Do you Have A Super Power?

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Since he will be WordPressing less often, Lonely Author decided to have some fun and return to his blogging roots (yes that means occasionally talking in third person). Part of his roots was to ask a weekly question.

During that difficult period of his life detailed in When My Wife Became My Hero, Lonely Author often posted the Pinky Batman image in his old Facebook page or flashed it to Mrs. Lonely Author to signify it was time to toughen up.

So, while Allie was pulling miracles, Lonely Author still recovering from his accident became the cheerleading Pinky Batman.

All us have been heroes at one point or another.

On several occasions Allie has had premonitions of future events. Allie also has a super powerful nose that can pick up all sorts of scents (including bad poetry). Thus the Chimp plays it safe by bathing twice a day, uses good cologne, and brushes his teeth after every meal (and some day he expects he will be required to do it during meals).

Lonely Author has the super power of charming birds out of trees.  But they usually poop on him, so not sure if that really counts.

Do you have a super power?

Which super hero are you?

Lonely Author Update

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In February I announced I would be blogging less and for the most part, I have taken the weekends off.  Yet, I still do not have enough time to work on my queries to literary agents, other writing projects, and life.

Lonely Authot doesn’t need to research Chimpopedia to know it is time to make further cuts in my blogging time.  I will still be reading blog posts, but not on a daily basis (and definitely not on weekends). Should anyone have a post they really want me to read or comment on, please feel free to ping me.  (Yeah, I like being pinged baby).

I would like to thank my good friend Diane LadiesWhoLunchReviews . She has sent me so many links to writing contests and other potential suitors for my writing.  Whenever you get the chance, stop by her blog.  She is a  kind hearted person who will always put a smile on your face.

My next post will be on Tuesday.  I am thinking of posting 3 times a week (between Tuesday and Friday).

Should you need to reach me write to thelonelyauthorblog@gmail.com.  I will try to be much quicker with my response times.  I currently have several outstanding emails I must respond to.

You can also reach me at twitter @LonelyAuthorNY

Have a wonderful weekend.

Keep smiling.

Keep writing.

When My Wife Became My Hero

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When My Wife Became My Hero

When Allie arrived in the United States, we decided instead of working she would get her degree.

Life is what happens while you’re making other plans.

Soon after her arrival, I lost my job. The following year, we depleted our savings and faced eviction.

Then I slipped and fell down a flight of stairs.

Sitting in the emergency room, I looked at my frightened bride; new to this intimidating city, with no knowledge of English.

Our survival depended on her.

Thus began our nightmare. Her relatives (cousins & aunts) suggested she leave me, then, they stopped communicating with her. My friends disappeared.

We lost everything we owned.

On three occasions we went to bed thinking we would be homeless the next day. All three times as I researched homeless shelters my bride shocked me by finding a temporary job and a place for us to live.

One Friday night in October 2013, we had zero money and an empty fridge. I wasn’t scheduled to receive my benefit money until Monday.

Honestly, I thought my bride had lost her mind. As our grumbling stomachs roared she prayed.

Minutes later, she said she needed air. Barely one hundred feet out of the building, we found twenty eight dollars.

That same scenario repeated itself twice in 2014.

In 2015 I had two surgeries (right retina and cervical spine). For a few months I lost use of my arms. Allie bathed, shaved, dressed, fed, and cleaned me in the bathroom.

She became my nurse, wife, counselor, priest, only friend, and hero. Life hurled crap at us; people stealing our food and money, betrayals, and lies, yet she never complained.

Now, we have a two bedroom garden apartment. We are making plans to relocate. My recovery has been steady. With daily exercise, I’m regaining my strength.

I’ll never forget that difficult period and how she rescued me.

For three years, Allie had a hundred reasons to leave me.

And only one reason to stay.

 

Wedding photo of Allie with her nephew Alex taken May 30, 2009.

The Secret

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The Secret

I once went to an interview for a great job that I knew was perfect for me. After 15 years managing call centers, I knew there wouldn’t be many candidates (if any) with more experience or know-how than me.

I went to the interview letting negative thoughts creep into my head.

When the interviewer asked the very first question, the easiest question in the world if you ever worked in call centers, I drew a complete blank. The rest of the interview went poorly, because I never recovered from the first question.

When you carry negative thoughts in your head, you attract negative results.

I have never used my blog for book reviews.

However, I want to let everyone in on a little secret.

The power of positive thinking works. Their is a law of attraction. Being generous with love, gratitude, respect, kindness, and forgiveness brings these things back to you tenfold.

Back in  2011, I hated my job and apartment.  That was all I thought and talked about. Well, I lost the job, depleted my savings, and lost the apartment. I lost EVERYTHING I owned. During that time, I had the accident which changed my life.

I attracted bad things by concentrating on everything I didn’t want.

Allie and I struggled to avoid falling homeless.

For my birthday (2013), my daughter gave me the book “The Secret.”  It changed my life forever. I read it every six months or so to make sure I readjust my thinking.

Since first reading the book, I keep my thoughts positive.  I now live in the best apartment of my life.  A two bedroom garden apartment.  Cheaper than any apartment I have had in the last 15 years. For the past two years, Allie is a nanny (working with a loving baby for a great family). And she works from home.

I surround myself with positive people and stay away from the negative ones.

The reason I mention this book, is I am currently sending out poems and short stories to magazines and writing contests.  Soon, I will be sending out my novels to literary agents and my screenplays to Hollywood.

I am reading “The Secret” to ensure positive thoughts are flowing in my head while I embark on this publishing journey.

Your thoughts determine your luck.

Think positive. Focus on what you want. Stop stressing what you lack or need. The laws of attraction are listening.

Be well.

Happy International Day For the Elimination of Violence Against Women

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Yes, I know what you are thinking. Lonely Author is not playing with a full deck.

Well, this Chimp may have misplaced a few of his picture cards, but there is a method to his madness. Please bear with me.

Yes, I realize this is nine months early (November 25th).

Friends asked why I ignored International Woman’s Day on March 8th. Honesty, these days fail to excite me.

For those of you who have followed me closely, you know where this is coming from.

Why do we need these days?

Here we are in the 21st century and women are still abused, underpaid, and unappreciated. And I’m not even talking about the atrocities against women or the exploitation of young girls happening in many countries around the world.

That is why I don’t get excited about these days. I don’t think they are helping. Not the way I wish they would.

I will leave you with this thought.

Shouldn’t everyday be International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women?

Or better yet…

Shouldn’t we live in a world where we don’t need an International Day for the Elimination of Violence Against Women?

Be well butterflies.

 

Describe Yourself In One Sentence

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To start her Junior year, my daughter had to submit a five page introductory paper describing herself and her life. This past weekend I had a chance to read it.

On page two she had three thick paragraphs, nearly the entire page describing her combative relationship with her mother.

I anxiously rushed to page three imagining I would warrant an entire page. This is what she wrote.

“My father is a strong passionate man with nine herniated disks, but he doesn’t care, he laughs his pains away – actually he laughs all his troubles away.”

That was it. One measly freaking line.

The contrasting descriptions made me think of how descriptions have changed in literature.

Miguel de Cervantes, Victor Hugo, and Jane Austen wrote pages of description. In one of my favorite novels, The Godfather, Mario Puzo used quite bit of description.

In today’s novels, description is kept to a minimum. In screen writing it is almost bare bones.

You read my daughter’s description.

Feel free to take a turn. Describe yourself in one sentence.  Or if you prefer, describe me in one sentence.

 

Thanks for reading.

 

Living With Lonely Author

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Imagine Lonely Author is single, you and I are starting a relationship…..yeah I want to brush your hair, paint your toe nails, meet your friends, watch TV and movies with you, massage your feet, take you shoe shopping, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH…

No, it’s not all bananas and roses…

To be fair and balanced, here is a list of the complaints from old girlfriends, wives, and Allie.

1- Chimp loves to spoon. Not a problem? Well, I have a bad sinus problem so I SNORE. To give you an idea, while on a long distance flight to visit a girlfriend a stewardess woke me up because “my snoring scared the other passengers.”
2- Flirting. Last year prior to my surgery, with Allie standing by my side, I invited a nurse to go bowling with us after surgery. (If you’re the jealous type you have to let me know, so I can tone it down).
3- This may bother some ladies; I need a tissue to watch some movies. Seriously, did Leo have to the die in the freezing water?? Couldn’t Kate scoot over just a bit?  Bitch.
4- Disorganized work space.
5- I help with ALL chores, including laundry, but I hate folding. Don’t ask me to fold. Also if I pull a t-shirt from the bottom of the drawer where you left everything neatly folded, good chance it won’t be as neat as you left it.
6- I talk to myself to rehearse dialogue. Done it in the street, on the train, etc.  I’ve received many smacks from butterflies (including my daughter) for doing so.
7- This drives me absolutely insane. Serious conversations & dinner dates are cell phone-less. I need eye contact. You can blog, text, DM, Facebook, or twitter your booty off, but I refuse to talk to the back of your phone.
8- Overprotective (not in that clingy creepy way). You have all the freedom in the world to go out as often as you want with whomever you want. Chimp is secure enough to not fret about that. But he will worry about your safety.
9- I worry. Years ago, I lost my parents (my only family). I don’t want to lose anyone else.
10- At bedtime, before my head touches the pillow, I’m asleep. So any question you ask will be answered with a LOUD – See number 1.
11- I need time for blogging & writing.
12- I remove your shoes. Please respect this.
12- Terrible at saving.
14- Will jump at anyone who says anything bad about you. Back when I had a Facebook page, a cousin once said something hurtful to Allie about how an outfit fit her. I responded with several nasty comments that ripped her cousin to shreds. I have no mercy with bullies or anyone who attacks someone’s insecurities.
15- When we go out I need to see you wear lipstick or gloss whatever you prefer. (Make up is up to you).