Hello, My Lovelies,
I thought today I’d toss a poem into the mix. Oh, and by the way, I can’t easily do the option of allowing you to pay a small monthly fee, because it seems I’m required to have a cell phone to sign up with Stripe. Sadly, I no longer have one, and have no visible means of support, so I’ll have to rely on something else. Once I post this, I’m going to call a guy about driving a cab… Might be fun. I’ll let you know what happens.
Meanwhile, you are more than welcome to visit my website, JaanCarter.com, where if you so desire, you can contribute to my Life Support. Since it would have been a choice anyway, I don’t demand it. ^_^ (As if!)
Some very, very good news came to me yesterday! I submitted three short stories to a company that takes your money and then finds (hopefully) a publisher for your writing. They liked my stories! They said I had a “unique voice” and some other compliments, and wow, that really felt good. I have to brag a little bit because for a loud, rather rowdy kind of gal, I am having to work on my self-confidence when it comes to writing— more of that insecurity from olden days. It’s getting better… I would love to make at least some of my living doing what I love most…
I am thinking about what to do about these short stories and even longer ones. I am loathe to use Amazon, just because it’s Amazon. So… suggestions welcome. If I go with the company mentioned above, I have to pay them, of course. It’s not cheap. I’d have to borrow at first, at least. I have one other iron in the fire, and am waiting to hear… The suspenders are killing me! But this voice from the email telling me I’m worthy is giving me a Great Feeling! I just wanted to share that! YAAAAY!!!
And this poem is actually a bit old, but I tweaked it.
There Is a Moment of Sunshine
There is a moment of sunshine
In the cloud of my turbulence
There is a flash of disclosure
In the pattern of my inhibition
I only think these thoughts
I don’t dream them
I only link these thoughts
I don’t scream them
There is a moment of disarmament
In the changing of the guards in my mind
There is a center of tranquility
In the hurricane in my eye
Jaan Carter ©2022
Good stuff, Jaan!