The Journal Of Kim Smith
Well, I am going to have to start sharing my journal with you soon, friends. I am getting out in the world and trying new things. This week: hiking with my son. Yes, this is a great idea. No, this may not be a good thing for me. Yes, I am invested in this plan. No, I am not sure about what I am doing. Yes, I will keep you posted. Hence, the title of my post today. I write in a journal every day pretty much. Even when I am not posting in here, I am posting in my
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What I have learned about the darkness
Facing our fear of the darkness Still reading a couple of good books. I always try to read in spurts and digest the consumed section. This is not news to anyone who reads non-fiction and how-to. You have to think about the writer’s words. Really ponder them. Eat those words, and experience them. Well, so, FEAR by Thich Nhat Hanh has such great things to share. He talks about how we are consumed with fear from the womb. We are safe within the confines of our watery cocoon. There is darkness, but we don’t mind. Once we are born, we
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Boost your book sales, get readers
We are writers. We have talent. And of that talent, there are many facets. One such facet of our talents, when honed to a fine point, will give you a significant edge that will result in better book sales. And this talent will increase your awareness of what readers want, and give you assertiveness that very few people have. This talent is something that very few writers can perform, and most of them don’t even want to try. And the really interesting thing is: you have an advantage on EVERY OTHER WRITER when you unleash this talent. WHAT IS THIS
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How being a pet mom taught me to write better
I have been a pet mom for all of my life, I think. My first dog was a collie. I had him back when I was in middle school. I have downsized in dogs since then. I recently caught myself scolding my little Chihuahua the same way most mothers scold their child. “Now don’t you drag that mess out in the middle of the floor again,” said I. Chihuahuas are sort of peculiar when you say things sharply to them. She looked at me with her sweet little head cocked and proceeded to do just whatever she wanted to. She’s
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