C. M. Sears
I am learning more about writing every time I write a new story, whether it be fiction or fact. I love this platform and will continue to write and learn...if you like what you read in any of my stories please click the heart.
A Fantasy Pirates Life
Every since I watched the Goonies and Pirates of the Carribean, I have always wanted to be a pirate. I thought it would be fun to sail around on a big beautiful Ship like the Black Pearl or The Majestic "Inferno", but if I am going to do something like that I need to be realistic about it. First of all, there are no restrooms on a pirate ship! nor are there showers, and the captains quarters are not very accomodating for a woman who expects to be treated like a princess! Yes, I said "expects" because I am a spoiled brat! My husband makes sure I have any and everything I need, not want, but need. If I want something and I can prove it's usefulness, then he won't argue with me about it, because I am unfortunately known for buying things that I "need" and as time goes on, they sit collecting dust, until I give them away or sell them. As he says "but you just HAD to have it" so I am not allowed to buy it unless I can prove it's use, which is fair, and saves money.
What Stories..All I See Here is a Bunch of Advice!
I have looked through literally all of the catagories, I see a few stories but mostly advice columns. WHAT THE HELL??? I know I am not the greatest writer on the planet, matter of fact I flat out suck at it, but I am learning, and that is the fun part of this. I love that Vocal exists, but how does anyone writing an actual story have any chance of winning any of the challenges? Don't get me wrong there's some great advice here but GIVE IT A REST! I don't need to know how to survive a flippin Zombie Apocolypse, since it isn't likely to ever happen. I don't care about what color shirt I should wear to the movies...what the f*ck?
My Journey Thus Far
My life has been anything but perfect...but I feel like we all have our own version of a "Broken Road" that we have travelled down. I mean, nobody's life has been perfect right? That would be an impossibility, to have every single thing in your life go exactly the way it should? First of all, you don't start out choosing your life's path, your parents do, so before you even know what you want...they have started molding you into who they "think" you should be, but that is normal right?
Dear Tina Turner, toughest woman I never met!
Born November 26th, 1939 in Nutbush, Tennessee, her parents, Floyd and Zelma Bullock, were sharecroppers. After they separated in the early 1950s, Turner went to stay with her maternal grandmother in Nutbush, Tennessee. At age 16 she moved to St. Louis, Missouri, where she eventually began her music career. The first band she ever saw on television was Ike Turner, so she joined his band and went thru 25 years of hell, then he sued her for all the rights to her music, and she gave it all to him! all except for his name...that she kept because she built her career around that name. She said "I'm self-made. I always wanted to make myself a better person, because I was not educated. But that was my dream - to have class". she also stated in an interview "I regret not having had more time with my kids when they were growing up". and she was asked about love, she said this: "I want a man without shame" also she said "I will receive it when I have earned it"! I just watched that on television. Ike Turner took everything he could take...but he never took her spirit or her name! After Ike, she came alive! Once she realized how sick he was, she started to let go of her hatred for him, even when he was beating and raping her. She realized some 53 years later, that holding onto all that hate, made her miserable and took away all of her serenity. She met, fell in love with and married her producer Edwin Bach in Zurich Switzerland in 2013, has been there ever since. She said she loves it there and considers it home because the people are so nice and friendly and the home and it's surroundings are breathtaking.
The Miracles In Our Lives
Let me start by saying...I had dogs my entire life, and I never liked cats! As a matter of fact I hated cats! I hated them for the same reason all cat lovers love them. They are sketchy, crazy, arrogant and stubborn. They walk around like they own the damn joint, and god help anyone who tries to pet them when they don't want you too, you could lose a hand! They treat their owners like staff and are always knocking things off of everywhere...and on purpose no less! Getting into things and places they shouldn't! What's to love about them!
A Date to Remember
There I was staring at the computer screen thinking...how long do I have to endure this torture? When do I get to go home and get ready? I can't believe I have an amazing date tonight! I am so excited that I can't even do my damn stupid job! I am sitting here dreaming about going on a date, when I should be working...and I am being watched like a damn hawk by Jessica She would be my supervisor and did I mention, that she is not fond of me simply because I am great at my job, and she hates that she cannot belittle me and fail me like she does all the other telemarketers, I won't allow her too, and she hates me for it...oh and that I am a major threat to her position here. I spend 7 1/2 hours of everyday on her radar. She waits in her raised chair, watching and waiting for the day that I fail to deliver my 60 plus calls. I can easily dial and complete 66 calls per day, oh I could do more...alot more but why would I give anymore to a company that pays me literal pennies when they make millions off of me and all of my co-workers? I wouldn't because they only pay a menial $11 per hour and that barely pays my rent and bills, and everyone knows that the corporate world only sees the big picture, how much money they can make, so I moonlight on weekends as a karaoke host at the local shit...I mean watering hole and I get paid a little more than the other two hosts because I can actually sing and that draws a crowd, which incidentally is why I get weekends...and the tips are pretty good too.
10 Minutes Ten Times A Day
I will not pretend that I came up with this idea all by myself, because that would be a total lie...I looked up the easiest and laziest way to get my life and tiny 900 square foot, two bed/bath and more crap that I just "had to have" and have no place(storages are full...yes...there are two, a 5x10 and a 10x10, and that is all we need)to put it all, so I have decided to do some organizing. However, the first thing I need to organize is the space between my ears! If that is confused and cluttered, then my home will remain that way as well.
Country Music is Dead!
I have been mourning the loss of country music since around 2015, and I realize that all the old greats are mostly gone now. Either they have died off, or been replaced by the so-called country of today... R.I.P Country Music.