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THE PINK JOURNAL MASTER LIST FOR 2015

Get Your Words Out 2015
Word Traking for GYWO2015
GYWO Time Management Challenge
GYWO 2015 IN REVIEW
Stop Challenges
Frank and the Repo Guy
Alice the Bear
Rain Song
My Writing Partner
GYWO BINGO
BINGO CARD 1

Monthly Updates
New Year Writer's Resolutions For 2015
February Update
March Update
April Update
May Update
June Update
July Update
August Update
September Update
October Update
November Update
December Update

NaNoWriMo 2015 Update Posts
The Novel for NaNoWriMo is..........
NaNoWriMo Check in for 11/1 to 11/7
NaNoWriMo Check in for 11/8 to 11/14
NaNoWriMo Check in for 11/15 to 11/21
NaNoWriMo Final Check in for 2015

Word of the Day
Hiemal
Railbird (Lucky's Chance)
Extol
Frisson (The Stranger)
Yahoo (Meeting the Parents)
Gormandize (Kindness)
Cavalcade
Fritter (The Pieces We Leave Behind)
Obloquy
Desideratum
Expatiate
Lenity
Is This True Love?
A Lover’s Rant
Recalcitrant
Red Bird
Celerity (Territorial)
A Means to an End
Symphony in I-95
The Wild Garden
It Was Worth It

Rainy Days and Mondays
Rain Drops
Jackie and Max
Part #1 Part #2 Part #3 Part #4 Part #5
Part #6 Part #7 Part #8 Part #9 Part #10

Crack
Death Glare
A Date, Sort Of
Mayday!
Heartbroken
Cinderfella
Idle Idol

Flash Fiction
#1. Under the Gun
#2. Large and in charge!
#4. Give me 100 words (Bullet Wound)
#5. Dear Scumbag

Ogham-Duir
Atlantis
Her Duty, His Desire (Uncoventional Courtship)
Chapter 1: The Groom and His Bride
Chapter 2: The Woman at the Fountain
Chapter 3: Bonding
Chapter 4: A New Way
Chapter 5: Their First Night
Chapter 6: A Lady of Station
Chapter 7: In Scale and Skin

Una
Beside the Brook

Book of the Tuathe
A Fae in the Forest

Dana Heart
Charloft Winter Bingo
Plus Size Trauma
Cousins

Heart Felt
Heart Felt Prompt Table
Part 1
Part 2

Coffee For Two (NSFW)
Nick and Nora
Donuts
Coffeecake
Cream and Sugar
Bear Claws

Other Stories
Mickey's Letter
Annie’s Escape
Party On!
Six Missing in Russel
Revenge
Revenge
Rain Drops
61 Gratitude For November 2015

Pink Journal Scrapbook 2015
Musings
Three Masks
Rebirth

Random Short Stories
Celebrate With Me
The Healer
Feast

Writing Exercises
Word Play

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Rebirth

Apr. 5th, 2015 09:34 am
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Rebirth
The trauma of our own birth is a long forgotten memory. We never remember the journey into this world. We aren't meant to. It’s a way of protecting our selves from pain and uncertainty.

The concept of rebirth is strange. There is no trauma, no uncertainty, and we are encouraged to remember the process. It sounds more like anti-birth than rebirth.

Rebirth is meant to change everything about us. Its goal is to make us another person, a better version of ourselves. In some ways it does. It can make us more spiritual and even take us off a path that would surely bring us harm.

In most cases rebirth is a temporary thing. Our more ingrained behaviors pull us back to where we were before this self-made miracle occurred. We go back to the person we were over time. It may be a gradual change but in most cases it happens.

The only true way to be reborn is to get through the trauma that brought us into this world again. Anything else is an illusion.

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Three Masks
(Gold)
The Mask We Wear In Public.
We all have a mask we wear in public. It shields our emotions and our thoughts. It conceals our true nature from those around us.

The mask lies. It gives us strength when we are weak. It gives us compassion when all we feel is contempt. It gives us a calm appearance  when we are nothing but a bundle of nerves.

This mask can be anything we can hide behind. We often hide behind a smile. Sometimes our mask can a simple application of makeup.

We each have a mask. We use it every day. Some of us wear them better than others.
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The Mask We Wear For Our Friends.
There are times when our public mask is too restrictive. This occurs when we are with our friends.

With our friends we exchange our public mask for a thinner one. We let them see feelings and thoughts we wouldn't let strangers see. It may be the same thoughts and feelings that they have shown to us.

But we still hide many things from our friends. We still use a mask to lie. its in our nature even with those who should be the ones who should know us best.
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(Purple)
The Mask We Wear For Ourselves.
The mask we wear for ourselves is one of denial. This is the mask we use sometimes when things are just too much for us to handle.

It hides a death a betrayal or guilt from us. It acts as a shield for our heart. It keeps the truth at bay until we can handle it.

We are the only ones that see this mask. It can be pretty or ugly depending on what we see in the mirror. It is the face that only we can see when we are alone in the dark and quiet night.

This is mask is the one that only we can remove if we are willing to accept the truth and stop the lie.
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The Blessings of Fandom

No matter what people say Fandom can be a wonderful thing. There are those that roll their eyes at our ‘fan girl speak’. There are those that do not understand why we ‘ship. There will be some that don’t understand why we write, create and generally immerse ourselves in a show. These are the people we should pity. They will never know the blessings that fandom brings.

Fan Fiction:

For those of us that create fan fiction, our favorite book, show, or movie gives us ideas for other great stories and scenes. It takes up beyond the place where the original creation stops. We use it to fill in gaps, rewrite what we can’t accept, and take our favorite characters on journeys. Fan fiction is our daydreams in print to share with others.      

Fan Art:

For the fan artist, creating graphics and original art inspired by characters is our way of paying homage to them. No matter what the medium, we create more of what we want to see. We extend the visual image of the story and with that image a story in itself. Fan art is our minds eye at work telling a story with an image worth hundreds of words.

Community:    

In fandom, there is a sense of community. We gain good friends that we would have never had otherwise. Our friends share our hopes dreams and desires. They read our fan fiction view our fan art. They are from different countries and speak different languages. They are old or young and male or female. They are the ones who feel our pain and share our joy. They are the true blessing of fandom.      

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Make Better Choices


There are many ways to make better choices. But first you must examine the choices that you have made and why those were the choices in the first place. There are many reasons for the choices that have been made. These can be the reason that you chose one thing over another.

Personal reasons are the most common. These are the wants and needs that you have. Food choices and lifestyle choices fall into this category.

Business reasons are mostly professional choices. Choices are made for the best financial gain. Sometimes the choice is passion over money.

Family reasons can be a little tricky. Choices are made to make the parents proud. Choices can be made for what is best for the current family situation.

Social reasons are sometimes called peer pressure and can be very hard to resist. There can also be social taboos that can dictate what choices you make.

 

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Meant To Be

May. 9th, 2014 08:10 pm
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People that are meant to be together always find each other in the end.

Call it destiny or fate but there is a truth about the heart that no one really wants to acknowledge. Love is a strong pull that brings two people together. Hearts beat in the synchronized rhythm calling to each other. It can be heard over time and space. It is cosmic and undeniable at the same time.

There is someone for everyone. It may not be the person that is expected. It may not even be the person we want or think we want. It is the person that is meant for you.

Fate pulls these hearts together without the consideration of race or gender. Traveling over miles and time the heartbeats call to each other beckoning the two people to find each other.

When they do the bond they form is the strongest and most unbreakable there ever was. The depth of emotion that it encompasses is vast and awesome.

These are the lovers that fall in love at first sight. These are the soul mates that stories have been told about. These are the true believers in love fate and destiny. These are the ones meant to be together.


 
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The Sentinel at the Shore 

A lone stone watchtower stood looking out into the moving water. Its only companion was the ring of a stone wall.  Lonely and quiet, it took solemn vigil at the shore.

What tales it could tell, it would never say. To do so would be against the code of the warriors that built it. it would only stand and watch as conquest and conquer came and went. That was its sole duty.

Time would bring down its stones one day but it would never erase the history that the sentinel witnessed. Written or not, the words were its to keep.  

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A Moment of Joy 

Never forget joy. It is the thing that makes all our struggles worth the effort. Joy should be experienced whenever possible and when one is in the deepest darkest places.

Joy is the spark that fuels us. It is the moment when being alive becomes pleasure. it is necessary to complete us and to make our hearts continue to beat.

Do something fun for the sheer joy of it. Make yourself laugh. Lighten the darkness around you. Do it for yourself and do it often.

Don’t forget to give joy to others. Give joy to the ones who love you. Give joy to a complete stranger. Sometimes there is joy in just giving it to others.

Remember the joy.

(1097 credit Damir Sagolj photoshelter)



Home

May. 4th, 2014 02:51 pm
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Home 

There is a place I call home. It is a quiet place that I hold in my heart. The actual place is no longer there but it lingers in my memories.

The brick house was just large enough for family to gather for holidays and days of mourning. Each room was warm and comforting. It brought peace to my heart and joy to my soul.

Outside, I would walk in the beauty of nature. Green grass and wildflowers were a constant in the spring and summer. A small creek hidden among the trees meandered by with a slow leisurely pace to soothe my troubles. I could breathe deeply and release everything that bothered me.

Sometimes in my mind I go back there and walk the paths and watch the stream in my dreams. I would give anything to go back there again and feel the way I did. But it is impossible to go back to something that isn’t there.

It is true you can’t go back to what was. You can only move forward to what is. There are only those things you can carry with you. Things like the comfort of home.

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Under The Dome of Wonder 

What if we were all under a giant dome? Someone greater being than we are would be observing us like ants in a glass case.

Would we amuse them? Would we anger them with our choices? How would they see us? Would it be the same as we see ourselves?

These are questions that can never be answered. Or can they?

It’s a matter of how we see ourselves. We can only make the best choices for ourselves every day. We can’t think of how it looks or the impression that it gives to others. Not everyone will agree with the choices we make so there is no way the greater being can approve of all of them as well.

We are here to live our lives the best we can. We need to be the greater being looking down at our own lives that is the only way we can answer the questions that we have.  

We are our own judge and our own observer under the dome we put ourselves inside.

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THE PINK JOURNAL MASTERLIST FOR 2013


Writer's Notebook
Entries )
House Of Darken
MuseWrite Writing Challenge For 2013

Faerie Fantasy of the Questing Princess
Changing Times

Rose Day
For AWDT Valentine Quickies 2013 )
Dameisele Cwen
For NaNoWriMo 2013 )
Ogham-Duir
The Dragons Of Aster Cliffs
Dragon Big Bang 1 )
Home Front (For Establishedfest)

Charloft's 100 Drabbles of Summer 2013

Pink Journal Scrapbook 2013
Musings
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Poems
Here )
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 What is a Revolution?

Rating: G

Summary: the definitions of ‘revolution’

Prompt: 986. credit Matt Dunham  AP Images

Word Count: 228

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What is a Revolution?

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A revolution is an overthrow or repudiation and the thorough replacement of an established government or political system by the people governed. This is usually con by a conquering force or an uprising. History shows us that this is effective but never completely stable

2.

According to ‘Sociology’ a revolution is a radical and pervasive change in society and the social structure, especially one made suddenly and often accompanied by violence. This is more a grass roots started movement. There have been several examples of this in recent times. Arab spring is one that comes to mind.

3.

A revolution can also be a sudden, complete or marked change in something. the example given is the present revolution in church architecture. This can also be seen in the conscious of people. When the realization comes that their life is not what they want, then a personal revolution is in order.

4.

A revolution is also a procedure or course, as if in a circuit, back to a starting point. When I hear this I see a race course or a running track. I also see something revolving around a fixed point like a record on a turntable.

5.

But a revolution can simply be a single turn of some kind. It is true that what goes around comes around thus creating a revolution of its own kind. 

(source dictionary.com)

The Journey

Jun. 5th, 2013 04:54 am
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 The Journey

Rating: G

Summary: The journey of life/

Prompt: 1014 credit David Tribby

Word Count: 182

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The Journey

We all take a journey. It’s called life. Some journeys are short and some are long but we all travel along.

What makes one journey different from another are the stops we make along the way. This school or that job makes one journey unique from another. Who and when we fall in love also makes an impact.   

The best life is the one with many stops. Each stop builds on the richness of the overall journey. They make a collection of stories

Think of the stories as a collection of postcards from the stops we have made. The thicker the stack the longer it will take to look through it. Each postcard tells a story of the stop made along the journey. Some are full color and glossy others are simple black and white thick cardstock. No two are the same.

The traveler with the best postcards will think the journey too short. The traveler with the fewest or with the ugliest will think the journey too long.

On your journey of life enjoy the ride and don’t forget the postcards!

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 Coffee And Chocolate

Rating: G

Summary: Two great things coming together

Prompt: 910credit totesmarie  tumblr

Word Count: 130

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Coffee And Chocolate

Coffee wakes you up and gives you the boost that you need to make it through the day. Some days you need more coffee than others. Some days you want less. It all evens out in the end.

Chocolate is just as necessary as coffee. Some would argue it is even more so. It makes your brain happy and a happy brain is a productive one. The darker chocolate is the better. Darkness equals happiness when it comes to chocolate.

When you combine the boost of coffee and the happiness of chocolate magic happens. It is the best and most productive combination in the world.

We should all consume coffee and chocolate as often and as much as possible. We would all be happy productive people. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

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 The Seeds Within You

Rating: G

Summary: We are all filled with seeds.

Prompt: 826.credit beautifullyacceptable @ tumblr

Word Count: 200

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The Seeds Within You

We are all full of seeds. The seeds are called possibilities. Each one has the potential of being something great.

When a seed is nurtured and cared for it will grow into a wonderful thing. Those seeds may be great art, great music or great writing. A seed could also be the skill of a great surgeon who saves more lives than can be counted.

When a seed is not nurtured it will become rotted and will never fulfill the potential it held. That is the biggest waste of all. We as a human race will lose so much from seeds that were never nurtured.

Imagine a world where all the seeds within an individual were nurtured. Imagine the great things that will come from those seeds. The art, music and literature would only be the beginning. Diseases could be cured. Technology would be advanced. Life for all citizens of the world would improve.  

We have the possibility to do anything. We also have the ‘seed’ within us to nurture the seeds in others. It is the most important of all our seeds because it reseeds the world with the next generation.      

Nurture some seeds and plant a better world. 

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 Remember To Love Me

Characters: Loved One

Rating: PG

Summary: Someone finds a reminder for the wrong thing.

Prompt: 788 credit zane-ngwenya

Word Count: 185

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Remember To Love Me

I was startled by what I saw on your office wall. It was next to a photo of me. It was a yellow sticky note.

Is that what our love has been reduced to? A reminder scrawled on a sticky note.

Why must you be reminded to do something you once did so easily? Have I changed? Have you changed? When did this happen?

There are so many questions that have been brought to my mind all because of a sticky note on your office wall.

You loved me once as easily as breathing. I loved you that way too. I still do. 

For now use the sticky note to remind you of me and what I once meant to you. Someday the glue will dry up and it will fall to the floor and be swept away.

I remember when you would be swept away with passion for me. It has been so long now that it is a distant memory. A feeling that once was will be gone.

I have left another sticky note on your wall. It says: Don’t bother.

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 If Wishes Were Stars

Rating: G

Summary: The availability of wishes.

Prompt: Tumbler mcy5

Word Count: 174

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If Wishes Were Stars

If wishers were stars then there would be plenty to go around. Each one of us would have what we wanted and we would all be happy.

The phrase ‘be careful what you wish for’ comes to mind. What if we wish for something that we believe will make us happy and it doesn’t. What if that wish makes us miserable?

Well we get a ‘do over’? Will there be enough wishes for us to get more than one? There are so many stars and so many people that it may not be possible to have more than one wish. What if we were not the only planet that wanted to make wishes? There would be even less to go around.

But wishes are not stars. We can not have wverything we want as soon as we want it. There are no do overs. The best we can hope for is that we get what we need and make the best of what we get.

But wouldn’t it be nice if wishes were stars?   

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 Title: The Girl With The Axe

Characters: Girl

Rating: G

Summary: Someone knows how to listen to their heart.

Prompt: Mwps18b

Word Count: 117

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The Girl With The Axe

No one would believe it unless they saw it. She was a little girl with a grownup’s axe. She chopped and shredded the notes like she had been doing it for longer than her short life. Some people call that an old soul. She wouldn't agree.

It wasn't her soul that made her play the way she did. It was her heart. She had a heart filled with music. It’s a rare gift for one so young.

Many never heard the music of their heart. Not everyone knew how to listen to the subtle tones within the beating of their heart. But she knew how to listen and how to send the music to your very soul. 

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 Title: Good To The Last Word

Prompt: Mwps23

Word Count: 137

Summary: The virtues of tea and books.

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Good To The Last Word

Pleasures can be as simple as a good book and a nice cup of tea. It is no more complicated than that.

The question then becomes why we must make pleasure so complicated. This distraction or that distraction designed for pleasure only makes us more unsatisfied. The more complicated the distraction the more unsatisfied we become.

What has happened to this world? We have become forgetful of the simple things. We have forgotten that a good cup of tea and a good book has more satisfaction than most other things designed to give us pleasure.

Bells, whistles and perfect pixel games are no match for true pleasure. It is all a matter of desire to be pleased by the simple things. So boil the water and select a book and remember what true pleasure is all about.   

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