Well written! đ
Dudes, just write. Stop asking me if you should start/continue/finish what youâre writing despite have x, y, or z problem. If you want to write I am in NO WAY authorized to tell you when to stop/start. Thatâs up to you and always will be.
If you think âno one will ever genuinely like thisâ you are 100% wrong. 100%. Think about all the trash out there that has fans. I wrote stuff when I was twelve that had more genuine fans among my family/classmates than ANYTHING I never shared with another living soul. Itâs impossible to write something no one will like.
If you think âIâll never finish it so why even bother?â youâre only depriving yourself, man. Thatâs like saying, âI like this cookie, but I canât eat the whole bag. Guess I wonât even try one.â ????? Just write the story, to hell with endings. Some of the best works in the world went unfinished by the author/composer/architect, yet we admire the heck out of them. Maybe, instead of thinking youâll never finish something, tell yourself this is the one you will finish (and repeat it until you do).
If you feel âthis hurts to write, Iâm too close to the subject materialâ either set it aside or full speed ahead. You MUST know how many classics, prize winners, and life changers came from someoneâs very real pain and experience. Addicts, traumatized persons, victims, quite often they find solace and healing in writing about their experiences. Most importantly, so do their readers.
If you want to write, write. Otherwise only you are standing in the way of what you want.
Fb-farvel # 1. Ud af ?⊠(-Og andet pĂ„ hĂžje tid om ikke for sentâŠ)
SĂ„ stĂ„r du altsĂ„ i den famĂžse tunnel. Og ser lyset for enden. Det skal man som bekendt gĂ„ imod, hvilket du sĂ„ gĂžr. Det er nu ogsĂ„ det mest logiske, uanset hvorfor og hvordan du er endt i en mĂžrk tunnel med et lys for enden. FĂžrst er det som om du ingen vegne kommer, og tanken om et godt gammeldags mareridt er lige ved at overtage.âŠ
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We had our first of many definite final meetings at Stonehenge version '18. The last updates before a battle. That was no battle. Only switching to pure fiction. End of reality. Maybe like the druids in the past. If they did meet. If not, the more appropriate: Also fiction. I was a bit emotional. So close to my dear and loyal friends. Also the ones the story hadn't created yet: Dear and loyal. Like the "I" that was more me than I. Like Laurie, Senhor Passo, the whole gang. And the extras waiting for their cue. If the story would give them a line. We all joined hands and jumped into my pool of imagination. Well, no. Not really. I made that bit up. That's what I do. Only this time I was a little anxious. A hidden agenda in my mind. Or in. Somewhat stupid. A hidden agenda, yeah right: Not at all! It was in my thoughts. As my figures and the story. So of course they knew. No thought can be hidden among thoughts. Still, I wasn't sure how they'd react. Our story had to be postponed about a month. But hey, they knew. And told me, or I told "I", or⊠You know! The story would unfold and be alive anyway. No matter what matter. I rediscovered: The story was actually and always ahead of me. We, in front of that Stonehenge version '18, allowed me a short detour: https://www.facebook.com/events/339594393188134/ I promised, during my being absent-minded, that I'd finish my "Part 4" of 'Klynk & Ynk': That WILL be posted⊠#mantelmomento #danielmantel #afladninger #udenfilter #Äbybibliotek #laurieandthestoryof + #primeiroproximopasso (Will return; actually not away, just deeper in fiction...) #aakb #volume2 #maxmadsen #stonehenge #thisisjustacirclebeingclosedcalledAfladningerstartedatDokk1throughKulturmÞdetMorstonowà bylibraryasoneyearofAfladningeronAfladningerifthatmakessenseifnotthencomeandseeforyourself (Usual one-off hashtag...) (her: Stonehaven)
https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/12/i-skrivende-nu-og-nu/ #https://mantelsroman.wordpress.com/2017/05/12/i-skrivende-nu-og-nu/ #lisbon #sun #paradise #laurieandthestoryof (Getting closer...) #prose #meandmystory #novel #thisisit #closer #literature #thepicturemightnotbemuchbutthestorybehindmeansalltomeandthenfuckyouallifyoudontunderstand (Usual one-off hashtag...) #udenfilter #mantelmomento #thenovel (her: Lisbon, Portugal)
Things I want to remember in 2018 1. Shameless people are everywhere. They will say what they have to say to get what they want out of you. Even if donât mean it. Even if they know they donât mean it. Shameless people will do what they have to, to get what they want out of you. They wonât care about your well being. They will not care about your loss. The thing is, their shameless-ness makes you feel ashamed if you donât oblige with them. Because they are so persistent about what they want. But thatâs just messed up. So be shameless when you have to deal with shameless people. Be shameless about the fact that your time, your life, you are only yours. Not in a selfish way. Only while dealing with such people. 2. Know your worth. No one will tell you your true worth because that will be a disadvantage. You being lost and confused and insecure is beneficial for them. You have to know your own worth. 3. Pick one thing. One thing you want to work on in this new year. I know there are so many things that need your time and energy. But pick one. And then dedicate time and energy to that. Everything but this is negotiable. Donât stop working on this. You can have other things youâre working on too. But when situations arise in which you have to give up your time and focus to do something unanticipated, something unavoidable, cut down on those secondary things. But never on this one. Just one. 4. Sleep on it. Not to avoid it. Not to procrastinate. But to not be so overwhelmed. To not be so high on emotions. To not be irrational. To not make quick decisions that are reckless and rash and stupid. Sleep on it. 5. We keep thinking that we are getting older. I mean sure, we are. But being 20 is young. Being 25 is young. Youâre a young adult until 32. Did you know that? Did you? Iâm a 20 year old youth. And Iâm not old. And Iâm not going to be for a while. I know I have silver hair strands. And I know my idealism isâŠI wonât say itâs dying. I will say itâs altering. And thatâs not a bad thing. But Iâm young. And I donât have to be dumb. I can give being young a new definition. But before, I should stop feeling so old. Being old isnât a bad thing. Not at all. But itâs wrong to convince yourself that youâre something that youâre not. 6. Donât follow other people. I know the thought of life after graduation seems very daunting and confusing but donât look at others to do what they are doing. You have never liked crowds. Crowded places make you sick. Those paths are crowded and so worn out. And I know if you want to create your own, it will take time. Construction always takes time. It is a long term project but it will also provide long term benefits. And guess what? you can completely customize this path. Just like you like it. 7. What do we do about the people we hate? Endure. When it is professional, we endure. Sometimes we have to quietly bear the annoyance and frustration in the present to be able to get what we want. But remember, when itâs personal we never endure! 8. Body. I have given too much importance to my heart and soul. In that pursuit I have majorly neglected my body. For that, I am sorry. And because I know a genuine apology follows a corrective action, I will take that corrective action. I will make this right.
creatingnikki (via creatingnikki)
More or less the same list on my desk...
Som var ordâŠ
Hov, undskyld. Der var lige et slip, et sug i maven, en bid afstand, en mundfuld tomhed. Et rum imellem eller et hul i rummet. Som en gammel radios vaklen mellem to stationer. Den svage knitren eller susen eller hvem der hĂžrte det hvordan, var lyden af en hurtig men holdbar sammensvejsning. Eller en zappen fra en stor finger, sĂ„dan stikkende ned fra en sky pĂ„ en skyfri himmel, det mĂ„ man gerneâŠ
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The successful combination of paintings and lyrics. In a very nice even cheap but superb printed book. "Coffee-table"-quality. And appealing both to readers of literature and for art-lovers. A perfect match... Made in "real-time" cooperation between the polish surrealist and the english-danish writer: Olbinski and Ian Lukins. Worth every penny... Or zloty, if ordered from the polish publisher. A few links: https://www.amazon.in/Olbinski-Ars-picturae-David-Lukins/dp/8375763772/ref=sr_1_1/261-4982674-8155731?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1544792402&sr=1-1&refinements=p_27%3ARafal+Olbinski https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/RafaĆ_OlbiĆski http://syddjurs.lokalavisen.dk/nyheder/2018-10-30/-Et-polsk-Askepot-eventyr-3425513.html http://www.bosz.com.pl/books/626/Olbinski-Ars-picturae-Rafal-Olbinski/ Already presented with readings in Poland, London, -and New York coming up in spring... Googl on! :-) #olbinski #lukins #rafalolbinski #polishsurrealism #englishlyrics #boszart #arspicturae #artbooks #lyrics #olbinski #gogetit #coffeetablebook #masterpiece https://www.instagram.com/p/BrXp8ojHvvP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cbko2maaqocp
https://mantelshistorier.wordpress.com/2020/03/17/fiktion/ #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #fiktion #forreal #prosa #idag (her: Barndomsriket) https://www.instagram.com/p/B91YlxCB2yC/?igshid=tqpzpyfhsu1m
He looked out over the valley, all the way to the next range of low mountains. Against the sky he could just see the castle about ten miles deeper into the countryside. Or into the wild, as civilization got scarce further up on the high plains. He loved that view. Went to have a look every day. He had just left his favorite café, belly filled with good solid local food and cheap beer. His intention was to get to that castle in the horizon. There should be a tiny village too,clinging to the edge of what must be an abyss-like fall, from that highest point in the region. But he hesitated. It would be more than half a day of walking, more or less cross-country, and now the afternoon-heat was at its highest. He convinced himself, that it would be certain sunstroke if not suicide to set out today. He thought of the café, one more cold beer, and shrugged. He had no time-schedule, what was the hurry? It was an easy decision. Maybe tomorrow. He simply assumed that tomorrow would be at his service. Why not? It had been there, ready for him, every morning for so many years. Tomorrow it was! While going back for that cold beer, he was content with himself. He would start out early. That made much more sense. Tomorrow. Life's easy, he thought. #mantelmomento #danielmantel #udenfilter #laurieandthestoryof (The area where...) #serradesaomamede #marvão #castelodevide #tomorrow #foolingyourself #easyliving #decisions #daysgoneby #time #iftomorrowcomes #onedaycloser #inthemorning #whatif #hesitate #thisistheareawheresomeofmynovelwilltakeplacebutwhoreallycaresimnotsureidoso (Usual one-off hashtag) (her: Serra de São Mamede)
I sure hope so... đ
It took Michaelangelo four years to paint the Sistine Chapel. It took Da Vinci four years to paint the Mona Lisa. Van Gogh created Starry Night only a year before he died. So be patient with your progress and take all the time you need, for you too are creating a masterpiece.
Nikita Gill
NB: Dette har vĂŠret undervejs lĂŠnge. Venligst se med overbĂŠrende Ăžjne pĂ„ gentagelser, lidt underlige spring i teksten, og sikkert en selvmodsigelse eller tre. (Og med samme Ăžjne, se om det kunne vĂŠre bevidste gentagelser, om springene kan give mening, og at selvmodsigelser er uundgĂ„elige nĂ„r sĂ„ mange kommer til ordeâŠ) -Og nĂ„ja: For en eventuel lĂŠsers skyld: Der er klippet ret hĂ„rdt i enâŠ
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