody tells you that accepting yourself as you are (another lovely cliché) is more difficult than it seems.…

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