TIPS for WRITING TALES.

TIPS for WRITING TALES.

The old lady was once an adventurous young freelance writer and poet teaching English overseas for many years, just to earn money to pay for her incoming bills, kill time and hunt the thrill for good  stories to write and publish back home in the States, if God allowed.

Teaching English Overseas was her bread and butter for a long time.

What is a good story? I wonder…

Begin to practice with writing exercises in your notebook’s outlines, journals or diary entries.

Choose to work with a “quote” that you have memorized. It could be a proverb, idiom, Bible Verse, etc. Write for about 10 minutes or so on what this quote means to you, and how it might be applied to others. We yearn to be moved by words, by actions, thoughts and the world of others, real or imagined. When you tell a story, string the words together in an electrifying fashion to boost and capture the readers’ attention. It’s all about how you do it, in order to produce a great impact in your readers. Do NOT tell a boring story, yet an amusing one!

For instance…

Proverb: “Money is the root of all evil in the material world.”

Who comes for one’s spiritual rescue? I wonder…

In my case, God shows me the way. All I wish to do is to please and serve as a humble Messenger for the Lord with lasting moral values. Plus, I wish to be a volunteer soul for the ones in need, also to help our natural environment, animals and living species. There is no money exchanged dealing with  these kind of interactions.

Long ago, I wrote a short tale inspired in the eyes of a lonely wolf.

“To a cold farewell, I lay a flame with the rose.”

My allowance came to a halt at that point. It had been a free ride to dreamland, the land of poetry. My poetic inspirations were killed with harsh words…

Cruelty and the abuse of power should not be the name of the game. I prayed to God for a complete change in the world.

A keen wind whispered sad news. My emotions were churned, aroused and stirred up to a boiling point to make my blood vessels drip. A thought flashed through my mind. The sparkle of his beautiful eyes were shut forever. Then, a precious life was shattered into silence. I could imagine his feeble body streamed with blood. He was a bridge over trouble water. He used to play and cuddle with his best friend. I could still hear his howl, when he was still roaming as the ancient lonely wolf.

The blanket of ice would remain his epitaph. The hunter killed the story and my heart with it.

How could a good story-teller slay the main character in the beginning of his play, and pretend that his readers would keep on watching his bloody game?

There is no fun for me to read a story without good guys and with a good ending. Do NOT slay the hero, for he/she should survive until the end!

My dreams for a better life was stolen, when a hand pulled the trigger and stole the wolf’s life at a single touch. My heart mourned the one I had begun to love…

On the cold ice of farewells, I lay a flame with the rose of love to warm up the wolf’s lonely grave. That fact was the last straw. 
SAVE THE WOLVES!

Author: Starry Dawn.

"The Fingerprints of Childhood Memories."

"The Fingerprints of Childhood Memories."

As far as I can remember as a child, the first set of wooden logs, the vivid memories of discovering the joy to build something extraordinary are as endless as my imagination took to build it.

Those childhood moments, and the recollection of those memories seem to capture my attention.

As an adult, I still dream and crave for a similar experience to build a log cabin with mountain views, a special home filled with memories that will last for a lifetime...

I think that sort of excitement does not 

dwindle with age. I am a dreamer...

The dream of exploration wonderful places, the joy of discovery, the triumph of creating something new, like a breathtaking log cabin with mountain and lake views won't be just another common home, it will be a wonderful journey of discovery to recapture my childhood dreams, and to make those dreams come true in a tangible and meaningful way.

Yes! When I was a child, I was there with my dear mom in some gorgeous places similar to these photos...

The log cabins of my dreams with stunning mountain views filled with large rooms and huge bedrooms, their appeal go much deeper to the core of human emotion.

The smell of fresh brand new cut wood, and its unique appearance will connect me straight to my emotions, deep poetical inspirations, dreams and experiences that I could only imagine before as a little child.

I call these kind of thoughts, 

"The Fingerprints of Childhood Memories."

Do you still have dreams, goals, and/or memories 

from your childhood? I wonder...

Thank you in advance for reading, dear readers!

UNTIL WE WRITE AGAIN.

POET STARRY DAWN.

"HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!"

"HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!"

Have a blessed time with those you love, dear readers!!

Greetings from Poet Starry.

"A True Story in Yonkers Pier by the Hudson River, New York."

"A True Story in Yonkers Pier by the Hudson River, New York."

I could recall the Story of the Beggars in Yonkers Pier (Yonkers Train Station) in New York State. I felt sorry for them, since they had no home, no shelter, no food, no bed to sleep, no family, no love. They were HOMELESS. 
This story happened about 16 years ago or so...

This True Story was about Beggars living in the bushes by the Hudson River at Yonkers Pier. They fished in the water and bathed in the Hudson River. I had seen them doing that. They also begged at 42nd Street in New York City, or other places in Train Stations.
One morning, I walked to the Pier by the Hudson River looking for peace and quiet. I had been weeping for a long time with an acute depressed state of mind. Then, I could recall a rather young looking man in his early 40´s approaching me.

He said: "HI BLONDIE!! WHY ARE YOU CRYING?"

I replied: "Why do you care??..."
At this time, I do not remember how the conversation went on...

To tell this tale in brief words…

This story ended up with me buying food at White Castle for the two beggars, who were dwelling by the Hudson River in Yonkers Pier next to the Train Station.

We had small meals together, gazing upon the Hudson River and the Palisades Hills in Rockland County, New York. The two beggars lived in the bushes by the pier, or sleeping in Train Stations. 
I felt Happy helping them while I was there. I still remember them...

They were U.S.Veterans from the Vietnam War, and ending up in deepest poverty. It was so sad for me to see American War Heroes, who fought for their country, ending up living in such poverty and loneliness back home in their home land. 
I still remember their names, Jimmy and Carl Patterson. 
They were still young fellows back then, both with blonde hair and deep blue eyes glowing like gorgeous sapphires. 

I remember Jimmy swimming on the Hudson River waters, and Carl fishing by the Hudson River Bay.

I send my thoughts and prayers in Christ for them. God may bless them, and be with them in this Season, and always! I hope and pray that they are still alive today. I still pray to God to find these fellows wherever they might be, and get somebody to help them. They deserve to live a normal life, just like everybody else. They indeed, cheered me up at that time about 16 years ago or so. I was very sad, lonely and crying so badly in despair. But, they both wiped my tears away with their words of encouragement and moral support.

They called me "Blondie."  They never knew my real name...

Well, at this point in time, there are no more lonely nights. I've found out there is a Jazz & Blues Band playing music once a week during the Summer Season at the Yonkers Pier by the Hudson River in New York. 

It's funny how things changed through time...

THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR READING!!

Note: I only Write My Posts in My Blogs whenever I've Got something Meaningful to Say.

UNTIL WE WRITE AGAIN.

STARRY DAWN.

"I Am a Dreamer. I Volunteer My Work."

"I Am a Dreamer. I Volunteer My Work."

REFRAIN:
It is not always easy
To smile, or to cry,
Or to soar like an eagle
Up above in the sky.

It is not easy to always be well,
Nor fly higher, or feel like a bird.
God's promise will remain the same.
Just know it won't be easy to change the world.

Anyway, we should start at one given point in time.
We are Conservationist of Our Natural Environment Protection.
We are also Christians. 
We won't support cruel practices in any form.
We are Animal Lovers and Advocates for Animal's Rights.
We Volunteer Our Work.
Author: Poet Starry Dawn. (Written by 10/2013) 

Today's Thought.
Too many things look just impossible to do, or to happen. Sometimes, I wonder how I'll manage to make it through this trial, plight, or how I'll survive, or where the problem is leading to.
Then, God gives me a good blow, the breath of fresh air, so I know He is next to me, in order to help me make it through this day... Thanks God, I am alive! I am a survivor.
You should learn -like I did- to admit when you are wrong, and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentments must be understood and redirected, or they will suffocate the life out of you, and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You should learn to be thankful, take comfort in many simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: family and friends, food on the table, a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower, a car, a computer, telephones, a roof over your head, warm clothing, health supplies, medical benefits, and so on...
Then, you'll begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself. You make yourself a promise to never betray yourself, neither to ever settle for less than what your heart desires. Look at the winner inside your heart. You make a point to keep smiling, keep trusting, and stay open to every wonderful possibility, a new open door. Open the window, so that you can listen to the wind. Be thankful for all you have. Many people in the world don't have anything, and remain in extreme poverty. Finally, with courage in your heart, you'll take a stand, take a deep breath. You'll begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can. Do not ever let the devil, the greatest thief and slayer of hope, undermine your inner strength! Remain strong, believe in God's true promises, and unload your heavy load of burdens in your mind. Then, you'll begin to feel much lighter as you walk the path of lifetime, where we are all temporary passengers.  
"And this will be your awaking..."
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Thank you, dear readers, for following my posts and 
expressing your wonderful thoughts about my writings! 
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This site will take a long writing break. My hubby, Chief Physician Surgeon, will retire in a couple of months from his over 50 years of medical practice at the Emergency Room of a Public Hospital abroad. He has got nice plans ahead for both of us. 
Then, we'll begin to travel a lot more.
So, I should pack my suitcases, get ready to visit my dear New York family, and go into another journey of a lifetime.  Please, wish us good luck, dear Online friends. 
So long for now...
Until we write again.
Poet Starry Dawn.

"The Comfort Zone."

"The Comfort Zone."

Life is the way you perceive it to be. If you constantly focus on all the things that could go wrong, things will indeed go wrong. Turn your focus to the positive possibilities, and those possibilities begin to become real.
From your perspective, what happens is what you make of it, and you can make of it anything you choose.
You are never at the mercy of random events unless you allow yourself to be. No matter what may come your way, you can decide what it means to you, and how you will integrate it into your life.
The life you live is the life you choose to see and to experience. Choose, in every moment, to fill your life with joy, a meaningful purpose and fulfillment.
Is it realistic to be positive when your life is filled with difficult problems? Yes, it certainly is. Being positive does not mean ignoring or avoiding the problems. Being positive means seeing those difficulties for what they are, and then doing whatever is necessary to move beyond them. That takes effort and commitment, and it's not easy. Yet it is the best choice by far.
Look straight at those problems, and know that there is a way through them. See the magnitude of the challenge and know that it can be done. With positive energy and commitment, you can improve that reality.
There is no need to lose your positive focus in order to be realistic. Stay positive and realistic at the same time, and you'll truly be changing the world for the better.
There is also a connection with the healing power of nature. We -humans- have the ability to develop and generate energy in the shape of thoughts. There is a transfer of healing energy that allows the healing power of touch in the Universe, to flow positive energy through us. One amazing example is how it can work miracles THE POWER OF PRAYERS.
When God leads you to the edge of the cliff, trust Him and let it go. Only one of two things will happen, either He'll catch you when you fall, or He will teach you how to fly... 
There is an old saying: "If harsh situations do not kill you, they will make you stronger."

However, do not ask God to lead your way, if you are not willing to move your footsteps. 
God is going to shift things around for you this day, and let things work in your favour. One little corner, one little inch that you can improve each day, go ahead, and make that difference.
Start right now, by improving one little corner, and you are on your way to change the world, to transform your own world for the better...
Let go the need to place judgment on how things are. Choose instead, to feel immensely and sincerely thankful for all that is, whatever it may be. Let your thoughts and actions be aligned to everlasting moral values, a source of inspiration, positive focus and positive thoughts. See the troubles, frustrations and disappointments as the opportunities they are to give you Lessons of Life. Know that you are fully capable of finding the goodness and true lasting value in every situation. Feel the limitless power of your own awareness, and the priceless miracle of your own living being. Be at peace with it, let your dreams fly, and life's goodness flow like a stream!

 Throughout STUDIES in the PARENTING FIELD, it has been found to learn how to allow or permit your children to "GROW UP." 
There are many moms that just do about everything for their children. Is it a way to spoil them?
One of my favorite illustrations with regards to allowing our children to grow up is a study I did of eagles. When the baby eagles get to a certain age, the parent eagles know that it is time to give their little ones a nudge straight down. You see, the eagle's nest is usually lodged in an extremely high area, and when it comes time for Eagle Jr. to leave the nest, the mother eagle pushes her baby out of the nest. It is a natural instinct to do so. The eagle's predatory hunting skills rely almost solely on their flying power. If they could not fly, they could not eat, and they would die.
So, mother eagle shoves them one by one out of the nest, and daddy eagle follows them as they fall. They do not just take off flying, so daddy eagle gently flies beneath them and lifts them a bit higher, then letting them go again. The process repeats several times until the baby eagle can fly on his/her own.
As humans, we do not have that natural instinct to push our children out of the nest, and let them fall. Often, we can lift them up and help them to soar like an eagle. So, we tend to help and protect them, never letting them realize their full potential. In effect, we retard their natural given potential for growth by our Parenting Nature.

Every day God tries to nudge us from the nest, OUR COMFORT ZONE, and teach us to fly. Every day we hold on for dear life to what we know is "safe" and what we know as "the way we think it should be." It is our opinion, and it is not entirely our fault, since we have been spiritually parented in the same way that we were naturally parented, believing that we are to "Let God Do For Us." God is all we need, for He is our provider, comforter, hope. But, what are we to Him? What does He need from us? I wonder...
I am sure God never intended for us to be a collection of babies sitting somewhere on the shelf waiting to be auctioned off at the highest bid. He does not want a group of people who "look pretty" in the outside, but have never been tried or touched by the infirmities of the world around us. God is looking for people who when nudged will say, "Here I am Lord, Send me to fulfill Your plan for me in this world." It'll save your submission to the belief that Jesus is the Son of God, who died on the Cross for our sins, and was buried, and rose again. He will set you free!
Let us all, the Children of God, gather and listen to our Father, God, our dear Lord and Saviour!
We are all safe and beloved under His loving arms after all.
Have a blessed time, dear readers!
UNTIL WE WRITE AGAIN.
POET STARRY DAWN.
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"MY PHOTO POEM" by STARRY.

"MY PHOTO POEM" by STARRY.

Today is my birthday. I do not know how and why I have lived and reached this far in time.
I guess God must have a plan for my life to use me as His instrument 
in His Almighty Army of God.
Telling you the truth, I have felt like my words and photo describe
in my poem, for I have been hurt so badly like a real burden, 
and for so long...
Yet, I am thrilling to admit that from this moment on, I allow myself to change my ABC mind.
Last night, God spoke to me in my dreams...
He said: "Oh, my child! I have seen your suffering through your heart. 

It hurts me that you are hurt.
But, if all you have left is God in this fleeting world, 
in fact, God is all you need."
Then, I shall decide to change into "THE NEW ME."

Until we write again.

Poet Starry Dawn.