Organizing Content in Social Media

How sweet it is when we see a life rope headed our way.

Good morning, West Coast, and good afternoon in the East.

Jane Friedman, holding many credentials,  writes an excellent newsletter.  Anyone who participates in Facebook, twitter, LinkedIn, Tumbler, and so on, would find the newsletter listed here something to consider.  The links she shared promise great help in organizing possible social network posts/topics of interest to your friends and readers.  She calls these linked sites “Curators.”  I hope those interested can find something that helps streamline managing social media.

Have a great week, all.  Put yesterday away, let tomorrow come as it will, and enjoy today.

A Cup of Assertiveness, Anyone? One Lump or Two?

A fun Photo: Barkerville old gold rush town. Summer 1966

I know.  The photos have nothing to do with the post.  But they are fun photos taken by my folks the summer after our wedding. Enjoy!

Assertiveness.  Yes, I would admire the skill. I remember years ago during a state inspection of a nursing home where I worked, feeling like a balloon,  air swooshing out of the stem, when someone gently said, “I can see you are upset.” Why did that calm me? Where does one find such a statement in the face of another’s anger?

Where does one draw the line between asserting the needs and wants of the true inner you, versus giving to loved ones or others when it brings you pleasure to give?

Whether or not we follow a doctrine or a religion, our culture is influenced by spiritual ideals.  Older women grew up during a time when expectations for women or wives were different and struggled either for or against women’s lib.  I chuckled when I read the home economics class advice given to girls in the fifties. We’ve come a long way.

As a caveat for having gastric sleeve surgery, a tool to assist with weight management, after my psych evaluation, the doctor agreed with the assessor and mandated psychological therapy for a year.  I’ll honor one more of six group sessions, and then I’m back to being me.  They can’t take the surgery back, (done Aug 11) so I’ll practice the assertiveness they so much encourage me to learn, and say, “I wont be attending any more sessions for a while.”

Barkerville old gold rush town - Dad beside stage coach. Summer 1966

Counseling can be about issues surrounding poor self-image, not being true to who we are (assuming folks know who they are), always yielding, and unsatisfying relationships—all believed to be the villains in the battle against obesity.

Recent research reveals the scientific basis for obesity, and society hasn’t caught up with the evidence. Yes, resulting psychology issues are involved, but genetic structure, hormones, and brain chemistry—shown through modern pet scans—tell a different story. The villains unmasked are dieting, yes dieting, and/or junk food—both guaranteed to set up folks genetically disposed, to experience obesity running full steam ahead.

Don’t misunderstand.  I believe counseling can help many if they are ready. (Can I see heads nodding?  ‘She’s not ready.’)

I am content, often living in the moment, connecting, giving, loving, not judging, (except against group therapy for me) and occasionally exploding under the self-generated pressure of needing 36 hour days.  I leave the re-shaping of my soul in the hands of the creative power of the universe—and inevitably I see growth and change according to life experiences.  Why would I tinker with the plan?

And the winner is Diana Murdock

On my October 25th blog, I offered a drawing for the Donald Maass book “Writing the Breakout Novel” to all who commented.  Diana Murdock was the name pulled from the bag.  Hope you find great things in the book, Diana.  I am currently reading “Fire in Fiction” and highly recommend it.  Now back to writing.  Weekend approaching, wishing you all a fantastic finish of the week, and something you enjoy on the weekend.

For your viewing pleasure, stick with this video to get the message.  I think you’ll enjoy it as much as I did.

Swimming at night, Exercise Resistance & Commitment

Stand of trees dressed for Autumn

November arrives and we lose an hour somewhere.

What’s it like to swim in the dark?  In an outdoor pool?  In cool weather?  Amidst floodlights?  Alone? Imagining  writers using the setting for thriller mysteries?

Chase the creepy imaginings away, feel the warm water like silk over your skin, and it’s wonderful.  The sense of accomplishment and the hot tub, aahhh,  rewards.

My swimming hole is a twenty-five minutes away, not because of the distance, but because the road winds through picturesque small acreages, ending on a spit jutting out between two ocean bays.  During the slow twilight drive amidst trees of blended gold, red and green, a pervasive peace pushes time pressures aside.

No, that's not me. The guy wasn't there either.

Back home, when swim day arrives again, self-talk is required. So lovely, why would I resist? Time pressures, yes, but memories can hitch on the negative. The wet walk from the locker shower, shivering  through the open area, feeling the cool autumn breeze adding a chill.  I switch the memory to the positive … like after the first half lap when I feel warmth again … and back to the pool, I go.  Maybe.

Readers, do you have an exercise program? Does it improve your lives?  Mood?  Health?  Is it difficult to stick to the plan? Please share your experience in a comment.

Not related to the topic, if you would like  wee Celtic music break, enjoy the video.  Have a great week, my blog friends.

SIWC gave us a live security demo just like TV, for Master Class Day

Juneau AK Mendenhall Glacier with Fireweed in the foreground

The expected arrival of two former US presidents, Bill Clinton and George Bush, at the Sheraton Guildford Hotel on the same day of the master classes of the SIWC gave a live demo of the security set-up for such an event. Why did the presidents come to the Sheraton Guilford Hotel? For an economic summit.  An story there somewhere!

Roads closed, parking compromised, guards at the elevator doors and populating the lobby, and a heavy presence at every entrance. Secret service, Security, RCMP, crew cuts and suits, everywhere … casting eyes to and fro and maintaining that special blank blind look.

I had waited too long and barreled toward my favorite bathroom, suddenly blocked by two guards. As I pleaded with my eyes, already tinged yellow, a tall buff ‘suit’ wearing a squiggly wire leading from his ear to the back of his neck, and tucked down behind his open size 17 collar, gave me the, “One more word and I’ll shoot.” look.

Rumors? The Surrey Fire Department Hazmat team was on the way. Thursday slipped into the late afternoon, and they all disappeared.  Not a trace. Thankfully.

The writer’s conference rose above the milling ‘suits,’ limitations and elevator delays. Workshops, presenters from Canada, the US,  Scotland, and beyond, the MC nicknamed ‘Betty White of the North,’ the food variety served buffet style, the sharing at the round tables during keynotes and meals, the entertainment in “Shock Theatre” provided by presenters, and the hotel Sheraton Guildford service—all drew over 550 attendees into camaraderie—as we absorbed the full circle of instruction of immense value to writers.

Saturday night’s highlight, with a Royal Canadian Mounty standing on stage for protection, began as the audience buzzed with anticipation. Robert Dugoni, best selling author and presenter, stood beside the auctioneer, watched and perspired, as KC Dyer she auctioned off his T-shirt, the winner to strip

1958 photo of Mounties in Uniform, Musical Ride Cranbrook BC

the shirt away on stage.   The crowd cheered and laughed until muscles couldn’t bear it.  We heard a few bids by men and female shouts, “How much for the Mountie?” Bidders hiked the price to buy the symbol of the black T- shirt, “This day, we will write!” Our motto after his keynote speech Friday brought us to our feet. KC Dyer managed, using innuendo, to get the bidding up to $400, the final bid echoing through the banquet room from a male voice. Anyone want to guess who got Robert Dugoni’s T-shirt?  We laughed long and hard, loving every minute.

Congratulations all who put the conference together—atmosphere warm, superb education, agent/editor appointments plentiful, blue pencils with authors reading our work valuable, and workshops to hone our skills in writing, business, social networking, films and the future.

Many writers and presenters are heading to ECWC.  Wishing you in GSRWA another “best conference ever.”  Sorry I’ll miss it this year.

Last year I won a raffle basket.  Anyone who comments will be drawn for a free book, Donald Maass “Writing the Breakout Novel.” And if you guess the specialty item I won, you get an extra ticket in the draw pot to win.

My Blog plan is to write once weekly on a variety of topics,  so I hope you’ll stop by each Tuesday.  Cheers!

Self Discipline Versus Freedom

Sun Setting, Peaceful Time of Day

I promised a Thursday blog, but I didn’t say what time … did I?

Yesterday, as I dragged away from a 12 hour day at my  computer at 10:30 PM, I decided to approach Thursday by relaxing over my “do list.”  However I am a disobedient child, not to anyone else, but to myself, and today, when I planned to do some catching up on bookkeeping, I am writing. Yesterday, my list directed me to write, so I worked on the books.

Most folks don’t want to be backed into a corner by others. But me? I resist my own efforts for a disciplined approach to accomplishments.  There are a multitude of classes and books covering goal setting and motivate behaviors.  Goal setting to me, feels like a trap.  Self discipline again.  And there sits my trusty timer, smiling at me. I do know it works for others, so I’m not knocking the concept. We are each unique.

Forgiveness and love begins at home in my own heart, toward myself.  And it’s working.  I am relaxed today, and in five years no one will care about my “do list” including me.  The deep creative part of me is stirring amidst this peace.  The writing improves.

In a prior post we discussed the subconscious response to positive thinking.  Folks talk about “wanting to do something” and “believing you can do something” and both are important. It is getting to the “wanting with your whole heart” and “Believing with your whole heart” that is difficult.  We have constructed barriers or fences for protection. Michael Hague, writing teacher extraordinaire,  calls it living in our identity, but once we are brave enough to break through, we can live in our essence.   So if something in the subconscious is more powerful, the half truth must be overcome and the barrier removed.

I have a tight fisted grip on freedom.   What does freedom mean to you?   And I’d love to hear what you think about self-discipline, not mine, but yours.  Grin.

A Little Music Today

Deception Pass Park, WA State

I don’t have much to say today, (now that’s news!) so I’m sharing a beautiful rendition of “Don’t Cry For Me Argentina” by Andre Reiu and his orchestra.  The video is over 6 minutes long, so if this music is your thing, you can listen while you do something else if time pressured. Enjoy!

“Over the Backyard Fence” blog has invited me to be a guest on Wednesday, September 28.  I wrote a story one might share over the fence with a neighbor, a glimpse of a wee adventure growing up in a small mountain town.  Join me tomorrow, Wednesday Sept 28, here.

Friday Fun, Dancing into the Weekend

Shared photo from Photobucket site

Autumn Leaves

Lacing up my blog shoes a little late today.  I’ve been drinking in the blue sky, the leaves rattling in the breeze, and pouring over my “do list” to see what I can ignore.   Hope your Friday provides a good launching pad into the weekend.

See you next Tuesday, on my new schedule.  Wednesday I’m a guest blogger  at “Over The Backyard Fence“, a blog shared by Laveda Dee, Laurie Ryan, Tricia Jones, Jan Bowles, Jillian Chantal, Nancy, Valerie J Patterson, and Jamie Cody.

If you visit the site on Sept 28, you can read  my blog about young girls (who me?) having fun, and what might/could have happened.  I call them little  (or huge) supernatural rescues.

Enjoy the calming video to set aside the rush of the day.  Take a deep breath, relax and enjoy.

Positive Thinking: Is It Powerful?

The Rose? Or the darkness behind it?

One psychologist’s suggestions for improvement or life changes are paraphrased below.  Platitudes about positive thinking alone are not convincing,  but she pointed out how and why it works.

To paraphrase her words:  The subconscious mind does not judge, but only seeks to obey our thoughts and  unconsciously bring about situations and actions to make them come to pass .  We therefore must learn first of all, to recognize a negative thought, stop it cold in it’s tracks, and challenge the downer with a positive believable and convincing alternative.  The subconscious will adopt the newest thought, the positive one, and will set in motion, things to make it come to pass.

Can this affirmation technique help us examine situations and see if a positive light can shine on them?

For example, Mondays are a fabulous opportunity for a fresh start to the work week!  Have a good one, all.

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