What is a dream? Does it have a meaning? Could it be something more... For Addy it was. Why don't you check out my latest short story "The Promise of a dream" published on The Long and the Short of it. I'll let you in on a secret, it was based on a dream I had... Hope you enjoy it! Sweet dreams ;-)
I'm not much of a soccer fan, but last night I watched the World Cup Championship final, and it was worth it. Spain won! And Madrid has gone wild, and I have discovered a really cute player: Xabi Alonso. LOL.
Have a nice day! Hope no one is melting from the heat like I am >< (we're almost at 40ยบ celsius).
Well, the manuscript is completed. The synopsis is done. Everything seems to be in order...Now, to find it all a good home.
It's a tough choice... and this "no multiple submissions" condition that most publishers have is a tid bit annoying, since you don't hear from them at least until a a month has passed by, wasting precious time. Oh well...that's the way the cookie crumbles. Let's do a little research!
I just finished editing my last novel: Angelica and Alexander (hummm, maybe I should switch the title)...and now comes what for me is the hardest part: writing the synopsis. Ugh...
Yes, somehow, I have made it past an intense month or so of exams. Today, about 2 hours ago I finished my last exam. So now, I'm finally free to do whatever I please! Yippee!
Ven Conmigo is Spanish for... Stop by and read my latest erotic short story published at the Long and the short of it and you just might find out ;-)
Note: I'm overwhelmed with class work! So this will probably be the last you hear from me until the end of June. Meanwhile, have a naughty great time! Feel free to leave any comments either here, on my Facebook or Twitter.
I'm still around, it's just that I'm busy with university work. The school year is coming to an end, projects have to be turned in, exams are taking place... etc. It's let's see how much stress a human being can cope with- time!
Anyhow, my creative side is cruel and it decides to play with me when I don't have time to give it wings. By nature, I'm a very musical person (going around without my mp3 is as if they'd cut out one of my limbs. I drive my sister insane by my a cappella singing around the house), therefore, it's not the first time that music helps inspire my writing. However, lately 2 out of 3 songs I hear brings an image to my mind and opens up a world of possibilities for a future story. It's unnerving because I simply can't stop and explore the prospect like I'd like to.
I'm resisting the urge to write, but that doesn't mean I can't edit and do a little something here and there (you'll see what I mean next week, hehehe).
Anyways, speaking of music, this song has just been beckoning me to go and give pure fantasy writing another try...
maybe I will... once I finish my exams. We'll see...
Question is, How do you feel about music? Is it part of who you are? of your day to day? Does it inspire you?
The three girls fell asleep together. They were trapped and their only option was to obey blindly and hope that they didn't get converted into one of the screaming statues. Horrendous creatures made out of flesh and stone. They would be carved up to look like a grotesque gigantic human being. They were not real statues, for they could see and move. They couldn't speak for they had no mouths. However, if you got real close or looked into their eyes, you could see the human bodies inside, screaming over and over again in agony.
One of the girls moaned in her sleep. Her eyelids fluttered as she dreamed. She had gone to bed holding on to a single thread of hope. It was materializing in her dreams just now. He stood above her and swooped her into his arms. She looked up at him with a questioning look. He replied by crushing his lips against hers. She smiled in her sleep. He would come, she was certain.
It's not the first time that I dream of something and wake up with the urge to make a great story out of it. Most of the time though, I give up on the idea. Usually it's because in waking-life, I have already forgotten half the dream or at least an element that was crucial in the dream escapes me in real life. Other times, because the whole thing just makes me nostalgic, I can't bare to relive the dream by writing it down.
Nonetheless, there are times when I'm able to blend the elements of the dream into my imagination and make up something which leaves me satisfied. Unfortunately, those times are rare.
Do you ever write about your dreams? Are you ever inspired by them? Do you think that there's a meaning behind a dream? Or is it just a playful figment of your imagination?
By the way, this upcoming Thursday, April 8th, be on the lookout for my latest erotic short story at The Long and the Short of it!
It's time to reveal my truths concerning my last post... drum roll, please... My truth was number 3: I'm bilingual in English and Spanish. I've been living in Spain since I was 6 years old, but I also attended an American School, and am American myself, so I speak both languages fluently.
As for my lies, well, my favorite color is black, I love chocolate, I don't really like techno-music, I am a woman, I absolutely despise cockroaches and I love dogs.
Simple, huh? Speaking of dogs, time to take mine for a walk.
