Books? or Ebooks?

Everyone has their own preference. Some insist reading on a Kindle or other electronic device takes away the romantic essence of actual books

While other readers contend that utilizing their Kindle allows them access to many more tomes than physically possible in paperback and hardback books. (Unfortunately, we don’t all have libraries the size of football fields.)

 

Books: Hardback and/or Paperback

Book hoarding is fun! As an obsessive reader, I dream of a personal library which rivals the Beast’s. Remember how impressed Belle looked when she saw it? I want a library that envokes that amount of awe in all who see it.

Bookmarks are also items in which I love to collect because they are invaluable with the many physical books I read. They are cute and colorful treasures I can add to my book-hoarding room library.

I like to write personal remarks in the non-fiction books I’ve purchased. Making notes in the sidebars of many of my books on writing has proved very helpful to me. I also feel some sort of satisfaction underlining sentences in self-help books as if I’m taking a college course on their subject matter. (And, of course, if I ever pass along any of these books, I’m certain my underlining and notation expertise will be quite impressive to others who write or those on the path to self-assurance.)

Comic books don’t display their graphics the same way across all e-readers. Graphics just aren’t interpreted the same as words. Consequently, a comic book in ebook form can look very different on one electronic device over another. The feel of the magazine-slick pages thinly bundled together with an artfully stunning cover is part of the comic book experience for this reader.

With a physical book I can easily see how far into the story I’ve read (or how much farther I need to read) simply by comparing how many pages lie in my left palm vs. my right.

Ebooks?

My Kindle can hold more than 4,000 books on it. And because of the cloud, I can actually own more than that and Amazon will store them for me for free. No more book hoarding!

I love that when I forget my paperback or Kindle, I can still read a book on my cell phone with the Kindle app.

For me, I’ll never be able to choose between ebooks and physical books. I like them both. They both have specific applications for me.

Can you think of other arguments for one or the other? I’d love to hear them.

Whichever you prefer, just keep reading!

 

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In Search of Motivation

Some days when I wake up I feel the urge to drown myself back into my covers and pretend the day isn’t beckoning me. I think about how wonderful it would feel to forget all my responsibilities and play hookey for a day. To just close my eyes again and let my imagination and thoughts abduct me from reality. Then I try to remember if I took my anti-depressant the night before.

The truth is, motivation is sometimes really hard for me to find.

But then I remember the real world is going to be there whether I get out of bed or hide beneath the covers. And if I don’t stumble out of bed, eventually all my responsibilities will just pile up for when I actually do crawl out among the living. And I remember how it’s so much harder if I put it off.

I’ve realized over the years that I need a morning ritual to prompt my butt out of bed. And no, not like some goat-offering-to-the-gods kind of ritual. Like silent-sniffing-of-my-full-coffee-cup-in-my-hands sort of ritual. So, I guess, coffee ignites my motivation.

Then once I’m sipping from my favorite mug I sit in the quiet of my office for at least ten minutes. I’ve made this quiet morning time an absolute must on my daily schedule. It seems to invite some calm into my entire day or, at least, makes the chaos of the day seem manageable.

Finally, I sit at my desk and start writing. A few weeks ago I began scheduling specific days of the week for specific types of writing. So far, I think this has helped me finish more projects and keep me on track with others.

So, for this writer, my daily schedule – and my coffee – and my quiet time – help keep my motivation up while keeping me goal-oriented on my writing projects.

What keeps you motivated in your day-to-day?

Cordelia’s Hammer

“Go kill things! Now!” She looked at her new pet with anticipation.

creepy shed“Yes, Mother.” Eleven-year-old Cordelia smiled as she headed toward the shed. She squeezed the hammer’s handle. It felt strong and heavy.

Cordelia kicked at the dead leaves as she walked. She remembered how Mother showed her how to use the hammer the night she saved her from the nasty man who pretended to be her uncle during the day and crawled into bed beside her at night. Cordelia’s pupils grew as she thought of the wicked man’s toes. Mother kept him silent and seated while she slammed the hammer against each little piggie at least twice. Mother could make anyone stay still.

Cordelia gripped her hammer tighter. She liked the feel of its wooden handle.

Little Celebrations

So, it’s official. I’ve submitted a short story to a reputable writing contest.

scared-childI’m extremely nervous whether or not they’ll enjoy my story as much as I do, but I’ve decided to jump in (even if that includes me hiding in anxious solitude until the results come in). It’s empowering to know I’m taking the chance and putting some of my best work out there to be criticized.

If it actually places everyone in the entire world will hear about it, of course. (Billboards, television & radio commercials, and bumper stickers are all possible ways I’m considering sharing my success.) I’ll probably start off with a happy-dance with my family and then move on to screaming about it indefinitely, so hopefully everyone will not tire of my daily vocalized celebrations.

happy-dance
wineIf I don’t place in the contest, I will cry I will still share that here, but probably won’t be screaming it aloud all over town. I’m certain I will learn something from this experience either way, so here’s to learning! *insert clinking wine glasses for my toast* (It’s almost noon and I’m of legal age, so I’m allowed a glass of wine – don’t judge me.)

Gay Pride Flag is Prettiest

rainbow ring

Jewelry of a rainbow-lovin’, gay-rights supportin’ Mom.

My son gave me a rainbow-colored ring recently as an I-love-you,-Mom gift. It’s beautiful and I love wearing it!

 

An older woman pointed it out when she noticed it at a small diner I was having lunch at with my friend.

“That’s pretty, dear, but you don’t want people to assume your one of those gays.”

brian jaw drop

To clarify, Stewie represents my friend. I’m the dog eating the larger ice cream.

I’m sure my jaw smacking the table prompted her quick departure after that. I simply didn’t have a polite reply for her ignorance.

 

I have a difficult time with some people’s closed-mindedness. This woman looked like Florence Henderson’s twin but without her grace and amazing sense of humor. I think she truly thought she was doing me a favor by bringing to my attention the impending judgement from others.

Let me be absolutely clear how much I love rainbows. If I belonged to a minority group of any kind and needed a flag to wave in support of my beliefs, I would have chosen a rainbow too. It’s the prettiest flag out there. The supportive meaning behind that rainbow flag is just a bonus as far as I’m concerned.

As a writer I’m open to criticism as long as it’s constructive or helpful in some way. I also believe everyone has a right to their own opinion (Go USA!). I guess I just need to figure out how to express my own thoughts without falling into a full-blown rant. Most days I think I pretend to live in a happy little world where everyone is accepting of everyone else. That would be so amazing!

Damn, those rose-colored glasses of mine! Maybe I just need

rose color glasses

Life is prettier with these on.

to spend all my money on rose-colored glasses for the rest of the world. One can dream…

 

So I really need to find a few words for people like this. Nothing crass. Just something polite enough to say in public but bold enough to make the point that opinions such as hers are unwelcome and ignorant.

gay pride flag

Prettiest Flag in the World

Maybe I should have just stated, “Just because someone different than you created the best-looking flag out there doesn’t mean you should hold a grudge. Gays are a peaceful people whose only character flaw is that they want to help the rest of us look as good as they do at any given moment.” But then again, the poor ignorant woman might have tripped on her own jaw after it hit the floor.

 

Any suggestions? How do you react to unwanted opinion/advice?