Accidentally but on Purpose

“There are no mistakes, no coincidences.  All events are blessings given to us to learn from.”

~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross 

I always hear the phrase, accidents happen, and for the longest time I believed it to be true.  Things, little coincidences, just happen sometimes.  You run into someone at the store that you haven’t seen in a long time seems like it would be a coincidence.  You meeting someone that you may have more than a few things in common with is just a happy coincidence.  You having some sort of accident happen to you or a family member, perhaps a car accident, is just a terrible accident that should’ve never happened, right?  Wrong.  

I used to believe that but somewhere along this journey of my life I have come to know that there is no such thing as coincidences and accidents.  If you were to believe that things in your life happen by accident, or coincidence, then that is to say that you don’t believe that there is a plan that God has already laid out for you before you were even born into this world.  

I meet different people all of the time but they don’t all stick, they don’t all get invited into my inner circle.  But the ones that do, the ones that have been there no matter what, I know that I did not meet them by accident and there was no coincidence in those meetings.  They were placed before me, by God, because he knew that I needed them in my life, and perhaps that they needed me too.  

I have come to realize over the years that there is a reason for everything that happens in your life, and that they don’t just accidentally happen.  I have been in several car accidents in my life, two in which I could have died in.  I know that technically they are deemed car accidents but I in many ways see them as signs.  Maybe they were to wake me up to the fact that, although for a large part of my life I thought I was just here by mistake (mostly because my mother told me that I was one) and that I had no good to share with the rest of the world, I am in fact here for a reason.  

My best friend, Ms. L. and I met coincidentally, or so I always thought.  We were in college and one night I went into the T.V. lounge and she was sitting there watching T.V.  We struck up a conversation and began to hang out, initially meeting in the lounge almost every night, and then trading time in each other’s dorm rooms.  

Two girls, from two different types of backgrounds, with two totally different levels of self esteem and confidence; one who was (or at least appeared to be) very sure of herself, and one who was still lost trying to figure out what version of herself was the right one to let the rest of the world see (that would be me).  

We couldn’t have been more different, but oddly enough we couldn’t have been more alike either.  Looking back now, on what I thought was a coincidence I see that we were always supposed to meet.  I can’t even imagine my life without her in it and there are so many benefits of having her as my best friend and knowing she will always be in my corner no matter what, and I in hers.    

I don’t believe that I met her by accident, nor any of the other people who I deem to be significant in my life.  Much like Ms. L., they all drive me, to be better, to be more consistent.  They make me want to be a better friend, a better person, and force me to see in myself what they see in me.  

The thing is that you never know what the reason is for any one particular circumstance that you are going through.  And you won’t know until you have seen your way through those circumstances.  There is a reason, or rather, a purpose for every turning point (good or bad) in your life.  And nothing ever happens by accident.

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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I Know It Doesn’t Seem Like I Was Productive Today…

Every day is not going to be the most productive day like I usually imagine it to be when I get out of bed in the morning.  I imagine that after I take my daughter to school, go do my workout at the gym, come home to shower and get dressed that I would be ready to load myself with a cup (or two) of coffee and get straight to work.  However, it does not always work out that way.  

A part of me becoming more focused on my goals and turning my dreams into reality is to make sure that I am more productive everyday.  Sometimes that calls for me to begin to realize that productivity does not just lie in the work that’s being done in a manner that can be always be seen.  

Even if at the end of a day I don’t have a thousand words on my novel written, or I don’t write two or three query letters to be sent out, or I haven’t started that outline for the next novel that I was supposed to start the other day, or I don’t have the most prolific words for my blog post, it doesn’t mean that work is not being done.  

A lot of times a writer’s work begins in their minds first.  An idea formulates and is planned out in extensive detail within the walls of your mind and it takes life all before you even take pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard).  Research is also a big part of a writer’s world because that aspect of any project is extremely important and can not be avoided.  

So on days like today, when I start to begin beating myself up for not having a finished query letter to send off, or for not being words closer to completing my novel, I have to remind myself that it doesn’t mean that I wasn’t productive.  I do an enormous amount of my work in my head, and another large part is done in my research efforts.  I can’t allow myself to feel like I’m not getting things done just because I don’t have a finished product.  Some days my mind just needs to do the work within its walls and that’s okay.  

 

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Structuring Ourselves In Order to Sustain His Blessings

“Your real strength, your guts, your tenacity, your staying power, your discipline, is in the things God did for you when nobody was looking.”

~Bishop T.D. Jakes 

I realized last night that my post yesterday was a little unfinished.  I don’t think that the message that I was trying to convey was finished yet.  I was reading Ms. L’s blog post this morning and realized that there was more I needed to say.  She spoke of having doubts in her mission and her purpose with what she is trying to do with her company and her new magazine, PIEhole, and in reading her post I thought all of these doubts sounded all too familiar for me.  

I hadn’t realized that she was experiencing this much doubt.  I always see her as so well put together and it just always seems that she is fearless and ready to take on the world.  I started thinking back to the Bishop T.D. Jakes sermon that I listened to yesterday and the particular part that I wanted to convey to Ms. L. in her time of doubt, and what I have to get through to my own mind as well, is that greatness takes time.  

“The best miracles in your life take time; can not be driven by hunger, or need, or necessity.  Sometimes you have to get yourself structured and in order so that you are ready to receive the magnitude of what God has for you.  Just because you have a driving need does not mean that you can disperse with the order and the time and the structure that is necessary to hold the weight of what God is going to do.  Some people are so busy trying to get what God has that they don’t provide the structure that is necessary to sustain what they have been given.”  

This quote struck me when I heard it in his sermon.  It hit me like a ton of bricks because I thought about the fact that I have not necessarily built up a stable structure.  I have not yet gotten the order that I need to have to sustain the kind of structure that I need.  It makes sense that God would want to hold onto the overflow of blessings that he has stored up for me until he sees that I have built up a stable enough structure to hold the weight of those blessings.  

I am still working on the order and my structure and perhaps I should stop rushing God along to give me what he knows that I am not ready to sustain.  “Until you can be thankful for something that is not enough, then what you have can not be multiplied into what is more than enough.”  Perhaps my time would be better spent preparing my structure and being thankful for the things that he has already blessed me with and seen me through instead of just waiting for him to do what he has in his plans to do for me.  

So that’s what I’m going to continue to strive for and work on.  I am going to be building up my structure and getting my ‘house’ in order and enjoy and be thankful for what God has already blessed me with on an everyday basis.  He has blessed me with so many things in my life thus far, among them a purpose, knowledge of how to go after that purpose, and the ability to carry out that purpose.  I know that once he feels I am ready for the overflow, my cup will runneth over.  

*(And Ms. L., your cup is already nearing the edge.)*   

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Somewhere Hidden In the Scraps

“Miracles always begin with recognition of what you have; if you don’t recognize what you have, you can never multiply what you have not recognized.”

~Bishop T.D. Jakes 

There are some writers that will always tell other aspiring writers that they are never supposed to throw anything away.  That whatever you create should be held onto.  There are those scraps of paper that you set to the side whenever your idea doesn’t pan out the way you thought it would.  

There’s that opening scene that you decided that you weren’t crazy about once you had completed it.  Even the novel that you, for some unknown reason, stopped working on halfway through it and have just set to the side never to be seen again for years, possibly decades.  I firmly believe in never throwing things away but not just for the sake of holding onto things and not being able to let go but because you never know what treasures lie in those scraps of paper that you are thinking about throwing away.  

Those scraps of paper may not have been right for what you initially intended it for but they might be perfect for some other project down the line.  That scene may not have fit that particular story but could find a home in the next one.  That unfinished novel that is still sitting and collecting dust may just be waiting for the right time for you to be ready to finish it and it could be the next great novel the world is waiting to read.   

Last week I wrote a post that mentioned some segments from a sermon given by Bishop T.D. Jakes that was featured on a particular episode of Oprah’s Next Chapter.  I had only captured certain pieces of that sermon on the show but this morning I went back and listened to it in its entirety and got so much more out of it then I did before.  His specific message was on saving the scraps (our past burdens) and it was centered around a passage from the bible taken from Mark6:42-52.  

In his sermon he said that “The miracle is not in what you lost, the miracle is not in what you have consumed previously, your best days are not your yesterdays, your miracles are in what you have left.  If you discard it, ignore it, don’t use it, don’t value it, don’t learn from it, don’t understand it, you will lose the battle before you because you did not learn from the battle behind you. – That which remains is more valuable than that which was lost.”  

He talked about us taking our scraps and using them to enable us to power through and forge ahead.  To use them as our learning tools that eventually become our blessings.  “Your power is not in where you are, your power is in where you’ve been” and if you don’t recognize and hold onto the place that you were once at you can not truly appreciate the place where you are now.  

Bishop T.D. Jakes closed his sermon by saying to those who have been broken, that the problem is that you have not considered the scraps that God has given you.  If you had considered the scraps then you would already know and trust that you are safe.  That it is not what you go through, but rather how you perceive what you go through.  

I am very aware of the fact that I need to learn how to appreciate the scraps of my life instead of continuing to try and bury them.   True gratitude comes in the appreciation of the fact that those scraps have been the reason for more than my fair share of blessings. Like it or not those scraps are what makes me who I am.  They’re what make you who you are too.  

When you look back at the things that you have been through and on the lows that you have been in, you have to know that God would not have put you through those things if he did not have a plan to bring you to higher ground.  Your blessings are hidden in what you’ve already experienced and been through, in the lessons that life has already been teaching you.  Your blessings are hidden in the scraps of it all.  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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A Chance Meeting With a Message for Me About Rejection

“A rejection is nothing more than a necessary step in the pursuit of success.”

~Bo Bennett 

I met someone at the Starbucks today as I sat down to the blank page of my computer screen wondering what I was going to write this post about today.  She is a fellow author and I saw her come in with her box of books of her debut novel, Murder by Ice.  She walked right up to the cashier at the counter and after ordering her coffee asked if she could sell her books here.  I thought to myself ‘she’s not even afraid that they’ll say no, why aren’t I like that.’  She sat at the table where I was sitting as she waited for the cashier to talk to the manager and get a response back to her and we began talking.  

I asked her how she gets up the nerve to do that.  I promptly began to explain how hard it was for me to just get out and talk to people to get them to buy my book as I handed her the postcard for my novel, The Diary: Succession of Lies.  I know funny right.  I’m talking about how hard it is for me to promote myself and my book as I am whipping out the postcard for my book (I didn’t even realize what I was doing while I was doing it).  She asked where my book was but it just so happened that I left the box of books at home and she immediately got on me.  I explained that sometimes I just don’t feel like anyone’s going to buy it so I just don’t bring it with me.    

We talked for over an hour about many different things and she asked me why I found it so easy to show my card about my book to her but can’t go out and do the same with other people.  I told her that it was easy to do that with people who I knew were writers as well.  Writers know the painstaking efforts we each go through, not just to write the book but to get it edited and published and selling.  I told her that with other writers I feel less of a chance of getting rejected.  

She said to me in essence that rejection comes with the territory of being a writer (which I am all too familiar with) but also that just because someone doesn’t buy my book right then and there that it is not necessarily rejection.  Sometimes just their knowing about your book and the story it tells may make them think about it and go buy it later.  However, if I never tell anyone then no one ever goes back to buy it later.  

Rejection is just so scary and it, at times, makes you feel like you are not good enough.  It can make you doubt yourself.  I mean obviously I know that everyone is not going to always like what I write or publish it but it still stings a little (a lot actually).  Well as it turns out this lady that I ran into, I already knew her.  There we were talking like strangers and then realizing that I used to hang out with her daughter and that I already knew her.  It was wonderful to run into her because I hadn’t seen her in so long (since I was still a teenager).  

We both realized that there was a reason for both of us coming to this particular Starbucks on this particular day because I started not to go there today but in many ways something was drawing me there.  Now I know that it was to run into this wonderfully, courageous, woman, who at the age of 50 (hope she wouldn’t mind me saying her age) has the nerve and fearlessness of getting out there and promoting herself and her book (her baby as she called it) and for me to be inspired by her actions.    

In just the short time that I talked to her today she reminded me that rejection is nothing to be afraid of and that that fear could even make me better and work harder to accomplish what I want (and need) to get done.  She said to me that we writers are pioneers of inspiration and reminded me that our stories and experiences are meant to be shared with others.  

Even if everyone doesn’t get something out of your shared experiences, there’s always that one person that will.  That one person will be inspired, or motivated, and take your words as lessons and advice for the steps that they take moving forward.  You will be their chance meeting with a message that they never knew they were going to receive.               

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Cutting the Ties of Negativity That Keep Me Bound

“One of the things I learned the hard way was that it doesn’t pay to get discouraged.  Keeping busy and making optimism a way of life can restore your faith in yourself.”

~Lucille Ball 

It is important when being a writer, in business for yourself, that you have adequate support around you.  People reassuring you that you will be successful and that actually believe the encouragement that they are giving you.  People that you can bounce ideas off of and they get how your mind works and don’t automatically assume that you are crazy.  People that don’t tear you down every chance that they get.  

I think that I have built up a good circle of people who believe in my vision and what my purpose is.  It may be a very small circle but it is there.  The problem that I continue to come up against is the people, or person in particular, who continues to tear me down with every open shot they get. 

Now I know that I am supposed to cut any negative form of energy that enters into my circle and threatens my belief in myself but family is a little harder to get rid of.  Every time I get to a place where I feel confident in what I am doing and I begin to stop doubting myself (at least not on an everyday basis) this person says such negative, nasty, unsupportive things.  Sometimes they just say things that are downright hateful.  

I asked someone once how you are supposed to extract that negative energy from your life and your circle when they are family and you have to deal with them on a regular basis.  This person told me that just because that person is your family doesn’t mean that they necessarily deserve to be treated the way people normally would treat their family.  He said that if they are not living up to the title and are not giving me that emotional support that family is supposed to give one another then they are family in title only but not in their actions.  

I never thought of it that way and even though I try to keep this in mind, every time I have to deal with this person (which is often because my daughter is very close to them) the negativity is just there and sometimes it seeps in my subconscious whether I want it to or not.  Last night the negativity seeped in for a little while but for a writer there is typically a battle to keep out the voices of doubt, whether it is your voice or the voice of others.  

I didn’t necessarily win the time and productivity battle today but every day won’t be perfect and you have to just take the good with the bad.  Tomorrow will be a better day, one where I will avoid all said persons projecting negativity my way.  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Getting Back in the Swing of Things

I am not full of thought provoking and inspirational quotes and phrases to say today but I really wanted to make sure that I posted.  I am starting to feel my drive kick back into gear, on some days I would even say high gear.   

I am having more and more productive moments and planning out several projects that I want to work on.  I am finally sending out query letters (although they are not perfect) and I am even beginning to work on my novel again, little by little (every little bit counts).  

I am happy to be gaining momentum on the dreams I have been continuously chasing since I was younger.  I have been trying to keep a positive frame of mind as well as keeping my eyes on the goals that I have set for myself.  

I think if I take my eyes off of those goals I’ll start to slip back into the land of un-productivity once again.  So far this week I am winning the battle of time and I plan to keep it that way. 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Being Broken Down To Be Blessed On the Way Back Up

“God never intended for you to go through something and get nothing out of it.”

~Bishop T.D. Jakes 

Sometimes I have days where I feel encouraged and empowered.  My writing flows, my productivity is better then average and I feel like I am going to get to my destination.  Then there are other days when my writing is not going as smoothly, there is no productivity and my destination seems further and further away.  Those are the days that I just feel broken down.  I try to think of the wise people who tell me that it’s not going to always be that way but the message never came across to me as clear as it did the other night when I was watching Oprah’s Next Chapter where she did a sit down interview with Bishop T.D. Jakes.  

Now anyone who knows me well enough (either personally or through this blog) knows that I am spiritual but I am not necessarily terribly religious.  Meaning I don’t necessarily believe that I have to go to a building (i.e. church) to get the word that God is trying to communicate to me.  But every once and a while I will see and hear a Pastor, Preacher, or in this case Bishop say something on television that will make me wish that their church was within my reach so that I could go get that message in person.  

On Oprah’s Next Chapter when Bishop T.D. Jakes told his congregation that “The blessing is in the breaking; that, which refuses to be broken refuses to be blessed; It is the breaking of life that produces the blessing of life.” I felt as if that message was meant for me.  Now I know I wasn’t even there, and this was after all a repeat on TV so it wasn’t even live, but yet I felt like I was directed to watch it for a specific reason; because it’s what I needed to hear.  

I always see my breaking points as my own little personal failures but I suppose the truth is that they are the foundations for my future successes.  They are the models of what I need to look at so that I know not to repeat the same process that got me to that point in the first place.  They are lessons for me to learn from, not mistakes for me to forever regret.  

Bishop T.D. Jakes also said “The most blessed people I have ever met in my life have gone through something that broke them.”  In essence, adversity breeds success and a multitude of blessings.  If you look at the most successful people, they didn’t get to that place without having to be broken down at some point in their lives.  Why should I be any different?  Why should I expect to get to the level of success I know I am destined for without having to go through the trials and tribulations to get there?  

The words I heard him speaking were so powerful and so profound and while I realize this is not the first time I have heard that message, this is the first time I have believed the words as I said them to myself.  Building up any business that you want to have takes a certain amount of tenacity and drive.  However, when it comes to building up a business that is centered around your love of writing and your sense of purpose, it takes guts, and courage, but most importantly belief in yourself and in the very words that you speak.  The words you say are very important and you never know who your particular message might touch, giving them the strength to not stay broken so that they won’t miss their blessings.    

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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A Lesson in Life that Skating Reminded Me Of

Today I took my daughter skating.  I thought it was a good way to end her spring break and I thought it would be good fun for her.  I hadn’t intended on skating as well, I just wanted to sit on the sidelines and watch her hold onto the wall as she made her way around.  Just as she did the last time I took her skating, which was two years ago for her birthday, she asked me to skate with her.  I told her no because truth be told my knee was really bothering me.  I sent her out into the rink and watched her take about five minutes (maybe more) to make her way around the first time.  

After her first trip around she came to me and said she wanted to go home, that it was harder then she remembered.  I reminded her that we don’t quit on things just because they seem hard at first and that the only way to get good at anything was to keep going back out there and trying.  I assured her that she would get better at it just like she did the first time we went skating and the time she went skating with her class at school.  It inspired me to go get a pair of rental skates myself (I hate putting my feet where others have been) and make my attempt to skate with her, as she requested.  

Now I used to be a really good skater back in my teenage years but other than the attempt I made two years ago I haven’t really skated and with all of the aches and pains settling in within my body I get nervous at the thought of skating (or at least the part where I fall).  I was truly terrified to get out there on the floor of that skating rink but I did it and pretty soon I was even able to let go of the wall, at least some of the time.  

I believe that seeing me get out there and not giving up even inspired my daughter to let go of the wall a few times herself.  I even noticed her gathering speed a couple of times, but she didn’t want to quit anymore.  In fact when it came time to leave she didn’t want to go.  I made a promise to her that we would go skating more often now.  I had actually started to have fun myself and I forgot just how much fun skating was.  

The thing about skating that I can relate to real life experiences sometimes is that it has a lot to do with being resilient.  With skating, especially if you haven’t done it in a long time, there is always a good chance that you will fall (in fact unless you are a pro it’s kind of expected), but you don’t have a choice but to get back up again.  You can’t just sit there and give up because you have to, at the very least, get back up if you want to get out the skating rink.  

Much like skating, in life when something or someone knocks you down, maybe even literally knocking the wind out of you, you have to get back up.  More importantly, you have to realize that you are going to fall many time but you have to keep getting back up again.  It’s amazing that I got all of that out of skating but sometimes it’s the little things that you underestimate that have some of the biggest lessons for you to learn from.  I can’t wait to get good at skating again and to help my daughter get to that point where she can let go of the wall and go it alone.  Won’t that be something?  

By the way I did, in fact, fall, but I got back up and skated around a few more times.  It was so much fun! 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Banishing the Age Old Excuse

“Dreams are renewable.  No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.”

~Dale E. Turner 

This morning as I was watching the news they started talking about baseball (which is my least favorite sport, next to golf) and I started to go into my usual mode whenever I heard baseball mentioned, ignore mode.  But this time something caught my attention, enough to actually make me sit and listen.  

They were discussing the oldest major league pitcher to have ever played baseball.  Jamie Moyer is a 49 year old pitcher who is now playing with the Colorado Rockies after suffering an elbow injury in 2010 that caused him to lose an entire season of playtime.  The injury required him to have reconstructive surgery (Tommy John Surgery) with an estimated recovery time of at least a year.  

The word throughout the sports world was that his career was most likely over because this was not his first injury.  However, Jamie Moyer had other things in mind then letting go of his career, although his career has already surpassed many of the people he came into the league with and he was now playing with men of the next generation of baseball.  

All he wanted was the chance to prove to all of the people who said he was too old or that he didn’t throw hard enough anymore that he could in fact do this once again.  They gave him his chance and he proved them wrong and now he could potentially be making history as the oldest major league baseball pitcher to ever win a game.  

It got me to thinking about all of the times that I doubted continuing my efforts as a writer because I was starting to feel as though maybe I was getting too old to be starting out in this career.  I mean in my mind I should’ve already done so many great things within my career by now and I have, instead, been stuck going around in circles.  Watching that story on the news this morning taught me something.  The age factor is only in my mind, not anyone else’s.  

Jamie Moyer commented that “as long as you have an opportunity you can succeed, but you have to be willing to put the time and the effort into it.”  Essentially as long as the opportunities keep presenting themselves to me, I don’t have a reason (or rather an excuse) to not go after them.  

People often tell me that I waste a lot of time watching TV and watching the news, but I never listen to that because I know what I get out of it.  I get inspiration and I get motivated.  I hear other people’s stories and experiences and I receive the wisdom and lessons that they try to impart to those that are watching and listening.  

Today, just in those five minutes that I watched that news piece I saw someone who wouldn’t let people tell him he was too old to continue on with his dream.  I saw someone who didn’t use his age as an excuse to just give up.  I heard something that motivated me to give up my last excuse for not going after every single opportunity that comes my way, especially the ones that are a pathway to my dreams.  

I will only be too old when I can’t write anymore and my fingers can’t translate the words from my mind onto paper (or computer screen).  As long as I have ideas in my head and the ability to convey them, I will never be too old.  Hell even in my senior years (I mean really old-80’s old), I can still dictate my thoughts into a tape recorder and (if the arthritis has really set in) have someone else type up my work.  Age really is just a number, not a dream killer! 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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