Viewpoint: Friday, Thirteen November 2015

A Civil War founded upon religious beliefs and how people should live has spread itself to the European Continent. What happened in Paris, France, was a battle, and an act of war carried out by the Islamic State. That we refused to take the declaration of war seriously in 2014 has resulted in the mass, willful, killing of innocent people, which took place on Friday, the thirteenth of November.

Religion, which oppresses, is like a dictatorship suppressing the inalienable rights of each individual who lives under its umbrella.  Unfortunately, these inalienable rights, known as life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are also echoed by these totalitarian societies, but they are interpreted differently, and the cultural upbringing displays a life we people in the West are not accustomed to––freedom and individual development find itself caught on the blind side of life. 

Hopefully, revelation has broken through the thick skull of false reality we have let descend upon us, and our eyes have been opened to see that not everyone think as we think, act as we act, and desire to live as we live. If this were true, the Islamic State would not exist.  

            Unfortunately, this clarity is too late for those people who lost their lives in Paris, France on that dreadful evening.

Viva la France!

 Shalom,

Pat Garcia

One Word At A Time

Hello Everyone,

It’s the first Wednesday in the month and IWSG Time has come around again.

IWSG is a big help to many of us who don’t mind sharing our insecurities, our successes or giving encouragement to others.

So, if you are interested and would like to join, please go to the IWSG Website at

http://www.insecurewriterssupportgroup.com/p/iwsg-sign-up.html.

Oh, by the way, my article is posted below.

 One Word At A Time

It is one of those weeks.  I started NaNoWriMo on Sunday, November 1.  I had my day planned. Went to church on Saturday evening and came home thinking, on Sunday, I would write my first 2000 words after I had fulfilled a promise I had given to my husband and had driven him to a city that he loves. 

Well, it did not happen that way. My plans were thrown out the window Sunday morning, and I find myself at this particular moment under pressure to catch up.  I am stressing, and I know it.  I have to keep telling myself, “Pat, one word at a time. You can do it.”

Do I feel like I can do it?  To be honest, I am ignoring my feelings.   What counts is my willingness to stay focus on my writing no matter what. 

So right now, amidst all the stress that I am experiencing during this first week of NaNo, I find myself talking to me, saying, “Pat, you can do it. One word at a time.”

Shalom,

Pat Garcia