Wednesday, September 23, 2009

How to make $600,000 with the stroke of a pen

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Okay, so there's really no way to make that kind of money just by stroking your pen - get it - stroking your pen. Oh, okay. Enough of that - well, I got ya here so ya might as well stick around because I actually do have something valuable to say - or witty - whatever floats your boat.

As we speak - or better - as I type - I am working on writing a grant for $600,000 and getting paid a nice little sum of money to do so. Okay well, maybe I'm not writing it at the same time because I'm writing this and how could I --- OH you get the pictures. But let me start from the beginning.

Once upon a time a young, gorgeous, delightfully sensuous - oh sorry - got a little caught up. Okay, a few weeks ago I was conducting some business on behalf of my 'paying the bills' job. As I wrapped up my meeting I wanted to be sure that I left my cards. Well, I had run out of the cards my 'paying the bills' job purchased for me, so I handed her my business cards that indicated my wonderfully exceptional experience as a writer. Well, as with most business cards, I figured it would be tossed to the wind or in the bottom of some slush pile with no sign of light. Not so.

A week ago this person called me, asked me if I wanted to write a grant for this school, and I said yes. And here I am - knee deep in research, construction statistics and a real desire to get this money.

Now I need to point out that I have, for a grave majority of my writing career, stayed as far away from grant writing as I possibly could. To much work. To little pay. And, you typically end up chasing the dollars because clients usually don't want to pay. You get stuck in meetings that go no where and with timelines that are so tight even Paris Hilton couldn't squeeze them in. So, why did I change my mind so hastily - oh I didn't tell you I took no time at all thinking it over - I said yes immediately. Why the big change? Well, I want to write.

That is the only reason, the main reason, and the primary purpose of journeying into these unchartered territories. And I have to say - I'm excited, nervous and crunched for time. I have two weeks to get this pulled together and we've only had one meeting. I'm great under pressure - but this just might take the cake. But I will prevail. Even if it's only in the confines of these cyber walls.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Every good story is stuffed with victims….

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I'm going to do something I never do; have never done <well maybe in high school – but that teacher was a crack pot> and will never do again. I'm going to disclose, in writing, on this blog, an unoriginal thought. Unoriginal, because it is not my own. I'm <cough – cough> copying it. That's right, I said it. I'm copying. I'm going to totally copy word for word the discourse presented on this blog right now. I will never do this again. I won't need to. But, for right now, I do not think I can get away with not dictating word for word the argument or rather the most interesting conversation piece that I have come across in some time. For all those thinking that I have just committed the grandest mistake any writer could make – relax, get your bloomers out of a bunch, loosen up the grip on your erased chewed #2 pencils and hear me -- I will give credit where credit is due.

For me, this is research for my book. For others an enlightening tale of the human condition. This is a didactic display of subject mastery. This author breaks down and peers into our deepest – darkest human selves and evolves us for the sake of selfish gain. We all need something and we all want something from someone else. Getting it – that is sometimes the problem, and sometimes, it is the solution.

Sit back, stay a while and participate in this enlightening, and rather instructional and intimate experience. If your ears are to virgin to reality, I'm not sure why you clicked your way into this blog. Maybe you are one of the victims so eager to explore, but never fully understanding what they're getting themselves in to. Maybe this is your chance to find out that burning question that has plagued your psyche since you first felt that wonderful sensation. Maybe this is your chance to ask, What if?


 

Can you identify the victim in you?

"Nobody in this world feels whole and complete. We all sense some gap in our character, something we need or want but cannot get on our own. When we fall in love, it is often with someone who seems to fill that gap. The process is usually unconscious and depends on luck: we wait for the right person to cross our page, and when we fall for them we hope they return our love. But the seducer does not leave such things to chance.

Look at the people around you. Forget their social exterior, their obvious character traits; look behind all of that, focusing on the gaps, the missing pieces in their psyche. That is the raw material of any seduction. Pay close attention to their clothes, their gestures, their offhand comments, the things in their house, certain looks in their eyes; get them to talk about their past, particularly past romances. And slowly the outline of those missing pieces will come into view. Understand: people are constantly giving out signals as to what they lack. They long for completeness, whether the illusion of it or the reality, and if it has to come from another person, that person has tremendous power over them. We may call them victims of a seduction, but they are almost always willing victims.

There are eighteen types of victims, each one of which has a dominant lack. Although your target may well reveal the qualities of more than one type, there is usually a common need that ties them together. Perhaps you see someone as both a New Prude and a Crushed Star, but what is common to both is a feeling of repression, and therefore a desire to be naughty, along with a fear of not being able or daring enough. In identifying your victim's type, be careful to not be taken in by outward appearances. Both deliberately and unconsciously, we often develop a social exterior designed specifically to disguise our weaknesses and lacks. For instance, you may think you are dealing with someone who is tough and cynical, without realizing that deep inside they have a soft sentimental core. They secretly pine for romance. And unless you identify their type and the emotions beneath their toughness, you lose the chance to truly seduce them. Most important: expunge the nasty habit of thinking that other people have the same lacks you do. You may crave comfort and security, but in giving comfort and security to someone else, on the assumption they must want them as well, you are more likely smothering and pushing them away.

Lastly, <that was my own>, Never try to seduce someone who is of your own type. You will be like two puzzles missing the same parts.

---- The Art of Seduction. Robert Greene. Penguin Books, published 2001.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Excerpt from Miami Knights: Ava Livita AcevedoShare

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Excerpt from Miami Knights: Ava Livita AcevedoShare

There comes a time in every woman’s life when she begins to question her self worth. Her relevance dissipates as she constantly finds other, younger, more desirable woman to compare herself to.

I am there. Sure, I’m smart and quizzically intelligent and I’m not that terrible to look at, but that’s it. There are no awe inspiring moments that happen when I see pictures of myself. Nothing like the urgency that propels me when I look at my Facebook page and relive the moments of ecstasy that my younger, more gorgeous selves live daily.

I follow them everywhere. Twitter. Facebook. Ning.com. LinkedIn. MySpace. YouTube. Wherever they go, there I am. Maybe I’m hoping that at the ripe old age of forty-three they will take notice of my intellect and my station in life and desire to be like me. Maybe I secretly hope they wish they had my wisdom. Not having to live through the dramatic bullshit that plagues every twenty-something girl at some point in her life.

I, personally,had outlived the bull shit. And I didn’t mind writing about it. My blogs were candid and explosive. At least most of my readers thought so. I had nothing else to hide and no one else to hide from. I was an open book and ready to put it all on the coffee table of life. Not sure what I wanted to accomplish really. Just knew that I needed a release. Writing was my only release. The one place where it all made sense. Where I could be everything to everybody all the time.

I wasn’t one of the popular, pretty chicks that I wrote so flamboyantly about. But I made my way around Ohio. People knew me. Knew my work. And that little tidbit made me proud. Something to be said when your creativity precedes your name. I think every great artist ascribes to be here. And here I am. But for some reason, it's just not enough. I need more. Much more.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

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Sunday, June 14, 2009

An except from my new book....

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I am at a crossroads. I can either chose to be his whore and have a man for however long, or absolve this relationship and remember it for what it could have been instead of what it is currently becoming. I want things. My body craves things. My mind remembers things. But my heart, it fights viciously to be different. It does not want my mind to reminisce or my body to desire, it wants my spirit to live in peace and that is what is missing.