Keep Calm and Carry On??? No Fucking Thanks!!!

I saw this picture and thought of you! I read this as a sign to rebel against the “norms” and live the way you want because one person can change the world, or at least one person’s world. And you’re changing people’s lives every single day by being exactly who you are and not apologizing for it.-RWR reader

I received this in a private message last night after I posted my latest entry called I Don’t Chase After Anyone Anymore. I have to say that it must have struck a nerve with a lot of people because I received so many positive comments. Both public and private. I’m overwhelmed by my reader’s message to me. I’ve said before and I’ll say it again, I write the things that many people feel. I’m not afraid to say them though. I do this so that others don’t have to.

I oftentimes second guess myself and wonder if my words make a difference. Then I receive a message from a sweet young woman that is trying to find her way in this big bad world. The thing she doesn’t realize though I’m not so young anymore, I’m doing the same thing. I’m still trying to find my worth and my way. I’m trying to find where I fit in. How to leave my mark. What I can do to make this world a better place not only for me but for others.

With my young reader’s words and the sign she sent me, she made me realize that I have left my mark. I’ve left it in her heart. I’ve helped her realize that being “normal” is boring. That we must create our own normal. I hope I keep inspiring others along with myself. There’s still a lot of work to be done.

I read the message to Roger Darling last night and tears were streaming down my face. He asked me why I was crying. I told him because this is all I ever wanted to do. I wanted to inspire. He told me it wasn’t the first time I’d heard that I had changed someone by what I’d written. And it most certainly won’t be the last. Damn do I love that man.

I think my next post is going to be about a mind altering blow job, so watch out! Happy Sunday and Happy Veteran’s Day.

 

13 thoughts on “Keep Calm and Carry On??? No Fucking Thanks!!!

    • Welcome and thank you so much for the kind comment. I’m unconventional to say the least. I’m glad you’re here and I hope you keep reading. As Forrest Gump’s momma said, life is like a box of chocolates. You never what you’re going to get.

      And honey, here at Rendezvous that couldn’t be more true.😉

    • Oh honey the story is already started. Just gotta bang away at the keys to get it out of my head. I’m sure you’ll love it! Bahahahahahahahah!

      OMFG my mother would be mortified. Fortunately I only read her my fictional posts. She tends to become quite squeamish with my journal entries and erotica. Giggle.

  1. The odd thing here is you never know who you’re going to alter. I had a very moving email the other day from someone I do actually know, but whom I suspected wasn’t following me too closely on my blog. Getting a reaction out of her is like getting blood out of an anvil. Then she surprised me
    ‘I don’t think you realise just how much power your words have…. I think of you blogging away, and posting comments, and posting your short stories… Just wanted you to know that from the outside you’ve really got something’
    That was heartwarming

    • That is very, very heartwarming. I love your description of her. I had a young reader come to me and tell me that I saved her from killing herself. She read one of my journal entries and realized that life was worth living and that she needed help. She checked herself in for a 72 psych eval and found out that her meds were off. She told me had she not read my words, she would have died. That was the most powerful and powerless I’ve ever felt in my life.

      Keep pounding those keys my dear. Know that we are making a difference.

      • Pounding keys is just about all I do. I’m serious. Most of my waking hours are spent writing, or planning what I’m going to write the next day.
        If I tell myself I’ll write something the next day, I always do unless something better occurs to me in the long dark watches of the night, then I write that instead.
        But I do write every day, even when I feel like cack and don’t want to bother.

      • My problem isn’t that they dry up. I have so many things going on in my head – blogging, my second novel, short stories, general nonsense, odd ways of seeing things that happen to me, taking the piss out of people I know (this is a pastime of mutual consent, by the way), just banging stuff out.
        My problem is not that the words will dry up. My problem is that the words just won’t stop. I get blocked on something, I just switch tack and I’m off again. And there are only 24 hours in the day. What a handicap.

      • I’m with you on that. Once in awhile I have to step back and shut down. If I don’t I fear I will lose my mind. There are a few times I stepped so close to the edge of that cliff that I almost toppled over, never to return. Fortunately I have a wonderful husband and very good friends that reel me back in. I have to say though, it is a good handicap to have. I would rather have too many words swirling around my head, than none. It was good chatting with you. Come back anytime….

      • Weird one. Ms Anvil has chosen to use me as a sounding board for something she wants to submit to our Writers’ Circle.

        I quote,

        You’re good at discussing things, so I hope you don’t mind me throwing some
        > replies to your comments back at you. It would be good to get your opinion
        > again

        Knock me down with a feather

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