Fight

How long do you have to sit back and think about the past? It’s all gone, it’s over, stop dwelling in the misery, the hurt, the pain, the trauma. I know it’s painful, I know it tore you to pieces. But it’s time to get up, to show the world that nothing and I mean absolutely nothing can bring you down, can dim your shine, can make you give up. Let the world see your star, let the world feel your impact. Don’t let your past limit you, don’t let it mar you. You can do this Claudia. Just let go and fly.

Get busy

It got frustrating for Carly.

For how long now and I haven’t been any use to myself to be precise

The school has been on hold for so long and I’m just sitting home doing absolutely nothing

it’s been a vicious circle and it’s not productive at all

But then Carly thought, “I’m a pretty good writer so why not put something up on my social media platforms?”

Let’s start with Linkedin or Instagram and show the world what I’m good at

Maybe someone will find me and I’d get a great job with them.

Why hide away my talent because I’m too lazy to create content?

There you have it and she did….she began creating content

And boom some top writing organisations found her.

Carly couldn’t believe her eyes when she got several notifications in her email that they’d love to work with her and the pay was mind-blowing.

What are you waiting for?
Yes you, I’m talking to you

You know what you are good at, get better at it and show it to the world

Create content and be productive

Be like Carly today!

#content #talent #writing

Swish

The gentle rush of the wind between her hair, the gentle touch of the beach water on her feet, the feel of the sand between her toes, the swift cool breeze against her skin. Once again she got inspired, the urge to pick a pen and write, the urge to pour out her thoughts on paper. The sea looked beautiful, the sea felt soothing. All she wanted to do was feel this peace every day, she decided I’d carry my journal here. To put down my thoughts in words so bound.

My mind

When the sun is pale, and the breeze blows softly, in the early hours of the day, I take a pen, I look through the window and I inspire my mind. The beautiful things of nature, the birds chirping softly, the bell ringing gently in a distance, my fantasy going on a journey. I sit back in my bed with so much to say. I say them on my notepad for the world to see