An ADHD brain thrives on interesting tasks. So it’s not surprising that most adults with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder have a hard time getting chores done. Chores such as cleaning, washing dishes, and doing laundry are tedious and boring.
According to Terry Matlen, MSW, ACSW, a psychotherapist and ADHD coach, “Broadly speaking, chores are typically left undone, poorly done or often put on the back burner unless there’s a sense of urgency.” That sense of urgency might be guests coming over or not having any clean clothes.
When adults with ADHD do start on their chores, they can run into various obstacles. For instance, they might get derailed because of distractibility, Matlen said.
Let’s say you need to clean the kitchen, she said. You pick up the mail that’s on the counter and take it to your home office. Once in the office, you notice a toy that needs to be put away. So you head to your child’s room and then decide to run to the basement for something. At this point the kitchen is long forgotten, she said.
Being overwhelmed is another obstacle: “Having a plan, making decisions, moving from step A to step B and hopefully, to step C often is so overwhelming, it makes it nearly impossible to start or complete a chore.”
That’s because people with ADHD have impairments in executive functioning, which makes it harder to plan, prioritize, perform and complete.
But you can get chores done. First, make sure you’re receiving optimal treatment for your ADHD. For many people that includes taking medication and working with a therapist or an ADHD coach who helps you accomplish your goals.
The second part is applying strategies that work for you. Below, Matlen shared excellent ideas on how to get chores done.
1. Find ways to bust boredom.
Since boredom is a big deterrent, find ways to make tasks more interesting. Get creative. For instance, make completing chores into a game. “Set a timer and see if you can ‘beat the clock.’” When you do, give yourself a small reward.
Throw clothes into your washer and dryer like you’re playing basketball. Dance. Sing.
“Take a quick before and after photo with your smartphone to feel instant gratification, and to take a more novel approach.”
Listen to an audiobook. Brainstorm solutions to problems, or compose a poem or song.
Focus on the outcome: “clean floors, clean clothes, bills paid…and focus on how good that will feel.”
2. Have a routine.
“The ‘out of sight, out of mind’ scenario is a real problem,” said Matlen, also author of Survival Tips for Women with AD/HD. “If you don’t see an empty sock drawer, you will most likely forget you’re out of socks for tomorrow.”
BESTSELLING AUTHOR FLANAGAN GIVES WRITING ADVICE TO CLASS OF MORE THAN 2000
2000 EAGER WRITERS AND READERS TAKE NOTES FROM HITMAKER TIM FLANAGAN
(London, UK) Bestselling author Tim Flanagan donned his teacher’s hat during April to educate writers and readers about the art of the written word. Tim Flanagan, best known for his bestselling “Moon Stealers” series released a free book filled with writing tips and tricks.
Over 2000 units moved during the book’s 5-day free run on KDP Amazon prompting Tim to consider writing a second writers guide– scheduled for release in May.
Flanagan, a veteran writer, has been inundated with questions following his successful run at the top of the Amazon charts with “From Feet to Fiction.”
The title of his writing guide points to Tim’s other career as one of the most sought after podiatrists in the United Kingdom. Even though he enjoys his work in medicine, his true love is writing. His first books were constant sellers, but he is best known for his science-fiction series “The Moon Stealers“– currently available on Amazon.
Flanagan is currently working on his second writing guide.
Verse 9: Paul prayed that the love of the Philippians would abound. But how does love exceed above the measure it is at present? How do we get love in abundance? How does love always grow in us, more and more, and to greater degree after greater degree?
First of all, this verse shows that the way we love doesn’t save us. For if we are growing in love, then God accepted us in the past, when we were less loving. God accepts us in the present even though in the future we will be more loving. If the way we love saves us, then God has a varying salvation that is not fixed and sure. It is far easier to believe that our love is the result of our saving faith and that we grow at our own speed. In this verse, our love is directly connected with our minds. What we believe will cause our love to grow. Just look at the words that Paul wrote. “I pray your love may abound yet more and more in knowledge and in all judgment.”
See? Love grows in knowledge and judgment. When we have the precise and correct knowledge about Jesus through the simple gospel, the automatic result of such knowledge will cause our love to grow. Our love grows more and more through knowledge. It’s only through the simple gospel of divine knowledge that our love grows. The gospel didn’t come from us, and neither did our ever-growing love. We just believe and God does the rest. And never judge someone for having less love than you think he ought. You do not know at what stage of growth he is. God knows and will cause him to stand if he believes the cross.
7 Tips for Getting Chores Done for Adults with ADHD
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Finding my way back out of motherhood — while mothering
I am a Woman out of the Lost & Found.
Gosh, it’s been fast. The little girl feeling from first grade is a clear memory. How many monthly calendar pages do you tear off in 40 years? 480. Beyond the 1/10 of these sheets that marked my prologue in Korea, my life divides roughly into thirds. The first chapter written in NYC, the second in PA that suburbanized the college girl, the third in CA that ruralized the wife and mom. (At least in contrast to the zip and dash of life in the Big Apple. Cows across the street here.)
Motherhood consumed me in its centripetal force. Okay, I let it – in my determination to be the best darned mom I knew how (any resolution cemented with best darned sure to unglue). What was it about turning 40? Did I sense it was the crest of my climb, that it was only a descent hereon? Or could I borrow a lesson from Moses? He had it made until the mistake that cost him his crown to Egypt at 40. Surely he’d done himself in. The next forty years on the run, he became a family man tending sheep. Little did he know God had all the time in the world and he was on training ground where he was humbled and readied to shepherd a nation out of slavery – in the four decades ahead. No coincidence that a human baby is full term through 40 weeks.
When I hit the age that embodies spiritual gestation, something happened. I remembered I was more than a mother. Motherhood is no less my solemn charge today than it has been the last six years. But the woman God had created to reflect Him in her way even before she birthed her child had gone missing. I remembered that writing is how I really breathe.
Stones collected along the shore of my wayfaring, some posts are light and colorful, others not. Relationships, identity, learning, time, faith, fun, the physical, the invisible. I see God’s handprints everywhere. Whatever catches my eye in the journey, I hold up to you. I offer no secrets to growing a money tree, am not artistic enough to captivate you with unusual aesthetics. You’ll see the photos and some videos, and information I intend to be useful – but a good many stories and what I hope you consider insight. The best I’ve got for you are words. As a wordsmith, I’ve been sculpting the pictures from the road. It has been interesting to find single guys digging my writing as much as the moms. So I speak of it all – not just the parenting or homeschooling or my faith or marriage. But also of the things we share by virtue of our humanity. Hence a holistic journey.
We go around self-absorbed.
He wasn’t very responsive over lunch. What’s gotten into him?
I’ve been so sick. I expected her to show more concern. How insensitive.
She’s kept away from my family and made me feel judged. How rude.
I won’t say what I really feel because he would think less highly of me.
We need to get over our self.
Our life is all about us, but their lives are not. Remember, as soon as we step outside and start interfacing with others, we have a pair of people with each person talking about the same thing from his own perspective, experiences, biases. I recently talked about this autobiographical listening we do, but wanted to look at this dynamic as it plays out when we feel slighted or offended.
He just mumbled during lunch? Maybe he had a headache. Or a fight with his wife. Shirley recently shared: Neither am I so quick now to “perceive” an injustice and attribute intention to another. I don’t really know what is going on in their head…perhaps it’s just my perception and they never intended it the way I took it. More than one blogger who has emailed me has wondered why I didn’t get back to them right away. If they knew what I juggle, and the challenges I don’t write about (Wayfarer’s voice climbing)! I assure you I do more than my best to get back to readers on email and your site. And I suggest you don’t follow me through the filter of expectations based on the number of likes you leave me. I attribute part of my growth to the loyalty I show my awesome readers, but on weeks like these I just can’t keep up. I’m sorry some of you will fall through the cracks. If you think I’m talking right at you, well, how’s that for self-consciousness? My head’s too full to be seeing names at the moment. One other thing. If you haven’t noticed, I boast extraordinarily intelligent bloggers in my readership. Yours isn’t the only blog I want to revisit.
Wish I tolerated alcohol.
I’ll be nice again, next post.
At Kumar Impex, we believe business brings people together and we continuously strive to strengthen that belief, therefore, promoting mutual benefits.
In 1991, the Indian Economy was going through a phase of major reformations in the fields of liberalisation and globalisation. It was at that time when, our founder, Mr. Ashok Garg recognized the potential of Indian companies in exporting a vast range of finished products and industrial raw materials to the regions of Africa and Middle East. The export potential in several countries of these regions was tremendous as many were not involved in mass production of finished goods at the time. Rather, these countries were mostly dependent on the regions of North America and Europe to meet their own demands. However, importing from these regions was quite expensive. Owing to the easy availability of raw materials, abundant workforce, relatively competitive power tariffs, indigenous manufacturing processes and economies of scale in India, it was felt that the huge gap in the demand and supply of finished goods and industrial raw materials could be met by providing them with less expensive yet quality products. It was with this vision that Kumar Impex was established in 1991. Thus, we have been exporting Paper and Paper Products in more than 20 countries in the regions of Africa and Middle East over the past 22 years.
Bally Chohan: Yoga Therapy For eyes
Bally Chohan Yoga believes that the practice of yoga and Yoga Asana is beneficial for the physical and mental health of all practitioners – children, teens, adults and seniors. Increased awareness of the sport of Yoga Asana will encourage existing practitioners to sharpen their skills through training, dedication, and devotion to the sport, and will inspire new practitioners to begin a practice which leads to a healthier and happier life.
The Bally Chohan Yoga Association has taught Yoga consistently and reliably for over many years, and has gained a reputation as one of the most respected Yoga schools in UK. The special program for seniors or the physically challenged has earned wide respect for its safety, ease of instruction, adaptability, and effectiveness in helping older adults maintain or regain independence in their later years.
There are many ways to improve your weak eye sights one of them is Yoga. Researchers have proven that Yoga has capacity to improve your weak eyesight. To treat eyesight defects. You can go through the route of Yoga. It is proven beneficial in the cases where all other measures fail. The main key to improve weak eyesight is to keep self relaxed without any mental strain and there are certain Yoga exercises also for that. Here are some simple Yoga tips for that:
1. You should sit upright keeping your eyes open first.
2. Look at a point straight to your nose in front of you and then look at a point on the floor, but do not move your head. Without moving your head, roll your eyes upwards and downwards at least four times. Blink your eyes rapidly after the completion of this exercise.
3. Now roll your eyes sideways, i.e., left and right. Blink your eyes rapidly after this too.
4. Now roll your eyes diagonally upwards and downwards. Blink your eyes rapidly again.
5. Then close your eyes for some time.
6. After one week of this exercise, roll your eyes in a circular way like, top, right, down, left, etc.
Do this for one month and see the results. This will help improve your eyesight. It will help you to very much.
e While Watching TV
While seated, take a dumbbell in each hand or a heavy book in each hand if you don’t have weights. Flex your arms at the elbows and pull in an upward arc toward your shoulders, with the palms of your hands facing the ceiling and your elbows close to your waist. Pause for a moment to contract your biceps at the peak of the exercise. Lower and repeat the movement for 10 or more reps.
These little gadgets are great for strengthening your forearms and wrists, and I use them all the time for that reason. What’s more, grip strength is a good overall indicator of how fit you are. In fact, clinicians have used grip strength to measure levels of fitness and performance in older adults. You simply grasp the handles in one hand and squeeze them together as closely as you can. Keep squeezing until you can’t do another, then switch hands and repeat the exercise.
Sit with good posture. Bend your elbows and hold them close to the sides of your body. Slowly rotate your trunk to the right as far as you comfortably can, being sure to keep your torso stable. Rotate back to the center and repeat the move to the left. Do this 10 times, with two twists counting as one repetition.
Sit with good posture toward the edge of the couch or chair. Hold on to the sides and extend your legs straight out. Lean back slightly so that your abs feels contracted and engaged. Bend your knees, bringing them in toward your chest. Repeat this move 10 or more times.
Im just a damsel, coincidentally destined with distress. And I think I’ll start writing.
I don’t speak not because I’m afraid but because in my mind is a chaos of thoughts..never to be fathomed into one decent idea. I hate to watch people believe in impossibilities but when I talk and tell them that life IS full of possibilities, I don’t want the fingers to be pointed at me when the man jumps off the bridge believing he could fly. I refuse to share a piece of my complexity for it may be too dull that no one would ever stay and hear me out.
I am not deaf to society’s pleads for help and peace. It’s just that I don’t want to start agreeing with everything that it just comes down to me believing in nothing at all. I know that people suffer from poverty. I know that world hunger is a huge problem. I know that global warming is buzzing everyone around. I am aware, but I don’t want to speak.
I don’t want to join a bandwagon of people sharing and liking photos on Facebook praying and hoping that each like and share can suddenly modify its cyber molecules and turn into food that can feed the poor or shelter that can save the homeless or medicine that could save the dying.
I dont want to be a mindless zombie trying to follow the trends of society..simply looking out for where the meat and brains are.
Instead, I want to take action. Because people often judge words before they see the kind of action these words may come to. I want to help. And maybe I can. And I don’t have to speak. I’ll let my hands dive into society’s vast ocean of malfunctioning brains and plant seeds upon them.
I’ll stop laying around the couch and maybe run a marathon to save cancer kids. I’ll turn off my lights for the Earth hour stuff. Maybe even donate my old stuff to charities. I could maybe study more so that one day I won’t be one of those Filipinos that go abroad thinking they’re modern day heroes by bringing dollars back to the country..maybe I’ll stay and share in the burden of my country. Dear reader, I know it sounds cliche..something one would write to win an essay contest. And for a 16-year old its far too impossible. But who says it can’t come true?
Dear reader, I want to be a someone someday. I think I’ll start by believing and taking a step forward. Are you with me?
..and he stole me.
Why is it that life teaches us to run so fast before it can ever slow down. So that on the days when we finally get the hang of it, life ruins us. We trample. We crash. We burn.
I am not your Cinderella. I don’t fit the shoe. But you loved me anyway. Because like Sleeping Beauty, I was a maiden stuck in my dreams, never to be touched by reality, and never to be messed with by nightmares of horrible creatures. But you showed me the beauty of the world. You let me take a bite of the apple..like Snow White did. You watched me sink my teeth into the vast impossibilities of the universe before you told me it all contained poison. YOU LIAR.
And when I realized my stupidities, you watched me wrap myself in fear and lock myself up in the tower. Then you called upon me. “Oh fair damsel of the wretched tower, let down your hair for I shall show you the stars tonight.”
For all we thought it was a night of valor… I let you in… but you left right after I fell. YOU CHEATER.
And so now outside my castle is a dragon for one to be brave enough to defeat. But more importantly, it protects me from all the unworthy knights of your kind. Please dear one, I am fragile and I can only take so little cracks before my mind tells me to grab the blade.
All love ever did was break and burn and end.
So dear love who claims he can love me more, will you slay the dragon, will you save me- a damsel in distress?
[OK, someone in a review said that ‘everyone knows’ that cars take corners faster than motorcycles. Well, since I rode in the 70’s, I didn’t know it because stock car suspensions and tire sucked. However, being determined I looked up the lap times at Nurbergring up until motorcycle racing was stopped. NO STREET CAR BEAT THE BEST MOTORCYCLE TIME UNTIL BIKE RACING WAS DISCONTINUED.)
20,600 m (67,600 ft) 7:49 Chevrolet Corvette C6 Z06 Horst von Saurma 22 June 2007 Sport Auto
7:46.36 Jaguar XJ220 John Nielsen 1992 Evo (07/2000) APPARENTLY DISPUTED.
|20,832 m||7:49.71||Honda RC30||Helmut Dähne||23 May 1993||As motorcycle contests were discontinued after 1994, this remains the fastest officially timed motorcycle lap ever on the 20,832 m variant (159.7 km/h). Done in a single lap time trial run during Zuverlässigkeitsfahrt series on road legal VFR750R RC30 and Metzeler ME Z1 tires.|
kinda looks to me as if — even giving street cars 6 more years, the Motocycle blew them away. }
When the Fastbike crew did some tire testing at Continental’s “Contidrome” test track, along came a car magazine with an Audi TT RS plus. They wanted: a race. They got: slaughtered. Is the old truth about cornering speeds changing?
In April, we were all working on various articles for “Fastbike”, the magazine that covers our favorite pastime, going fast on motorcycles. I was interviewing the next generation of racing drivers (and their proud parents) in Spain (Cartagena). Ralf (owner of Fastbike) and Dirk (our tame racing driver) were at the Contidrome testing sports tires for the Ducati 1199 Panigale. They weren’t alone there: A Bugatti Veyron was doing its laps and the major German car magazine “Auto Bild” was driving around in an Audi TT RS plus. They had just received word that Audi had bought Ducati, which motivated them to dust off the very old idea: “What is faster, the RS plus or the Panigale?” It should have been close. Conti’s handling course is not super grippy and consists almost entirely of bends, so it favors the car, but the Ducati is so far ahead of the nose-heavy Audi in terms of track potential that she would make up for a lot of winding roads.
Then, a strange thing happened. The car couldn’t shake the bike in the corners. On some camera angles, it even looked as if the bike was going faster while the Audi shuffled wide. The only time the Audi could make good a few meters was under braking, and these few meters were immediately lost at the exit of the corner. Long story short: The Audi got slaughtered. It lost ten seconds a lap on a track where it should have won. The disheveled car journo in the video tells the same sad story: In the corners, the bike was as fast as, or faster than the Audi. I have never seen something like that.
Of course, TTs are more hairdresser’s cars than they are sports cars; they’re a bit rubbish at cornering because of their crap weight distribution, but they aren’t THAT rubbish. And despite the fact that Mr. Car Journo might have taken some crappy lines and Dirk is a (rather excellent) racing driver, everyone expected the car to at least corner faster than the bike.
Let’s take Audi’s (and Auto Bild’s) cornering qualities out of the equation: The Veyron was doing high speed test runs on the same track for tire testing, a professional test driver at the wheel. Ralf took the Bugatti’s time: still slower than the Duc.
The Strongest Brand In Publishing Is …
David Vinjamuri Contributor
When comparing authors, publishers tend to focus on book sales. But sales figures tell only part of the story. Expensive advertising and a strong push for distribution and display at bookstores might yield strong initial sales but create lots of returns and low profitability. An early and fortuitous movie deal might overexpose a book that doesn’t meet the promise of the movie.
A thousand other externalities make sales data inadequate to measure the strength of an author’s franchise. To understand which authors are worth investing in, publishers need a better measure of an author’s value.
Brand, Not Platform
The metric often used to evaluate new or developing authors is platform – roughly defined as the social reach of the author though Facebook fans, Twitter followers, blog views and speaking engagements. But according to Peter Hildick-Smith of the Codex Group, which polls thousands of readers to determine their preferences and purchase behavior, platform is a misleading metric.
We’ve seen celebrities with extremely high name recognition and very large platforms fail miserably in book sales. Being famous or having millions of Twitter followers alone is not enough to build a strong franchise as an author.
Hildick-Smith points out that only about half of adults read books and just a fifth are regular book buyers. So a celebrity with a large and dedicated following will not automatically become a bestselling author.
The Rest is at The Strongest Brand In Publishing Is ….
A Marked Improvement Social commentary, I suppose.
I’m Mark, a nineteen year old middle class individual who enjoys writing and hails from that funny little island that ruled most of the world once (Britain). I’m sure you knew to which collection of nations I was referring there, but sadly I feel that everything must be explained on the internet, I’ve read youtube comments.
Much like everyone else, there are various things I enjoy: Football, Cricket, Squash (the sport, not the drink), photography, writing, watching TV, listening to music, and using the Oxford comma.
I also have an appearance, again, much like the majority of humans. I won’t go into that though, I don’t want to entirely bore you. Anyway, That’s enough info about me, enjoy the blog!
People tend to have themes for their blogs in order to help gain a base of readers who have similar interests. They may base them on what they know a lot about, a blog will not often stray far from what that person would choose as their specialist subject on Mastermind. One of my friends writes largely about Halo or Doctor Who, having written reviews, case studies, and analyses of both. He can do this well because he knows both subjects pretty much inside out. If I were to follow a similar tack, you’d be reading an in depth study of the different themes and characters of Scrubs. Likely to have less of a pull I wager.
Another reason for a theme in a blog is to direct the posts. If you have a theme, you know what you’re writing about. If this was a blog full of reviews of television shows, then I’d watch a new programme, and then proceed to pick holes in the plot, or the casting, or the direction, costume and lighting before ending the post by abhorring the show and pleading with my readers not to watch it, unless of course it is so bad it’s actually quite entertaining. That’s how most objective reviews of things seem to go, people love being critical, and it gives others something to moan about, everybody wins. Maybe if I had a political blog I’d scour The Times to find the latest parliamentary debate and then articulate everything that’s wrong with our government, topping my article with a thick layer of doom and just a sprinkling of gloom. Unless of course it was the Jam Debate that had been hotly contested in recent days, then I could just copy John Finnemore’s satirical overview of it from The Now Show, changing it slightly and aiming it at a different demographic in the hope I’d be able to revel in the praise truly due to Mr. Finnemore. In that case maybe I’d add a little political cartoon, to separate my blog from the hoi polloi of political-ish blogs. What is a political blog without a shred of whimsy?
Rather than meticulously planning my blog theme, or even stumbling upon a theme as I wrote, I’ve ended up with a stuttering, confused blog that spans Instagram, through history, to politics and even a fanciful imagination of archaeology in the future. Even though when my friend and I were discussing this issue prior to starting blogs I had an idea that it would consist of ill-defined ‘rants’ about the social or political issues of the day, that lack of a concrete base has led to the coma my blog has descended into in recent weeks. Anyway, hopefully now it’s woken up for a while, probably should’ve used that time to conceive a theme. Oh well.
Music. There’s a lot to it. Some of it is incredible, some of it is terrible, the terrible stuff is incredible and the incredible stuff is terrible. Such is the paradox created by the opinions of people. The same piece of music can be reviled, worshipped, and ignored simultaneously. That all means that nothing I or anyone else can say about music is right or wrong, true or false. There’s probably some types of music you enjoy, there are some I enjoy, and our opinions are as valid as each other, as are those of anyone else. With that in mind, I’d like to take just a few minutes to compare 4 artists. The first comparison is one that’s been made before, much to many people’s horror; The Beatles vs One Direction. The second will be equally as appalling to many; Justin Bieber vs David Bowie.
Firstly, The Beatles and One Direction. The Beatles had millions of die-hard screaming fans, One Direction have millions of die-hard screaming fans. That’s an obvious similarity. The Beatles were pioneering, changing the face of music as we know it, One Direction are, erm, apparently very good looking. The Beatles formed in school before working hard off their own backs prior to being discovered, One Direction were put together by Simon Cowell after each was deemed not good enough to be a solo singer. One Direction sing (but don’t write) some very catchy songs. The Beatles wrote and played some catchy songs too, but clearly lacked One Direction’s creativity and ability to tell stories through music. Lady Madonna’s all well and good, but did she ever know she’s beautiful? McCartney told Jude he was “Made to go out and get her” but he left out some vital advice – how could he not tell him to live while he’s young?! A real blunder from Paul there.
Both bands have become massively popular across the Atlantic, and One Direction are probably close to being as big as The Beatles. In fact Harry Styles reckons they’ll be bigger than them, and subsequently, bigger than Jesus. That’s quite a claim, Harry, and you’re a moron for making it. You may think that’s a bit harsh to Harry, but no, that’s an unbelievably ridiculous thing to say. The Beatles transformed music. One Direction haven’t even dented it.
Justin Bieber’s quite the phenomenon. He’s got millions of fans, most of them 12 year old girls, but fans nonetheless. He’s a singer-songwriter who’s famous worldwide. David Bowie is also a world-renowned singer-songwriter. They’ve both had tremendous chart success, Bieber’s Baby was a huge hit, Bowie has hit the top of the charts a few times himself. But Life on Mars? Has nothing on Bieber’s work. Bieber’s songs are so evocative, so powerful, so inspiring! He sings about real things, not alien rock stars and spiders from Mars, what were you on about Bowie?
Maybe Bieber’s been listening to Bowie though, he’s definitely made some Changes and he’s even dabbled in drugs, a signature Bowie move. However, moving back to sincerity for a minute, Bowie is one of the real legends of music. His constant reinvention allowed him to stay at the top for years, and his latest release showed the power he continues to yield, leading him to be named as one of the 100 most powerful people in media. Bieber is a temperamental teen whose ego far exceeds his musical ability and who’s contributed less to music than Jimi Hendrix’s appendix. He’s led millions of preteens to believe that meaningless pop drivel is the pinnacle of music and his antics show that he’s not worthy of the adoration he receives. As far as a comparison between Bieber and Bowie goes, it’s like refusing to use a Macbook pro and instead showering praise and admiration on an Amstrad CPC 464. Sorry to bring my own personal bias into this, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave my views on Bieber and One direction even slightly ambiguous. If you do listen to Bieber and One Direction, fine, each to their own, but if you’ve not given the likes of Bowie, The Beatles and Hendrix a chance, I implore you to do so.
“I’m a success today because I had a friend who believed in
me and I didn’t have the heart to let him down.
By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA
Consultant, Strategist, and Writer
I am on the passenger side,
Daydreaming to the sky
The day’s bright and full of life.. then
In a mile, I caught your sight
My heart starts beating triple times
The thing that I don’t know why
And the bus stopped for a while
Not long you’re in the seat behind
The music starts playing love songs
I get notion to have conversation
I love your eyes put in my direction,
I find my heart set in motion
We talk and talk while the road seems stretched,
The time runs slow till I reached my place
All was fantasy, I never noticed,
You wake me up, all eyes on my face.
(I wrote this poem from an experience when I was in a bus and caught sight of another passenger who had me wonderstruck! Well, other than that, I also have a deeper meaning with this poem!)
On a personal note, I love the outdoors, comedy, bbq, reading and traveling. I worked in the beer industry in college so I love talking about good beer. I used to be a competitive runner so (like all runners) if you make the mistake of asking me, I’ll tell you about my entire career and PRs. I also spent my youth working in restaurants, so if you’ve done the same, we can swap stories.
Mihran Kalaydjian, A proven ability to articulate a company’s brand culture as well as key strategic initiatives and delivery of desired results. Outstanding leadership, communications and project management skills. A committed individual with strong organizational skills that believes leading by example is key to building a strong team to achieve high guest satisfaction results and cost control measures.
Mihran Kalaydjian provides visionary leadership and management oversight of the sales, marketing and revenue strategies for Classic Hotels and Resorts.
By Mihran Kalaydjian, CHA
Consultant, Strategist, and Writer
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho’ that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
‘Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be,
And hath been still, upon the lovely earth,
A chaos of deep passion, from his birth.
But should it be- that dream eternally
Continuing- as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood- should it thus be given,
‘Twere folly still to hope for higher Heaven.
For I have revell’d, when the sun was bright
I’ the summer sky, in dreams of living light
And loveliness,- have left my very heart
In climes of my imagining, apart
From mine own home, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought- what more could I have seen?
‘Twas once- and only once- and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass- some power
Or spell had bound me- ’twas the chilly wind
Came o’er me in the night, and left behind
Its image on my spirit- or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly- or the stars- howe’er it was
That dream was as that night-wind- let it pass.
I have been happy, tho’ in a dream.
I have been happy- and I love the theme:
Dreams! in their vivid coloring of life,
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality, which brings
To the delirious eye, more lovely things
Of Paradise and Love- and all our own!
Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.
Dimitris Melicertes was born in Athens in 1988. He studied Greek Philology and Linguistics at the National & Kapodistrian University of Athens before undertaking the MA in Writing at the University of Warwick. He now lives and writes in London, working on a historical novel for the PhD in Creative Writing and Practice-based Research at Royal Holloway, University of London, under the supervision of Benjamin Markovits.
His first translation was a short story by Santiago Roncagliolo, The Alongside Passenger, from Spanish into English and Greek. In 2012 he translated into Greek the Fantastic Diaries of Bathsheba Clarice de Trop, a series of children’s books by author Leila Rasheed, which are published in the UK by Usborne and in Greece by Metaihmio.
Dimitris is co-founder of the purpureus Writers, prose group at RHUL, that organizes workshops as well as literary events featuring visiting authors, of which three included Ali Smith, Ben Markovits and Anthony Horowitz.
In 2011, Dimitris’ short story The Underwear Thief from the anthology The Draft, was chosen, adapted and performed by Chris Lowe The Story Teller at the Warwick Words Festival. A video of Chris performing The Underwear Thief can be found here.
In 2013, Dimitris’ short story with the title Come Again was selected for the finalists of the Cowley Literary Award in the category of fiction.
– The Underwear Thief (short story), The Draft, Ball Bearing Press 2011.
– Το φανταστικό ημερολόγιο της Μπεατρίς: Πατάτες, χάμπουργκερ και λιμουζίνες1, Metaixmio 2012.
– Το φανταστικό ημερολόγιο της Μπεατρίς: Κάλτσες, σοκ και μυστικά2, Metaixmio 2012.
– Το φανταστικό ημερολόγιο της Μπεατρίς: Ντόνατς, όνειρα και βασίλισσες του δράματος3, Metaixmio 2012.
Tommy was eight when he met Emma. Emma was six. The year was 1987 and the place of their first meeting was the local playground of their neighbourhood in Surrey. Neither of them would remember the scene, but their parents overheard them exchanging love vows surprising and unexpected for children their age:
‘I love you-u-u,’ she sang from the merry-go-round.
‘I love you too-oo-oo,’ he sang back from the swings. ‘My heart will always be-e-e yours.’
But life doesn’t always bring things the way we’d want them. A month later, Emma’s family moved to New York. Tommy lost his closest friend and first ‘love’. Nevertheless, he didn’t forget about her – he and Emma wrote letters to each other for almost a decade. They exchanged poems; it was some compensation.
In 1996, Emma’s family moved again, this time without forwarding Tommy her new address. He didn’t know why. Tommy repeatedly wrote to her and tried to trace her whereabouts, but in vain. Their connection was severed.
Years passed. Tommy entered university, made many friends, had several girlfriends, became a successful surgeon. In 2007 he married his longest relationship and 2009 saw their first child coming to the world. Sadly, soon afterwards Tommy discovered his wife was cheating on him. Devastated, his marriage broken, for the next three years he turned into an emotional wreck that barely kept in touch with the world.
Until the day the thought crossed his mind to look up his puppy love on Facebook. You guessed it… he found her!
Various stories from one writer who loves to write.
I spent years thinking about it.
I spent months in pre-writing. Outlining, character sketches, plot summary, etc…
I spent a few more months writing. I had four chapters complete.
I spent seconds throwing it all in the trash…
We all have dreams, ambitions, goals, and hopes for our futures. Then why aren’t we ALL living the lives we want to live?
There are no easy answers to this question. However, so many of us aren’t even trying. We have given up before we really got started. It’s easy to give reasons for not moving in the directions of our dreams; it’s much harder to give reasons for chasing what we know deep down is our true path.
“Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.” –Les Brown
It’s true, so many of us do not try because we are afraid. It is up to us, as individuals, to break free from that fear. To challenge ourselves to stand up to whatever is holding us back. To look fear in its face and say, “I will not let you stop me!”
“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.” –Steve Jobs
Let us break free from others’ way of thinking and carve our own path. I go to work. I work hard and put in my time. I earn a paycheck that helps pay the bills. In essence, I am working hard at fulfilling someone’s else’s dream. Some people are ok with this, and that is perfectly fine. But for others, it leaves them with a hole, an empty feeling. If you are one of these people, like myself, it’s time to take a good hard look at where you want to be in life. Then, make a decision to go after it!
The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now. –Chinese Proverb
So what are we waiting for? It’s time to stand up and say, I’m tired of living someone else’s dream, I’m tired of putting my dreams on hold, I’m tired of listening to other people say I can’t do it, I’m tired of letting life pass by and not really participating, I’m tired of having this burning desire inside my soul and watching it slowly slip away and die, I’m tired…
The time is now folks. Let’s make a decision to be who we are meant to be!
Review: Cover is pretty cool.
Originally posted on Koeur’s Book Reviews:
Publishing Date: April 2014
Publisher Description: It’s 1972. The Watergate scandal has Washington on edge. Rick Putnam, a Vietnam veteran and motorcycle courier for one of the capital’s leading television stations, is trying to get his life back together after his nightmarish ordeal in the war. But when Rick picks up film from a news crew interviewing a government worker with a hot story, his life begins to unravel as everyone involved in the story dies within hours of the interview and Rick realizes he is the next target.
Review: Cover is pretty cool.
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[Terry: Yes, I’m just fooling around. He hated it.]
One of the most difficult stages in growing your own skill set is when you have to hire someone for a job you can’t actually do yourself. Whether you’re a founder of a new company, or just growing a company or team, at some point the skills needed for a growing organization exceed your own experience. Admitting that you don’t really have the skills the business requires is the first, and most difficult step.
From Nick Wale at Novel Ideas
My buddy Mike Trahan sometimes sits and tells me stories. I like his stories. He has a style all of his own and has a life worth hearing about. Now, in the book world, there are thousands of people with interesting stories writing memoirs every day of the week. What sets Mike Trahan apart? I think the wide range of experiences, his age and literary ability, his Texan-born gift of being able to tell a story, his humility, his faith in his own abilities…. These are all important factors, and I think it’s important for people to read about Mike Trahan. It’s important for people lacking confidence to draw confidence from the Mike Trahans of the world, and it’s important for those who want to learn to be able to benefit from the experience of the Mike Trahans of the world. This is a living, breathing lesson in life from someone who has lived. Put the Marilyn Manson record away and all those rap albums that give you a headache… Go to Amazon and get copies of Mike’s books “The Gift,” “The Gift- Part Two,” and the soon-to-be released “The Gift- Part Three” and learn!
Q) Good morning, Mike!
Q) How did you find yourself writing a book? What’s the story behind your career?
A) I have been an active writer since the 1970s. I wrote articles for aviation publications, and I had a regular column in a small newspaper for about five years. It was not until 2013 that I considered writing my memoirs. My Facebook friends read some of my stories about my flying adventures and encouraged me to put them in a book. I decided to give it a try.
Q) Do you describe yourself as an author?
A) No, not yet! I have set a goal of selling 100,000 books as the benchmark for calling myself an author. When we hit that point, I will add “Author” to my list of accomplishments. Until then I don’t feel justified in doing so. Right now, I just call myself a writer!
Q) What do you think of the writing world? Are you happy being part of it?
A) This has been one of the most pleasant surprises of all. I have enjoyed meeting my fellow writers. We all have a passion to express our thoughts and share them with the world. I am very happy to be a part of it. It has given me an entirely new direction for my life and my interests.
No one has any right to tell you how to live your life. No one. If you do not live your life for you the way you want, you will live to regret it. If you live your life according to someone else’s wants, you will be miserable.
Regardless of what anyone says, or does, stay true to your dreams. If others don’t like how you live your life as you are striving for those dreams, too bad. You heard me. Too bad. That is their problem not yours.
For those of you who tell me I am being selfish for loving what I do, as in my photography and here at Petals Unfolding, I tell all of you, this is MY LIFE and you have NO RIGHT to tell me what YOU want me to do. Period. End of discussion.
(Photo taken in 2006)