Damn It Feels Good to Be a Writer: Thoughts on Writing, the Power of Writing, and Why Writing Matters

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Give a girl books and you feed her mind.

Teach a girl to write books and you feed the minds of mankind.

When I wrote the Kindle ebook How To Alphabetize: Organizational Tools for Office & Home, it was sort of as a joke. It is not that being unable to alphabetize is a joke; I obviously take the matter serious enough to have written a book on the topic. 

The joke to me was my speculative forecasting that this instructional ebook would sell more than my dissenting argument ebooks; and the joke is totally on me because How To Alphabetize is currently my most downloaded Kindle ebook on Amazon with another copy sold today. The market is speaking and I am listening.

Okay, so it's only five copies so far, but that is five more copies than if I hadn't written and self-published it at all. Big thanks to each buyer, and happy alphabetizing!

Not too bad of a start for an idea that occurred to me while cleaning a bathroom at work one day, when my mind reflected on a conversation I had with my Boss Man wherein I learned that not everyone who applies to jobs these days knows how to alphabetize. It's a good thing he told me otherwise the book (and this blog post) would most likely not exist; whoa.

People not knowing how to alphabetize; how is that even possible? That is often the reactionary thought that first comes to mind. But, you know what? It does not matter how; it just is and that is the fact of it, period. 

The more important question to be asking is: What can be done about the problem besides playing the blame game? I would much rather do something to solve the problem than analyze it without anything tangible getting done to make it better. For Gozer's sake, isn't that what fighting mediocrity is all about?

And that was when, in the middle of making a bathroom look fucking awesome, the epiphany hit: Write a simple tutorial ebook that teaches people of all ages how to alphabetize. Empirical evidence that cleaning bathrooms is far from mundane work when you have a writer's mind, but I digress.

After all, what better way to combat ignorance than to write a book that helps people learn not just something but how to do something. That is the power of words, that is the power of writing; and I ignite at the thought of wielding that power for good and not evil, with my mind and through my fingertips.

Don't get me wrong; it is totally nice when my dissenting arguments are downloaded, but I recognize the difference between enlightening readers with philosophizing opinions versus providing instruction and teaching application of a skill necessary to succeed in the world of business. 
Using my skills to help others learn a skill and improve themselves as individuals is far more satisfying than just having opinions with nothing improving.

The fact that I can write different styles makes me pleased with my abilities, since there are times I doubt myself. When I am at work and making shit look awesome as a housekeeper, I don't feel like a writer nor necessarily think of myself as a writer, even if I have writing ideas; I don't know if I even feel like a writer when I am writing;
 but every time a book sells it reminds me that, despite what I get paid to do for work, I am a writer.

It also tells me that I am fortunate to have multiple skill sets, along with the ability to learn new skills; so that not only can I write, but I can also make shit look fucking awesome. I can also laugh at myself for it all, which I do quite often.

As ecstatic as the writing makes me feel, though, what makes me feel even better is knowing that people are learning practical, helpful information which they can use to get ahead in work, school, or elsewhere in life. People are learning, of their own free will and volition, too; and that is total awesomeness!

The beauty of people willingly learning can overwhelm my emotions at times to the point of becoming verklempt. When I read the first Amazon review of How To Alphabetize last night, with 5 stars and a brief description stating how the book helped the reader, I totally cried. Maybe after it happens a million times I will tire of it, though I hope that never happens.

Granted, I may not have given birth to a baby, and a woman is nothing if she isn't a mother (or so society likes to remind me), but damn it if I didn't create matter by giving words life, form, and function. Take that, society and wasted eggs; I can still impact life for the better without making human life, so there. 

To know that the book is helping people who need it is nothing short of awesome; it naturally makes me feel good as a writer, to know that I met my writing goal with the book. Yet no matter how good the writing makes me feel, it always pales in comparison to the deep tissue-tingling thrill of knowing a difference was made in people's lives for the better due to the power of the written word. Now that is what I am talking about. by Eve Penman

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The Facebook Farce and Why I Deactivated

Respect yourself enough to walk away with your balloons.
I have left Farcebook yet again and I do not want to return to it.

At least, that is, part of me doesn't want to return to it; the strong, logical, rational, reasonable, sensible part of me. 

The sentimental and weaker part, however, is telling me to stay attached to the past and cling to the farce like a security blanket sewn of precious memories that dare never be cast aside; and I loathe that part in me when what I want is to be strong.  

Things must eventually be left in the past when they no longer make a person better, and Farcebook is not making me better or even happy. 

I am not getting what I need out of it and have not for a long time; it has become a chore that drains me, it gives me little to no return for my efforts, and it reminds me of a past that I do not always want to be reminded of. I do not even want to use it to promote my entrepreneurial endeavors, and that's saying something.

So, for all of that, why should I keep it in my life? For the sake of the people who are categorized as friends on it? That is not a valid reason; that is a thoughtless reaction and one that Farcebook pushes heavily when deactivating. Because what sort of 'friend' would want me to keep something in my life (even if it includes a conduit to them) if it makes me miserable? That is not a friend; that is a fiend and I do not want those in my life.

I am not saying that is how all people are on Farcebook; not at all. What I am saying is that a true friend (or rational person) will not take my deactivation personally and understands that leaving the farce behind is good for me.

But, should friends feel the need to follow (or fiends feel the need to lurk), people are more than welcome to subscribe to my blog(s) and follow me on Pinterest, G+, and eventually Twitter (I deactivated that too, though I will reactivate soon). 

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My 10 Choices for Anyone but Trump

Anyone But Trump? This sounds like a fun game. So, here are my choices for anyone but Trump, in no particular order:
1. O.J. Simpson          2. George Bush
3. Dick Cheney          4. Charles Manson
5. David Duke          6. Mel Gibson
7. Ann Coulter          8. Pat Buchanan
9. Sarah Palin         10. Alex Jones

Granted, not all of these people would be eligible to run for president, making the list slightly preposterous; however, the preposterous rhetoric 'Anyone But Trump' begs for a preposterous retort. 

The same applies for the equally preposterous rhetoric 'Anyone But Hillary.'

Is this really what fuels a person's choice for president, who they are not rather than who they are?

If the reason to vote for a person is because they are not the other person, is that logic or is that a reaction?

Reactions do not require thought, but logic does.

So, if people vote for a candidate out of thoughtless reaction, what kind of a vote is that?

If people say that not voting is throwing away a vote, then how is voting for someone without applying thought any better?

In general, voters advocate that they have to vote, that they must vote, because that is their right; and they will vote for anyone no matter how bad the candidate is, because that is their right...to vote for bad candidates...just so long as they are not as bad as the other candidates.

Perhaps that is the problem with the current state of affairs: Everybody's voting and nobody's thinking. 

But all the votes are not getting counted anyway, so what does it matter? 

I mean, can anyone even prove their votes from their own ballots have ever been counted, ever, in their entire lives? Or at least since the year 2000.

Admittedly, I may not be able to prove beyond a reasonable doubt to every person that all the votes aren't getting counted; however, does that matter if no one can offer proof that all the votes have been counted?

I mean, if there is no hard, physical proof via documentation that all the votes are being counted, either accurately or at all, wouldn't that only support the argument that the votes are not being counted? 

Now there's a thought to consider.

Happy voting for 1 of 2 choices!

by Eve Penman

Learn more about ballot tampering

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Questioning the Truth: Why Wake Up When I Can Enjoy the Dream?

Q: What happens when you wake up?

A. You become aware of a monster so enormous, so unwieldy, and so unyielding, that it forces you to accept that nothing can be done about it and you were probably better off having never woken up. 

Because, if something could be done about the monster, wouldn't it have been done by now? 

Therefore, since nothing has been done about the monster to this point, I seriously doubt anything will ever be done about it. 

It's not as if there is any reason for anything to be done about the monster anyway, since people willingly pay to keep the monster fed and they take no stand against the monster sans voting ballot. 

So, if nothing can be done about the monster, except to learn to live with it and the knowledge that you live under an oppressive regime of elite rulers who have more care for world domination than for you as an individual, then why bother learning about it at all?

If I am unable to resolve the problem, then why do I need to know about the problem? 

I mean, why make people aware of problems they can't resolve? What is that supposed to solve? More importantly, what does that create? Anxiety, frustration, hopelessness, and resentment, not to mention sleeplessness, for starters. 

All the more reason to not wake up, but to stay asleep and enjoy the dream. 

Sure, there are the taxes, and the paperwork, and the mandates, and the regulations, and always more of it because that is what keeps the monster alive; but for all that comes the payoff with peace of mind for not knowing the truth. And, since nothing can be done about the truth, isn't it better to not know the truth?  

by Eve Penman

PS ~ Is this satire? Is this reverse psychology? Is this doublespeak? Is this apathy? Is this truth? Is this crazy? Depends on the reader.

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