Lately, I was leaning back on the couch when the phone rang. One of my friends called me to tell me about her relationship problems and asked for my advice. We talked for nearly an hour and after we hung up and I was back in my comfortable position on the couch I remembered something about me and started laughing.
One by one several more facts about me crossed my mind and at the end, I decided to share them here. Maybe I can spread a few giggles.
Have fun finding out about A. J. Alexander:
When I am thinking hard about something while I talk about a subject, I get up and walk around. It helps me thinking.
I’m not a nail-artist-person. My fingernails are growing too fast and I consider a weekly manicure a waste of time and money. Sometimes my nails are growing that long they look like hawk claws and I clip them short to avoid damaging the keyboard.
I can’t stand it when my feet are getting too warm. They start swelling and that makes me feel uncomfortable.
I hate asparagus – it makes me throw up.
I keep a Samurai sword in my bedroom, over the headboard of my bed. (I’d be curious hearing different opinions about the psychological meaning of fact #5)
I love the wind. I’m not very vain when it comes to my hair and I love to feel the wind blowing into my face, through my hair and feel the nature around me. I’d be standing outside in wind force 12 if I wasn’t scared to be blown away.
I love high heels but they’re not made for walking. They make my feet burn like fire and I get cranky.
Even though I have three cats I am not exclusively a cat person. I love dogs as well and if I wasn’t working full time I would have a dog – a big one.
I’m a Country Girl. I listen to Country Music, I love horseback riding and own boots.
I like dancing in the warm summer rain.
If you have fun facts about yourself, please let us know in the comments section. We’re curious! 😀
When I read this quote I ‘clicked’ immediately with these words; even more since I keep saying that I enjoy painting pictures with words. In my writing exactly that’s what I try to do, even though I’m not always sure it works the way I had planned it.
My back was turned to the door. While I waited for his return, I watched the sparrows playing on the fountain rim while taking quick showers in the droplets which sparkled in the bright afternoon sun.
seems to be better than:
I stared outside waiting for his return. The afternoon sun made the water in the fountain basin sparkle.
I would like the reader to see the sparrows hopping around, rant and rave at each other and still spread the feeling of happiness and joy.
I figure we all had looked out a window once when the weather was beautiful and saw some pond or fountain. Sparrows are almost everywhere, but most of us don’t see them anymore, maybe because they are ‘ordinary.’
Of course, this is only one example of many. I am fascinated by waterfalls in the mountains and I know I’m not the only one. But how many of us see the rainbow over the water in summer, how many see the snakes, turtles, and lizards which can be seen enjoying the sun while still trying to catch the droplets the waterfall bestows on them.
Many people like going for walks. But it seems to be very important to them to permanently stare onto their phones or have someone with them to talk to.
That way they miss the sound of Nature, they miss so many beautiful details.
When I go through the forest, I try to set my steps as quietly as possible as compared to breaking through the woods like a rhinoceros. I watch the sunbeams touching the moss between trees; I listen to the birds singing, I can see the finest art in the form of spider webs between the bushes (and yes, I walk around them. As beautiful as the webs are, the residents scare me to death).
I have the chance to see foxes, squirrels, and deer. One evening I had the chance to watch a huge owl feeding the brood, and I’m still honored to have had that chance.
All these details taught me how to see. And that is what I try to express in my books. Of course, I still work on it, and I’m sure at times it can be better. But I won’t give up.
How is your experience with descriptions and the painting of pictures with words? Let me know in the comments below.
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov was born on January 29th in the year 1860, in the small seaport of Taganrog, Ukraine. He is regarded as one of Russia’s most cherished story tellers. He has produced some hilarious one-acts, but his tragic stories have gained him the name of being one of the major dramatists. Today, he is remembered as a playwright and one of the masters of the modern short story. He was the grandson of a serf and the son of a grocer, whose religious fanaticism caused much of his early years to reside under its shadow. While he was doing medicine in the University of Moscow, he began writing short stories. After graduating in 1884, he worked as a freelance writer and journalist related to comics. He used the money gathered from it to support himself and his family, and by 1886, he had gained wide fame as a writer. Chekhov’s works were published in various St. Petersburg papers, including Peterburskaia Gazeta in 1885, and Novoe Vremia in 1886. The Shooting Party published by him was translated into English in 1926.
In the early part of his career, he mastered the art of one-act and produced some fine pieces. In 1888, he wrote a story, The Bear, in which a creditor pursues a young widow, but later proposes marriage to her after being impressed that she’s agreed to fight a duel with him. In 1889, he wrote The Wedding, which also has a very nice story attached to it, and became an instant hit amongst his fans.
In 1886, he began contributing regularly to St. Petersburg daily Novoe Vremia and that was when he developed the style of calm writing. He was criticized by his opponents because his story lacked social commentary, but at the same time, he was praised by authors such as Leo Tolstoy and Nikolai Leskov.
In 1888, Chekhov was rewarded the Pushkin Prize and the very next year, he was elected a member of the Society of Lovers of Russian Literature. He withdrew from Literature and turned to Science for a while when his play, The Wood Demon failed in 1889. As a part of his doctoral research, he made a trip to the penal colony of Sakhalin, north of Siberia, where he surveyed 10,000 convicts sentenced to life on the island. During the latter half of the year, he traveled all over the word, including places as South East Asia, the Indian Subcontinent, and the Middle East.
In 1901, Chekhov finally married an actress, Olga Knipper, who had performed in his plays. On July 15, 1904, in Badenweiler, Germany, Chekhov died. He is buried in the cemetery of the Novodeviche Monastery in Moscow. (Source: https://www.famousauthors.org/anton-chekhov)
It was a great shock today when the news reported that the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris is on fire.
Notre Dame fire: What we know
A major fire erupted at the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris Monday.
The cathedral, which was undergoing renovations, suffered extensive damage.
Authorities have not yet determined the cause of the fire.
No deaths have been reported.
Notre Dame construction began in 1163 and was completed in 1345.
The iconic spire at the top of the Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris has collapsed after a major fire broke out Monday. A Video showed part of the roof of the cathedral collapsing into itself as the fire rages on.
“Everything is burning, nothing will remain from the frame,” Notre Dame spokesperson Andre Finot told French media, according to the Associated Press. By Monday evening, Paris fire chief Jean-Claude Gallet told reporters he believes firefighters have managed to save the cathedral’s landmark rectangular towers from the blaze.
Gallet said, “We now believe that the two towers of Notre Dame have been saved,” Reuters news agency reported. “We now consider that the main structure of Notre Dame has been saved and preserved.” There was still a risk that some of the interior structures could collapse, he said.
It is horrible! I who have seen this amazing building several times and felt the unusual spirit of what was within these walls. In my opinion, the emotions in this church might have been caused by millions of prayers, by shiny eyes, fascinated thoughts, and Christian comfort.
My heart is bleeding that the world might be losing one of the most fascinating historical buildings still existing. I pray that this won’t happen and that today’s generation and the next ones will have to chance to see what I saw, to feel what I felt and to experience what millions of people experience year by year…
May the world see this miracle of architectural art back in its old varnish and glory, the way it once was, we all knew it – and how it hopefully once will be again.
Author Janny C asked me to please support her Angelic Confessions Reboot! kickstarter campaign. I decided to re-blog her own post to make it easy for you to hop over to her blog and support her actively.
Back in 2013, I published my labor of love Angelic Confessions. It did well but could have done a lot better if I have not given up on it. Instead, I was helping other people promote their books, but never did I do my own. I did not mind though as helping others brought me so much joy. My husband says I never listen to him as he always complained I was helping others, but here I had this great book out there that no one really knows about. As much as I would love to promote my book I was always to busy still helping others gain exposure. I then remembered my husband’s words(see I do…