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Saturday, September 23, 2017

Learing to accept ourselves.

Learning not to apologize for our own existance.
there is this one fashion page I follow. It's a place where we can buy discounted LulaRoe clothing (leggings, print tops, if you aren't familiar) and one of the things I enjoy about it is all the shoppers post pictures of themselves wearing their new tops, leggings, dresses.
They explain how they dressed it up, layered it, what shoes they wore with it, etc. This is how I rocked it, they say.
The clothes fit from a XXS to XXXL. It's a body positive place. You can say - oh, that will look great with a belt, too. or give them advice on how to rock their outfit a bit more. You can even say - eh that doesn't really go together. Pattern mixing is tough, after all. but no one is allowed to say "Fat people/ skinny people/ black people/ white people shouldn't wear X" Seems simple, right? (it isn't. some people are miserable cows, after all)
But it's also fun. these are women who are now self-made models.
invariably, while posting a woman will say "Oh, sorry for the background mess" or "sorry my hair looks like this" or the worst is "sorry, my belly looks ugly in this shirt, skirt, dress."
One day, a woman said STOP APOLOGIZING. We don't care if your kids have their toys in the background or if you bathroom mirror isn't spotless. only YOU see those things. We see a beautiful woman rocking a pencil skirt for the first time.
and it made me think. How often do we apologize over our perceived human failings?
STOP. Ya'll are beautiful. Do well. Learn. Never stop growing. But stop apologizing for simply being you. 
Sometimes when I read other author's books, I am stunned at how beautiful their word choices are. The pictures they make in my mind. And i think, why bother? I'm not as talented as X. I can't ever write books like X.
I want to apologize for my poems, my happy little stories, and my poor word choices.  I have to remind myself that no, I'll never write a Nora Roberts book. That's okay, though. Nora Roberts already exists in the world and writes fabulous books. 
But on the flip side, she will never write one of my books. No one will. My voice is unique and I'm the only one who can produce them. 
Learning to stop comparing yourself to an ideal is a journey. One I hope you take with me. 
Summer Donnelly.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Snippet Time - The Three Wish Mermaid

snippet time!!

I'm putting The Three Wish Mermaid ( into a collection and adding a Christmas short story to round out the paperback.

From "Just in time for Christmas"

But by afternoon, Greer was so exhausted that she climbed into the king-sized bed she shared with her husband. She was exhausted and crampy and only wanted to sleep, despite the pretty clips and fresh braid in her hair. At the moment, she didn’t care what was going on in town, she needed to sleep. She stripped down and slid beneath the lavender scented white cotton sheets.
“You okay?” Duff said, following her into the room. The dark brows over his pale grey eyes creased in concern. “I was going to run out and get a part for the truck but if you need me here, I’ll stay.”
"I'm going to try to nap," she said with a little pout. One her husband was more than willing to kiss from her lips. “I'm sure I'll feel better by the time you all get back.” Her voice was already drifting off as sleep welcomed her with open arms.
She managed to nap, fitfully, for an hour or so but woke up panicked and her back muscles spasming. Could the pain actually be worse? Tears slid down her cheeks and pooled on the pillow as she took a deep breath. “Duff,” she called, seeking her mate.
The water from the shower turned off and Greer sighed with relief. She wasn’t alone. Duff must have come home and taken a shower while she was still sleeping.
Arrows shot down her tormented legs and spine as muscle spasms tore through her body. The anguish she felt was so similar, she immedately flashbacked to the fear and disbelief she’d had when she first turned from human girl to mermaid.

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