The Candle Fickers

Today life rushed at me. Shocked me. Waking me into reality. Reminding me of what I already know, but forget easily.

I am reminded – Life is like a flickering candle. 

One moment brightly shining, keeping our dreams and schemes alive;

 – exciting, 

– our lives full of hope.

The next moment, an unexpected wind disturbs the brightness and strength of the flame. It flickers, causing uncertainty about its’ future. Life’s future. Our future. 

Will the flame return to shine brightly?  Or will the circumstances snuff it out?

Today news came, reminding me about life. And about death.  As life’s length is unknown. We all know this. There is nothing we can do to prolong our time, except care for our body, our mind and our soul.

Need I write of the every day decisions we all make, in trying to prolong our lives;

–  about eating healthily, keeping fit, – and regarding alcohol, cigarettes and drugs.

– of being gentle on ourselves, forgiving ourselves, and forgiving others. 

– removing the sources of stress by addressing the issues that challenge us.

– making better choices about people and situations.

And then there is the unspoken one. Considered to be taboo, private, personal and even offensive! 

Causing anger, splitting families, the reason for wars throughout history. Certainly contentious.

 It’s the decision of accepting or rejecting that we have a ‘Soul’ – that ‘God Part’ evidenced within all cultures and societies since human life began. For all time, this has been a part of mankind – we either accept it or reject it. 

But how do we accept it?

– simply by accepting our soul is real, followed by listenning to the prompting of our soul,  such prompting draws all of mankind closer to God.

Today I’ve been reminded of these things. It is a harsh reminder, a sad reminder, and a wake up call. As today news came, reminding me about life. And about death.

As you see, a life-long friend has been diagnosed with leukaemia. Untreated, he has maybe three months. Treated… God only knows the length of his days.

How can this be? As my life-long friend has many goals. In his retirement he has yet to do the things he has planned. 

His grand children are babies – so young. He has much to pass on to them. Let alone the shortened time with his wife and recently married children. 

The flickering candle must not blow out.

 ‘Not yet! Please not yet!’ This we pray. Hoping our cry is heard, hoping our tears are seen by the one who knows the exact time – the exact number of days allocated to each of us.
Today I realised again, that a life without hope, without faith, without belief in prayer being answered, must be dreadful. 

Without any hope of eternity ones remaining days must be depressing when facing death. Here one day, gone the next and all for what reason?

Without really knowing that; if the flickering flame is extinguished today or in three weeks or some years ahead, it will not mean eternal darkness. 

The end! Nothing! Over! All for nothing! 

Without knowing of a love greater than we have known and a promise, must be soul destroying. Causing fear and anxiety.

As, believing that the flickering candle will keep eternally burning, brings peace. As a renewed soul believing in Jesus will never be extinguished. That is God’s promise. 

For today life rushed at me. Shocked me. Waking me into reality. Reminding me of what I already know, but forget easily as I go about my allocated days.

 It’s not instinctive to believe. It’s not something to research and throw questions at. Or to analyse. As those attitudes know nothing about faith or hope. Faith is not logical. If it was, it’s not faith!

It’s from the soul – not the mind. Simply a decision to give in to. And by faith believe in. 

As the other option is not an option at all – making everything on earth utterly meaningless. A candle extinguished forever.


The flickering candle need not be extinguished.

It’s time to put my money where my mouth is

Well, here we go… One BIG question,
How does an unknown author with an un heard of title have any opportunity to sell her first book and test it on the market?

 * promote to family and friends and hope a few will be interested enough to buy a copy.

 * form friends with fellow authors and readers on social media.

 * promote novels written by these authors.

 *give reviews for these authors on every social media possible – supporting them, -hoping they will do the same.

 * invest in promotion – putting some $ towards launching my novel.
A decision has been made tonight. Below is what my small advertising budget has bought me – 30 days of advertising for 3 months. 

… Why I must make this happen-

 – this is my first chance to launch my novel – and invest in “The Fortune Seekers – Dan and Charlotte”, offering it worldwide. 


……The Xlibris Google Display Network marketing plan, can run my book ad on over 2 million Google partner websites plus specific Google websites including Google Finance, Gmail, Blogger, and YouTube that show AdWords ads. This network also includes mobile sites and apps.
This service increases my ad’s chances of being viewed by my target readership by allowing the use of specific targeting parameters such as location, age, language, audience interest, topic, keywords, and even specific websites that are part of Google’s network.
A brow wiping moment – 

Now, I don’t have to cast my fishing line all over the map and hope for a bite. With the Xlibris Google Display Network Marketing Services, I can focus and extend my reach and direct my book promotions to where readers are converging.

That decided – now awaiting the cover design.

This morning I learned of the importance of knowing my ‘brand’. Of becoming familiar and identifiable to your readers. And trusted. 

Trusted that what you write will contain the essence of what you have always written, – that which attracts them to your words. Which makes using their time to read your words, worthwhile. 

The challenge for me is to find the word that is ‘my’ brand. 

It isn’t my love of observing people. Or my desire to understand why people do and say what they do do, or say. 

It’s not my desire to free people from their inner pain, to see them set free. 

Or to convert them to my religious beliefs. 

No, none of that. It’s possibly more about making a difference.

Remember the man on the beach who stooped to return star-fish washed up in the high tide, back to the water. There were thousands of starfish dying on  the high tideline. 

Every few paces the old man leaned forward and with a starfish in his hand he threw it as far into the receded tide as possible. 

A boy watching him asked, ‘Mister, why are you bothering, as there are too many. It’s not going to make a difference.’

The old man threw another into the waves, saying,’ it made a difference to that one.’

…in saying this, I realise something. 

Hopefully my writing will make a difference to someone.

Have a great week friends.

Ramblings of a blogger…

My husband’s dress shoes.

Honestly, this is the truth! You may call them thongs if you are an Australian (but us Kiwi’s know thongs to be a very scanty panty – nothing more than a thong.) If you are English, you may be calling them flip flops…ok, they do make a floppy-floppy noise if you perfect the flipping movement as you walk. But we Kiwi’s call them Jandals. Why?

 

 

The adventure of the indie author

Yes, it’s been an amazing adventure. At least six months of determination, driven by ideas forming one after the other in my mind. Determination needed to put the ideas into written words and sentences. Learn the art of writing. Editing, then editing again. And again. Finally, being courageous enough to let someone read it and evaluate it. Then – how to publish? This is the big one. Self publish or assisted publishing? I chose the latter, as after all I’m an indie author, having no former publishing experience.

Ideas come in the night, wake me from sleeping. Form while listenning to and observing others. Until finally I introduce the real people. 

People, previously names within my family tree back in the 1800s, came alive. The novel was being born. Rushing out, with stories to tell.

Personalities blossomed as the central two people, (Daniel and Charlotte) made decisions as young adults. Decisions that were to change the courses of their lives, seperately.

Challenges, both emotionally, politically and religiously were affecting their lives. Consequences needed to be addressed after problems began to climax. Welsh religious indoctrination and English expectations and conformist attitudes – all causing our two characters to stumble.

How would I respond when put into the situations the key characters were? 

Would I accept or reject the statis quo? 

No, not me! 

As by thinking through issues, my own common sense has over the years never let me down. I now became my characters, and brought them through – changing the generations who were to follow, through to this very day.

Daniel and Charlotte- had an inner knowing. Consciences to deal with. Powered by the need to live, love and be who they both believed they were. Having the ability to reason. 

All these attributes – day by day, brought the challenges into perspective for the characters within my novel, and their lives adventure changed gear! 

As did me – the author. Full speed ahead. Write until done…that was the goal. 

And it’s now done! In being published – by Xlibris.com.au. Entitled “The Fortune Seekers.”Historical fiction. By Glennis Browne. Due out late April or May 2016. Kindle and all E Books, Paper backs and hard copies. The adventure is into second gear…