Blogging Tips, Advice and Blog Strategies – 4/21/16

This kind of blogging advice is always fresh. From Danny at Dream Big Dream Often.

Dream Big, Dream Often

For my blogging tips, advice and blog strategies post today I want to switch gears a bit and discuss the power of having an opinion and losing the fear of offending others.

I remember when I first started blogging and how I was always worried about what others thought about what I was writing.  I think it is a natural fear when you are putting yourself out for all to read and doing so in such an honest forum such as blogging.  Blogging can be intimidating at first.  I was reluctant to express my true feelings on certain topics.  I would write something and then read it to Evelina to make sure I wasn’t coming across too strong.  I still practice this habit, but I am the one usually rereading a draft to ensure my “tone” is acceptable and my message takes into account my true feelings and opinions.  But…

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Shake Me Loose…but let me sleep

from The Mind of RD REVILO

The Mind of RD REVILO

  • Funny, Some People Think
  • War will be different for them
  • They see the deadly destruction
  • But theirs won’t make them a victim
  • They’ll start the fight on Friday
  • Night
  • Then fight
  • Until Sunday
  • Back to work on Monday
  • And if they get injured or hurt
  • The enemy will nurture
  • Them back to work
  • So they can fight some more
  • And even up the score
  • No loss of electricity
  • Water will flow
  • No pain toward victory
  • No disappearance of people they know
  • It’ll be like a picnic
  • Only ants are pests
  • We’ll be in and out quick
  • Unlike the rest
  • Once they knowwe are serious
  • Fear will make the enemy delirious
  • And sue for peace
  • Just beating our chests will scare the beast
  • Our thunderous protests
  • Will make them confess
  • We’ll sing, we’ll cheer
  • The brave will bring up the rear
  • We’ll snarl, our fists we’ll ball
  • We’ll persist, insist…

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The First Lady

from Victo Dolore

Behind the White Coat

Liberty's torch

I put the baby to my breast. She ate greedily.

So tiny for such a strong suck.

He had not come home yet. He did not know that she was a she and not a he. He would be angry, I knew. Would he let me keep her or would he kill her as he had the other three? Would he beat me as he had before?

Look, she is so beautiful, so perfect! Why can’t you love her?

Why can’t you love me?

The midwife busied herself quietly putting the room back in order.

He would never pay for a doctor or a hospital. Not for me, he said. I was not worth it.

A woman.

A girl.

Someday I would leave him. I would run away. Far, far away. But to where? And they would find me, wouldn’t they? They always did. If I was lucky, they would…

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