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Wednesday, 18 September 2013
May I Have This Dance?
It's funny how the smallest things can make us flash back to a specific memory in our pasts, or certain music can create a scene in your head, or how a certain smell reminds you of a certain season. Sights, sounds, and smells usually send me flying back to the past, remembering distant memories that I usually forget to think about. It's nice when a song comes on and suddenly I'm no longer in my living room, I'm transported to a ballroom. I'm wearing a beautiful long, cream coloured dress and my hair is in a tight bun near the top of my head. White candles are lit all around the room, there is no other light but candle light. A man in a suit walks out from the shadows and takes my hand. He holds out his arms as if asking "may I have this dance?" I smile and nod, and silently accept. We begin spinning around the room, dancing effortlessly, despite never taking a single lesson. We smile, not only with our lips, but with our eyes as well. Our steps are perfectly in tune, never missing a beat, like we're moving as one. We swirl and twirl around the ballroom as the piano notes quicken, still never missing a step. But soon enough, the music slows and we stop twirling and begin to sway instead. I close my eyes for a moment to enjoy the beautiful music and the smell of burning candle wax that surrounds me. We stop swaying as the music stops, and I open my eyes. I'm back in my living room. If only, if only.
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ballroom,
candles,
dance,
dancing,
dress,
imagination,
memories,
scenery,
sights,
smells,
sounds,
writing
Thursday, 6 September 2012
Publish Your Own Books!
Today, I stumbledupon this site called "blurb". It's super awesome, especially if you love writing just as much as I do. Basically what this site is all about is you have the ability to create your own books, order one (or many), sell them online, or share them on the website. By using this website you could be creating memories for yourself, making money, beginning a career, getting recognition and much more. I think that this website is probably the best thing since sliced bread, I highly suggest going and checking it out. Even for those of you who don't like writing so much but are interested in things like photography, family histories or even just storing memories. The website has many options to choose from, they even have "Facebook and Instagram" books where you can upload your photos (as well as comments and captions) and save them in a book to capture your best work, memories and moments. I've already created one book, (the Facebook one) for my boyfriend and myself, it's pictures of us over the past few years ranging from now to when we first started dating and I love it! The prices are also pretty fair as well. You have to download the program for anything other than the Facebook and Instagram books but it's really easy to figure out (I even skipped the tutorial!) and totally worth it, also, the program is free. On the website you can also purchase books that other people have created. I just love everything about this website, you have endless options for creativity and expanding your knowledge as well as you imagination. You can't go wrong! Definitely go check it out and give it a try, who knows, maybe you'll become a famous author, artist, or photographer!
Here is a link to the website:
http://www.blurb.ca <-- Canada
http://www.blurb.com <-- USA
Examples:
Here is a link to the website:
http://www.blurb.ca <-- Canada
http://www.blurb.com <-- USA
Examples:
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author,
blurb,
book,
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DIY,
Facebook,
Instagram,
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program,
publishing,
recognition,
selling,
stumbleupon,
website,
writer,
writing
Sunday, 15 January 2012
Untitled.
She sits there quietly listening to unspoken words. The silence says so much yet nothing at all. The flicker of candle light casts shadows upon her face. The shadows, the darkness, she can not handle. She turns towards the luminescent candle and gazes into the bright orange flame. The flame sways back and forth as if it were dancing to the music. She watches the flame sway, admiring its grace and beauty. Smoke rises up from the flame and begins dancing as well. Right before her eyes the smoke separates in two, each puff taking a different shape. The first looks to be a young man. He looks across to the other puff which has now taken the shape of a young woman wearing a beautiful gown. The young man bows and holds his hand toward the young woman. She reaches out to him with one hand and touches her face with the other as if to say she’s flattered. He smiles at her, takes her hand and pulls the young woman into his arms. They hesitate for a moment as if to say something but just gaze into each others eyes. The young woman returns the smile to the young man and they begin to dance, slowly at first but then they began to whirl and twirl, twist and turn, gliding across the infinite dance floor. The gracefulness and beauty does not compare with the young couple dancing about. As they dance it almost seems as if they are one, moving completely in sync with each other. Not only are they graceful but they are happy. The young man never stops smiling and the young woman laughs as he twirls her around. They catch each other’s eye and it is like they are sharing their thoughts, or having a conversation with no words at all. They slow their dancing to almost a complete stop. The young man cups her face in one hand and holds her close still with the other, and kisses the young woman passionately. The young woman looks up at the young man and a deep blush covers her cheeks. He then twirls her suddenly, picking up the pace and she laughs again, this time with even more happiness and excitement, as if she were celebrating the kiss. A gust of wind comes in through a nearby open window and the young couple disappears along with the warmth and laughter. It is silent, cold and dark as she shakes her head and thinks about the beauty and love that she had just witnessed and how fast it had gone. She just hoped that they had danced off to somewhere else new and exciting. Then the darkness finally consumed her and she gave into it, at least knowing true grace, happiness, beauty and love.
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