So you found a new book?
Or maybe you just published one?
Did you find a new webcomic that you like?
Or a song you think everyone should hear?
No need for explanation…Just Share it.
You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!
Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.
Post links in the comments.
Occasionally I will too.
So I was going through a manuscript today…previously published. I am oddly confident in what I publish. I am aware that every book – even the ones published by the big publishers – often still have typos and other minor issues. There was only 2 minor typos. I was quite impressed. Now that being said…I wonder how many times I have missed errors. I employ a multiple eyes on a project policy. This means that the anthologies that Fae corps publishing puts together are edited by myself, and then I ask the authors to go through and let me know any mistakes I missed. Especially from their own story. I ask for them to read the whole thing and point out anything missed in the entire anthology. Because in the end I want to publish something that each author is proud of.
The perfectionist in me though edits it, then runs it through grammarly, then triple checks for anything that I may have missed. I feel like I have to be better because I am a small press. I am embarrassed by any mistakes that come with publishing. So, I try to get it right the first time.
I took a writing class and I was extremely embarrassed by the way it was done. There was a hot seat session. I handed, for my turn, an unedited version of a work in progress. The person who was running the class proceeded to tear into what was wrong. I hope that no one has to deal with that. I had not adjusted the layout and had things that I knew needed fixed because I wanted to see what the teacher would do. She made such a big deal about the minor things that I felt like I was doing awful. It was something that could have made me walk away from writing. I was irritated by the way I was feeling. Instead, I decided that I would learn to do it better. I would never send my work out to be edited without it being edited by me first.
When you judge people you have no idea what you are doing to them. You could end up being the reason why they give up. Or you could be the reason why they knuckle down and improve. The only person who can possibly know what they are going to do is the one you are judging.
okay, I am done random rambling. What do you feel like has to be perfect? why?
I have always been envious of the Talent for art my brother has. I got a talent for words, he got the talent for art. I have to work hard to learn how to do things that come naturally to him. I have been building skills in art.
However, that being said…for me it all started with a dog. my mom showed me how to do a simple dog. I used that to start learning how to draw other things.
So I am always looking for new webcomics. A friend of mine told me that his wife had started one. It is so far off to an excellent start! Join me in reading Of Coffeehouses and Cupids.
The art, to my eye, has a very manga feel to it. I love the characters so far and I am seriously looking forward to reading more.
Lyrics:
Hey, your glass is empty
It’s a hell of a long way home
Why don’t you let me take you?
It’s no good to go alone
I never would have opened up
But you seemed so real to me
And after all the bullshit I’ve heard
Refreshing not to see
That I don’t have to pretend
She doesn’t expect it from me
So, don’t tell me I
Haven’t been good to you
Don’t tell me I
Have never been there for you
Just tell me why
Nothing is good enough
Hey little girl, would you like some candy?
Your Momma said it’s okay
The door is open, come on outside
No, I can’t come out today
It’s not the wind that cracked your shoulder
And threw you to the ground
Who’s there that makes you so afraid?
You’re shaken to the bone
And no, I don’t understand
You deserve so much more than this
So, don’t tell me why
He’s never been good to you
Don’t tell me why
He’s never been there for you
Don’t you know that why
It’s simply not good enough
Oh, so just let me try
I will be good to you
Just let me try
And I will be there for you
I’ll show you why
You’re so much more than
Good enough
So, don’t tell me why
He’s never been good to you
Don’t tell me why
He’s never been there for you
Don’t you know that why
It’s simply not good enough
Oh, so just let me try
I will be good to you
Just let me try
And I will be there for you
I’ll show you why
You’re so much more than
Good enough
My Two Cents- This song stuck with me. The person who I have always thought of when I have heard it is no longer welcome in my life…but the song still stands for the idea that I am enough. I don’t often feel like I am. I struggle with my own worth. I hope that those who are like me and struggle will hear this message. you don’t always see the ones that adore you for the perfect person you are. You are enough. You are more than enough. you are perfect.
So you found a new book?
Or maybe you just published one?
Did you find a new webcomic that you like?
Or a song you think everyone should hear?
No need for explanation…Just Share it.
You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!
Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.
Post links in the comments.
Occasionally I will too.
I consider photography to be an art. I am an amateur. I asked a man once who I knew to be a good photographer why he did not pursue his art. He had such an eye for color and beauty.
He told me that if he considered it to be art he couldn’t do it.
Surprised, I asked him why?
He told me that if it were art it would have to be perfect. It would anger him to create Imperfect art. But as a picture it would be okay if it was natural. Nature has flaws.
That has always baffled me. For me, it would frustrate me to see the differences between nature and my pictures. Still, I can take a picture and make it look better on the computer. I can adjust the brightness, the colors, and the contrast. Somehow that makes me feel better about the shots I take.
In this alternate reality of The American Revolution, battles are fought with electric guitars and loud music! Tension is rising in Boston, as the colonial militia band, The Paul Reveres, square off against the British regiment, The Union Jack-Offs, in this epic radtacular pursuit of life, liberty, and PUNK ROCK!
The Paul Reveres is written and drawn by Tina Pratt and updates every Monday.
*Description copied from the comic’s about page.
The art on this is really cute. It has an almost high school art feel. I love the characters and the general feel of it. It reads like history and fantasy at the same time
I think it will be a fun read for y’all.
Lyrics:
I knew a man, called him Sandy Cane
Few folks even knew his name
But a hero, yes was he
Left a boy, came back a man
Still many just don’t understand
About the reasons we are free
I can’t forget the look in his eyes
Or the tears he cried
As he said these words to me
All Gave Some, Some Gave All
Some stood through for the red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some Gave All
Now Sandy Cane is no longer here
But his words are oh so clear
As they echo throughout our land
For all his friends who gave us all
Who stood their ground and took the fall
To help their fellow man
Love your country and live with pride
And don’t forget those who died
America can’t you see?
All Gave Some, Some Gave All
Some stood through for the red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some Gave All
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Yes recall
Some Gave All
Some Gave All
My Two Cents- This will post the day after Memorial Day. Those who listen to Country probably know this artist for the hit “Achy Breaky Heart” That song always pissed me off because this was the title track. It is so much better a song. It to me always personified Memorial Day. I debated about using it this week due to the fact that it will post the day after…But really the sentiment is good for any day. Though I have my issues with current American politics…I am a born and bred southern lady from the good ole US of A. My family has been a part of the country for several generations. My Great Grandfather was one of Pershing’s Own. He and my Great Grandmother and their Son Walton (A gentle soul that I loved as a child – Had Down Syndrome and was born during the time that Down Syndrome children were institutionalized. He played guitar and loved to spend time with me.) are buried not far from the tomb of the unknown soldier in Arlington National Cemetary. Great Grandfather was in World War I. By the time WWII came around, he had a family and my Great Grandmother refused to sign the permission slip for him to fight.
My stepfather – Bobby was a merchant marine.
My Aunt Elly was Navy.
My cousin (the eldest of us on my mom’s side) is a Marine.
My grandfather (Mom’s Side) was military – Though I don’t know much about him.
To all who served, and are gone, I remember you. Thank you for your sacrifice.
Pattimouse 