The power of 7

All internet challenges aside.Here’s 7 images to remind you what  ‘cool’ actually looks like.

1

Paul Leonard Newman 


2

Le Mans 24 hour endurance race  

 

3

Bond. James Bond 

 

4

McQueen (at home.1963)

 

5

Your Childhood needs you to own this Tee shirt 

 6

Grant  
7  “Indiana Jones improvised shooting scene.” The amount of fucks Harrison Ford gave in this scene is everything I aspire to have in the future.

The Liebster Award

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A special thanks to hummingbird27
For nominating me for the Liebster award…thank you so much

Here are her questions,for me.

What’s your favourite quote?

“I will love you with too many commas but never any asterisks” -Sarah Kay

“Make good art.
And while you are at it, make your art. Do the stuff that only you can do.”
-Neil Gaiman

“We don’t have a word for the opposite of loneliness, but if we did, I could say that’s what I want in life.”
-Marina Keegan

If you had to give a piece of advice to a large group of people, what would it be?

You’re living on toast
You’re struggling through college
A job you don’t really want as a career
A relationship you’re unsure of…
The world is changing
We are changing
Uncertainty is the forecast
So why not write your novel?
Why not make that film?
Why not?
say yes to things and see where it takes you.
you control what’s on your plate
only you…
you’ll change over time..
what you like
how you see things
how you see yourself
and
that’s ok…
so just do things.
Don’t over think it.
William Shatner said
“Yes’ opens opportunity
‘No’ closes the door…”
Or something like that…
Just say yes,go for it.
There’s no better time than now.

How do you find your inspiration when writing?

It’s
Everything …
It could be a book
A sentence
A movie
I just feel everything
When I walk into a room
Or when I meet people
I leave with pieces of that
And
So I write about it…
I used to think I didn’t have anything to say
Or share
Or that it wasn’t that important
But that’s ridiculous
You feel it
You carry it
You live it
So share it

Tell us something you have done that you are proud of

I talked to my dr about my anxiety…
It literally changed my life…
I know that’s very personal
But
We all have chemical things going on…
And not to let this define me …
But just medicate it…
Just like a diabetic does…
It clears your perspective …
Nothing should have that kind of grip or power over us…nothing.

If you could pick a job without any consequence to money, what would it
Be

Dating Jennifer Lawrence lol…
No seriously though.
I guess..
just traveling and writing
Getting out there
And photographing things
Eating strange food
And writing about it
Also acting
Making films …
I like so many things
It’s ridiculous

What is your favourite type of cuisine or dish?

Italian …lots of sauce and bread..
And cheesecake…lol
Although Indian food
There’s this great place where my sister lives and it’s just fantastic
Great day,you have to try Indian if you’ve never had it.

If you met your 20 year old self, what would you tell/advise him ?

I sucked back then…
I thought I knew everything,
I dressed bad,
It was really sad,
But I had a lot of anger too…
I would have to say…
“Learn to cook.Learn to take a chance,learn to let go.
and
it get’s better.
Not necessarily easier,but better.”

What is your best childhood memory?
Running through the woods
Just careless and naive …
We lived in GA and had like 40 acres
It was great. One time I fell out of a tree and broke a limb when I hit the ground and really believed I had broke a rib. so,I got up and ran as hard as I could to tell my parents…because that’s what we do when we break ribs.
And I have to include
Christmas Eve at my grandparents .
Our whole family together presents…my uncles smoking…
Everyone was taller than me.
It was great.

What got you into writing?

My sister actually …I come from a family of writers…and we just started writing …very young…we all had journals…and we all are very sensitive to people and film and the arts …
So we just started writing …
But Danie really started before any of us and I would sneak into her room
And read her journals ..it was just from there ..it grew into this.

Apart from writing or blogging, what are your other interests?
Acting …I’ve always been very vain
And a performer …i would love to work in both fields.
I’ve also kind of always wanted to be a bartender lol

What is a must read book according to you? ( Preferably a book that has perhaps gone unnoticed in the public eye or has been under appreciated)
No matter the wreckage by Sarah Kay
It is the most inspirational thing I’ve picked up in a long time …
Although The Opposite of Loneliness by Marina Keegan is just phenomenal as well.
I’ve read both several times.several times.

My nominees are as follows
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robyn

ladydanie

meral

kara
alex

Here are my questions

what’s the most influential memory you have ?

are you doing the thing you thought you would be doing at this age?

where do you see the arts going? Do you think social media is helping arts? Or hindering them?

does literature play a large influence on your writing/daily life?
If not,what does? If so, what is your favorite book?

what does writing/the arts mean to you?

what’s your favorite thing about where you live?

what’s your favorite quote?

what’s your favorite film?

do you consider yourself a feminist?

if you had the influence to tell your younger self and young women today anything,what would it be?

if you could sit down with anyone for tea/coffee who would it be?

what’s next?

Here are the rules

– Thank your nominator and post a link to his/her blog.

– Display the award on your blog.

– Answer the 11 questions provided by the nominator.

– Nominate 5-11 blogs which have less than 1000 followers, and let them know they’ve been nominated.

– Make up and post 11 or more questions for your nominees to answer.

– Post these rules on your blog.

Millennials

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I don’t want to live vicariously
I want to engage
I feel like in some areas
I’m an adult
And others
I don’t even know…
We are in our twenties
And we feel infinite
But I somehow feel the brevity
Of everything
Like when you run your hand across something old and you feel it’s ghosts
it’s a feeling …

It’s that space between what you see
And what you hear
The image that flashes across your mind
Between a touch
I don’t know what’s going on
But I feel …
A shift
Like I’m on the brink
And I don’t know what lies beneath

It’s that quiet solitude,fully submerged under water,that first breath,first blurred light when you break the surface…
It’s that rare
Heartbeat
When you lose yourself
And it scares you
Because you see yourself
As yourself

We decide what we become
And we decide what we become
So I choose
Because so often
Life is not what could be
It’s just what is…
And dreams are not dreams
They are often nightmares
And the real work hasn’t
Even begun
It’s hospitals
It’s funerals
It’s letting love in
And letting love go
It’s
Understanding that love dies
Not quickly
But a struggle
grappling it’s final breath
And even still
After this hell
Your heart
Will resurrect itself

I feel
time is moving
And we can be anything
But not everything
And I’m
Caught between
understanding
The price for the decisions
we are making
And the fact
we should also be hurtling off cliffs
Into the abyss of the unknown
Taking chances
Living for the present
Because this is all we have

I wonder what we will be
5 years
Even 2 years from now?
Will there be an empty room
With an empty book
For the words we never said?
Who will be reading
the letters I leave between the pages
That
I couldn’t help writing but could never send…

Understand it’s here,it’s happening
It’s now
It’s our future, our past
all tied together
In these decisions we’re making
(Sometimes hastily)
I hope we make it.
I have to believe we make it

I don’t have a five year plan
I don’t do that
But I hope
That one day I can type a letter
From Africa or New York
describing it to you in detail
And it will be read by a friend
I hope that I can close it by wishing
With hope that you made it
You got to your shore
That place that drives you
Constantly
I hope this
Because I hope we all win
I hope we all defeat our demons
I personally hope
We continue shedding our old selves
That we can look back
At some point in our uncertain future and understand
Like Eve said in the film
Only Lovers Left Alive;
“Life is about appreciating nature, surviving things, nurturing friendships, kindness and dancing”

I want to know
Really know
For my children
For my future self
la joie de vivre

I want to be more than just a millennial and less than zero

These are your days

Write about what you know
That’s what they say
But there really isn’t much that I know
Or much to say

I was homeschooled
I can plumb a house
Build a barn
Irrigation and anything else outside
I can put together a pretty mean 3 point sermon and sell it .
But what once was sincere
Doesn’t mean anything to me .
That’s what I learned ….
People change
We change
That’s all I really know

We grew up
We were young
When we saw the towers fall
9/11 changed everything
Suddenly this evil numbing shadow fell across our lives
It affected our dreams
Our plans …everything changed
Our childhood shifted
And we stopped coloring
We started thinking like adults
And then the storms came
Mother Nature took back what was hers before we built cities
I learned that things don’t matter
What we define ourselves by
Can be gone tomorrow
All we have is our experiences
Our memories
And how we live and treat people

We grew a little older
And they told us to believe in our country, to do as we’re told, that there’s a certain acceptable way and pattern to do things .
We shook our heads
We choose to think for ourselves
We write our dreams on walls
We leave it on scraps of paper

At one point we fell for someone
I still see her skin
Our clothes in the floor
she changed so fast
Slamming cabinets
Crying
Anger
And then she was fine
Only to return again
Her words cut like a knife
And then she left
And I didn’t do a thing
I faded out
I blamed myself
We were just kids
Attempting to be adults
We gave ourselves scars
That never really healed
And now I still react because of it
Much afraid

We act like its a big deal
Like these things define us
But they don’t
Take it all away
What do you have ?
An angry man saying
” they don’t pay you for waiting around ”
An angry woman because he’s gone
A world changing faster than we can see

We are defined by questionable wars
Identity crisis
And vanity
We hunger for nothing
We are taken by everything
Blindsided by knowledge
We are still young
And we’ve been shot through

So here I am all these years later
Older but young
I can’t sleep
I see things
My mind races
But when I talk with her
When I’m with her
I feel close
I feel calm
And I actually rest
I press my eyes closed
And I hope
I hope I bring some kind of rest
For her

Write what you know
What do you know ?

” these are the days that must happen to you .”
– Walt Whitman