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Author, Author Sharon C. Williams, Promotion and marketing

Authors, keep pushing forward

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In April I did an interview for a local magazine. I was soooooooooooooo excited. I told everyone. It being in a local paper I thought was awesome, and it is, for your name gets out in your area. May, the first week of May was when it was supposed to come out. The first week came and went and I was not able to find the magazine. Contacting the editor she directed me to where she knew some had been dropped off. YAY!

I celebrated to early. Upon finding the magazine I scanned through it, I didn’t see me. I scanned again. I didn’t see me. That is when I knew I had not been included. That was a let down feeling of a mini epic proportion. I did noticed they had only included one writer apart from the main article they had written. That gave me a small bit of, okay it’s not just me. But that was still a let down.

As I wrote on FB my revelation of not being in the paper I hash-tagged #Notstoppingme and it won’t. As one friend tried to cheer me up she said, “They left out the best part.”

And in a blink of that happening I was asked to present myself to the 1 Million Cup group in town and became a member of a professional women’s group in town whose goal it is to help each other out. Things got better and got better fast.

Don’t let little bumps in the road stop you. Find a way to go around it.

Flash fiction, Sharon C. Williams, Writing

Flash fiction story

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2013-05-02 12.57.56(2)I came up with a little flash fiction story. It is not edited for content, flow or anything that we look at when we edit our works. Here it is.

Please please please let there be nothing there. Please. I will open it and there will be nothing there. It will be safe to move on. I will be good. But only if there is nothing before me. Okay crossing fingers. I am about to take the plunge. Please let it be empty. Holding my breath I reached for the lid to open it up, but first I close my eyes. Still hoping nothing is there. Oh please let there be nothing there. I open my eyes. I control my breathing, I look down. Shit. Shit. Shit. The hamper is full of clothes again.

I placed this on my FB page. The reaction was awesome. People seemed to like it, some were anxious to see how it ended while others laughed at it all. It was fun to do. I came up with the idea when I was walking to my hamper while I was hoping and pleading for it to be if nothing else at least half full. It was not.

Flash fiction, the shortness of it is fun, though not always easy to come up with. I have a few short pieces that qualify in this genre. I need to do more.

Making a change, Making a difference

Do we make a difference?

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2013-05-02 12.57.56(2)

“When I die I want to have made a difference,” my friend Adrianne said to me at our writer’s retreat. It got me thinking. Have I made a difference in anyone’s life? I like to think I have but then again have I really?

Unless someone comes up to us and tells us, how do we know? Do we need to know? Why is this important to so many people? Perhaps it shows we thought of others, that our time on this Earth stood for something instead of just mindless day by day activities.

We hear on TV and in magazine stories of how one person made such a huge impact on a person or community. They are good feel stories that makes me want to be one of those people. But it doesn’t have to be a big splash. I would be okay with a little ripple if it means I helped someone to the point it changed an aspect of their lives.

It is not something I think on often until I hear someone mention it to me. I do give to charities, the ones that mean something to me. But is this the same thing, can I bank on this meaning I am making a change? I’m not sure. I just know when I am being lowered into the ground I want to have made a dent in one person’s life, regardless who they are. For to me, it means I mattered.