Dreamers Wanted #FabulousFriday @AuthorMoira

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Welcome to Friday one and all. Hope you’ve all had a fabulous week. Personally I cannot wait for the weekend to kick in. Like our fellow Quiller Raven I’ve had a rather painful week, it (quite literally) has been a pain in my ass. Sitting, laying down, walking, and several other movements that I normally do in my everyday subconsciously have had me gritting my teeth. Raven, oh dear sweet Raven, I feel your pain – PS: Feel better soon!

But enough of that yeah? Onto the post!

While the ad at the top of this post isn’t real, it should be. Especially in this day and age. We live in a world that is too serious, too focused on being offended by every breath some stranger never before met takes, and that seems to have a giant stick up it’s rump.

Authors are part of a unique breed. We were either born as, or encouraged as we grew to be dreamers. While many might accuse us that we live with our heads in the clouds, and in some cases this could possibly be true, it’s not that way for everyone. In the heat of the story – sure, absolutely, definitely we’re all wrapped up in what’s happening. But we’re also pretty damn fine multitaskers. After all we have to keep names, places, dates, etc. all straight in our heads while writing, but we can also script notes in our heads while we attend to everyday business. For example many authors have families which means schedules that are insane on a daily basis, they find time for everyone in their lives, and yet still get their writing done. Not that we can’t get days, items, names confused – cause we can.

But authors are a breed, or at least were once upon a time, who didn’t sweat the little things. Unfortunately there seems to be too many cutthroats, too many overly pompous windbags, too many shysters, and too many self-proclaimed best authors flooding the market. People these days seem to view publishing as a get-rich-quick scheme instead of what it is. An expression of the imagination put into words to be shared with family, friends, and strangers near and far.

While I have absolutely nothing against an author making money off their works, we all dream of the day we can do it full time after all, those who are pumping out works faster then I can sneeze three times in a row make me highly suspicious. We need to bring back the dreamers. Bring back the love of the art that is writing a well told, well woven tale that helps the reader escape the harsh realities of our current world. We need to reinvest ourselves, and help others to find the path that is fiction at it’s finest – whatever the genre. Not only is it a relaxing pastime (when things are going great), but it’s also a beneficial one to not just the readers.

An author is an individual who has found a way to zen out in a highly constructive manner. Slipping into another reality for minutes or hours at a go. Pouring out the stresses of the day onto the page, and coming away with something fantastic in the end. And often times a weird twinge, crick or ache from all the strange positions we contort into during the process.

No one said writing couldn’t be a dangerous gig, and if they did – THEY LIED! LOL!

So let’s bring back the dreamers, the visionaries, and all those who can take anything dumped their way with a grain of salt. We need more calming influences in the world, and definitely more wondrous escapes from reality. We only get one shot at this thing called life, why not live it in a fun, amazing, and imaginative manner?

A little reflection… #SensualSunday (@AuthorMoira)

Sensual-Sunday

Moira here welcoming you back to another #SensualSunday. My post today is definitely much more relaxed, and rather thematic. More about that right after this special announcement…

First and foremost I want to wish all the mother’s out there, and visiting here, a happy Mothers Day. You have one of the hardest gigs around. As a formerly rambunctious and more than a little bit of a wild child, I salute you. I know I tested my own mother’s resolve many a time, but since I’m still here I guess that bond between mother and child won the day, lol!

Happy Mother's Day card with three red roses

Which leads me into my post for today. My own personal thank you to my mother for encouraging my love of the written word.

She taught me many things in life along with my father. Among them were how to ride a bike, how to cook and bake, and how to read my very first book. She picked me up while teaching me how to pick myself up, dust off, and try and try again until I succeeded. They taught me to set goals and figure out how to achieve them while being a strong, independent woman. She also taught me to persevere, to go big or go home, and to always keep my eye on the ball.

Otherwise you’ll end up with a ball to the face, and that shit hurts!

Dream journey - Little Girl On Vintage Suitcase At SunsetMy mother encouraged my imagination every single day. Throwing me out the door to play in the yard, at the neighbors, or in the local playground. Summers were for being outside with my friends playing games and going on grand adventures. We played all the traditional games, and made up a few of our own. I’ve flown a plane, gone to the stars, and traveled the world within my own imagination. I was always an imaginative child, coming up with stories in my head that could be acted out in play. I think this helped me more than I can say in becoming an author. Without that early training, the freedom of childhood provided by my parents to explore, who knows where I’d be.

fairy bookBooks were another gateway to expand my own inner musings beyond what I knew up to that point. Traveling to the lush landscape of Scotland with sexy men in kilts, behind the scenes with a sexy billionaire boss being naughty with a co-worker, to any number of scenarios in the paranormal realm and out into the stars in the distant future. Romance has been my first love, but not my only, when it comes to reading material. Again I have my mother to thank for that. Smuggling her Harlequins into my room late at night to devour before a new day came started the love affair I found in the romance genre. From there the natural progression into other genres within romance itself came as I got older and could go buy my own romance novels.

So while I may not admit to her out loud that I was reading her romance novels under the blankets in the wee hours of the morning, my mother is the reason I’m doing what I love to do now. She unknowingly gave me the key to finding my path as an author.

From the bottom of my heart mom, I thank you.

XO Moira Callahan

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