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F*ck the Trolls
The first ever short story I wrote was shortlisted for a prize. I didn't even know what "shortlisted" meant! I had been writing my fashion and lifestyle blog for years, which had attracted the attention of some online and print publications, so I knew I could write, but my career was built around critical pieces about copycat designers and the colorism of the Carnival industry in Caribbean. The closest I had ever gotten to a short story before this, was a notebook my best friend and I wrote in when we were in high school. We each alternated writing chapter by chapter, a story of this girl who falls in love with a boy-band popstar at summer camp. Our classmates lined up to rent the book for half hour intervals during the lunch break. It was an unrealistic racy story of these young teenagers sneaking off to get frisky every second-- puberty porn if you must. Some twenty years later, a client of mine sent me details for a short story competition, saying she thought I would be great for it. I had never even read a short story at that point, but there was small prize money, and it was for Caribbean-Americans (my niche) so I thought it might be good out-of-the-box writing practice. I never expected to get as far as a long list, far less a short list! And when I read my story at the award ceremony, people rolled with laughter at my quirky characters; two young kids trying to steal a pack of nuts from their mom's workplace. The next year I entered the competition again, and I won first place!
By Stephanie Ramlogan5 years ago in Motivation
My first place.
A need for independence After breaking up with my last boyfriend I had this need to do something. I was not sure if it was something big or just something that was for me alone since I put so much effort into him. I finally realized I could move out on my own. This was a little daunting since I knew I would need to live alone but exhilarating at the same time. I would, for the first time in my life, be living alone. Being in my late twenties, about to enter my thirties, it felt like this was just the perfect time. Without thinking too much about it, I found my current place and moved out within in a month. It felt amazing to be on my own finally, but I did not realize how much work it would be or the feeling of loneliness that would come with it.
By Lisa Jacovsky 5 years ago in Motivation
Law Of Attraction Success Story From a Family Member
"My PC had an infection and I didn't have a clue what to do – I was unable to try and run hostile to infection programming. So I loose and requested direction… It was intriguing that in spite of the fact that I'm mindful of the Law of Fascination lessons that when it came to something which I utilize such a lot of not working, I didn't feel extremely cheerful about a fast arrangement. I began attempting to sort out some way to fix it and found on the web posts of others who had a comparative issue and everything looked exceptionally convoluted to determine. I chose to turn the PC off and to disappear and reflect. Subsequent to ruminating I contemplated how this event caused me to feel and I understood it was an inclination of being enduring an onslaught. I pondered what the contrary feeling was and thought of feeling adored and took care of. I started to do a Zeroing in Cycle on the sensation of being cherished and cared for. In the wake of finishing this I got back to my PC and was guided to do a pursuit on the most proficient method to determine the issue. I found a YouTube cut with clear guidelines and I followed them and my PC was wonderful once more. I love the way anything can be changed when our contemplations and sentiments change."
By Self help development5 years ago in Motivation
Little Black Book
Chapter 1 Scrolling through Facebook, I see a writing contest ad. A $20,000 prize stands out in large digits, catching my eye. I scroll past, and then a few moments later begin to wonder if it's worth checking out. I go back and click on the link. The rules look simple enough. So, where's the catch? I start reading through the rules, looking for the catch.
By Rosemary Feld5 years ago in Motivation
A Penny for your Future
I came from a poor family, one that had many children alongside me, always struggling to get by day in and day out. We do however have quite a few rich relatives, ones who lived life in a comparatively luxurious way, in our eyes at least.
By ReinStriver5 years ago in Motivation
Nonprofit Gives Away Over 100,000 Free Face Masks and Over 120,000 pounds of Food Across the Southeast United States
Lane Harper is a critically acclaimed actor in an off-Broadway stage play, and the movie “Justice on Trial: The Movie,” where he portrays civil rights activist, Medgar Evers. Although he loves being an actor, his first love and main passion is giving back.
By Power of Life Foundation5 years ago in Motivation
Be MORE
When I was 6 I had dreams to be a doctor. I would gather stuffed animals on my bed and give them checkups. At 13 I was utterly obsessed with medical terminology; it was a new language to me. At 17 I was enrolled in advanced medical courses that would further fuel my love of the medical field. When life happened at 20, I stepped away from my dreams and tried to fit a mold I would never properly fit within. At 24 I stood on the steps of a community college (a far cry from my dreams of pre-med) and I started again with a child on my hip. At 25 I was derailed with the birth of my second child and was angry with myself for my inability to do it all on my own. At 26 I put my head down and refused to look up until it was done, medical terminology became my worst enemy as it sucked my nights away and medical jargon filled my every passing moment. At 27 I am a first-generation student with a degree and two children. I learned more about myself in the last 3 years than I had known my entire life.
By Elizabeth Kerr5 years ago in Motivation
Uncanny Fortune
Money makes the world go round. It's the greedy truth we all know and the lower class hates it. You can try as hard as you can, but it takes years just to climb up from one class to the other. I'm one of the many in the lower class that tries. I'm 24 years old, living in Baltimore, trying harder and harder every year to have enough to get out of the lower class but living is way too expensive in this world. I haven't gone to college, I have no certifications, just a high school diploma. I'm working a dead end job, making only $600 bi-weekly. And things aren't getting any easier from there, only getting worse. I'm trying to pay off medical bills and credit card bills all while having to pay $900 at the end of each month for my apartment's lease. But I have a roommate so paying the lease isn't too bad.
By Devin 5 years ago in Motivation
When You Wish Upon A Little Black Book
It was a typical summer night in the small town of Clinton, North Carolina. Sharon Marshall had just finished her shift at Sampson Regional Medical Center. She had been employed there for five years as a housekeeper. She was exhausted from pushing the cleaning cart up and down the long corridors of the hospital, cleaning empty rooms, making up beds, cleaning toilets, and sending soiled sheets to the laundry room. She longed to quit this job. As much as she worked, and even though the pay was good, she knew that one day she wanted to obtain something better like winning the lottery. If she was to win the Mega Millions or the Powerball, she knew that she was going to say goodbye to Sampson Regional. She whispered under her breath just how tired she was as she plumped down into the front seat of her beat down 2002 Jeep Liberty. She had bought it from a neighbor as is and the phrase “as is” meant that she could not drive anywhere outside of Sampson County, she had to press on the gas slowly without causing the jeep to jerk profusely by pressing it too quickly, and she could not go over the speed of 60. She looked at the gas gauge and saw that it close to empty. She did not have the money to put more gas in and she knew that she needed gas for the rest of the week. She shook her head as she cranked her jeep and pulled out of the parking lot. Finding herself stressing over the possibilities of not having the money for gas, she drove home in silence.
By Sholanda Marible5 years ago in Motivation
Personal Exodus
Ever since I was a small child, I always had a feeling I was destined for something more grand than what I was frequently exposed to on a daily basis. I was born in a very small town in the northeast of North Carolina, residing on the border of Virginia. A rural area is too humble a category to place the town of Roanoke Rapids in but deeming it a city is too generous.
By Shane Taylor5 years ago in Motivation
I'm a champion
About 5 months ago I was flown from Los Angeles to Miami to participate in a reality show for athletes. I was put in a hotel room for 14 days without being able to see anyone due to COVID-19. Meditation, painting, sculpting were some forms of entertainment I practiced, aside from working out and adopting a Champion's mind; I mind I wasn't looking for nor expecting to achieve. After 14 days of absolute isolation, I received a call from the network telling I had been cast. I was officially part of a brand-new TV show for athletes, the Ninja Warrior meets The Challenge kind of show.
By Andres Mejia Vallejo5 years ago in Motivation
