C. M. Sears
Bio
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.
Stories (45/0)
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.
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Humans
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.
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Lifehack
I Had No Idea I Had Addictive Tendencies?
How do you know if your compulsive you ask? Well, let me begin by saying, this is not a condition your born with, it is what you learn to be from a young age. I was raised poor with a drunk for a mother and 6 siblings all with different fathers except for me and my two baby sisters...we all had the same father, why, because my father was an extremely handsome man, he looked quite a bit like Kix Brooks from Brooks and Dunn only my father had blue eyes, anyways...moving on...see! got side tracked!
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Motivation
Interesting Cat Facts!
Things you might not know about cats... Did you know...that cats wink at you when they want to tell you they love you? I have two cats, Raider is the gorgeous boy in the photo, before he was Raider, his name was Juan, I immediately changed it upon adopting him from a local shelter (East County Animal Rescue, yes I am plugging them) He lived in a Petco for about 2 months before he got my attention by reaching out and grabbing my shirt every morning when I walked by him to clock in at work. Then I have Criminal...he started out as Diego, but then he decided that acting like a criminal was a good idea, doing things like dumpster diving, dragging the bread off the counter, and jumping up on places he knows he isn't allowed...so essentially he was being a cat. He remained "Diego" for about a month before my husband started saying "your just a little criminal" so we started calling him Criminal and it stuck. Criminal and Raider wink at me all the time...and if you wink back, that tells them you love them too.
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Petlife
All Hail The Queen
To say that Aretha Franklin was one of the greatest American artists of all time is an understatement. Her multi-octave voice moved millions around the world during an unrivaled career that spanned six decades and garnered the singer-songwriter every achievement and honor imaginable. Her reign as the Queen of Soul was a most deserved title, and one only she holds. Say outloud to ANYONE (old enough to know) "the Queen of Soul" and most will smile and say; yes, she is, was, and always will be. I first heard Aretha sing when I was a poor 13 years child growing up on the hard side of town with an alcoholic mother. I found that I could escape my life through music, and I did every chance I got! Actually let me rephrase that, I had heard her before on the radio and knew a few of her songs but I first REALLY heard her sing when I was invited to the upstair apartment to listen to music with a very sweet woman and her husband, they were known back then as lowriders, and they were quite heavy into oldies like, Mary Wells, Etta James, Al Green, Smokey Robinson, The Temptations, Diana Ross, The Jackson Five, Nat King Cole, Otis Redding, Sam Cooke, The Platters(I idolize them), and of course the amazing Aretha Franklin. This was just a small list of the hundreds of songs I listened to in that apartment. They asked me to come up and stay in the house with thier 3 year old baby while they ran over to a friends house for about an hour. Told me to eat whatever I wanted and listen to any music I wanted that the baby would be sleeping the whole time they would be gone, to just look in on her every half hour. They must have had 300 cassette tapes of every oldies artist ever recorded. I was thrilled to babysit. They had the double cassette player so that I could put two tapes in at a time and while one played I could cue the second tape to play right after, it was the latest in technology in 1980. I remember putting Aretha Franklin's, I Never Loved A Man The Way I Love You cassette in, and fell in love with her! I already loved music and I sang every song on the radio, I sang commercials, I sang anything and everything, but the Queen of Soul made me want to really sing! I started out singing Never Loved A Man, til I could sing every single note perfect! Then I asked the upstairs neighbor if I could get a copy of all of Aretha's music that she had and she said she would be happy to, I had six tapes three days later, two were Aretha and one was a mix tape of all of the songs I loved most. She would regularly invite me up to listen to music with her, and I didn't realize, until she told me one day "you know I love you like a sister, but I gotta be honest, I invite you up all the time because I love to hear you sing, your voice is badass for a kid"! I had no idea that anyone listened when I sang! I turned red in the face and smiled when she told me that. She also said she never heard a young white girl sing with so much soul. I love all of the oldies, and I am honored that when I sing Aretha Franklin in a karaoke bar, I channel my inner Aretha and I get people on thier feet. I have won several contests singing Chain of Fools, Respect, Never Loved A Man and Natural Woman, and I do them all in perfect Aretha form every single time because the Queen deserves that, and I have so much respect for my queen. I was honored in 1993 to see her at the MGM in Reno, NV with such artists as B.B. King, Elvin Bishop and Jimmy Vaughn and his fabulous Thunderbirds! Aretha was so amazing, and she was such a huge presence on stage, I felt like I had to be like her, so she taught me stage presence as well, which got me over my fear. I have continued to sing the music of some amazing black artists over the years from Etta James, Whitney Houston, Chaka Kahn, Tina Turner and many more. I am constantly being told that I am a black woman in a white woman's body. I take that as a compliment, my fans lovingly call me "Pipes" or "Lady Soul", and I am proud to say that I do have a bit of a following. I will also continue to respect the struggle black singers went through to get to the honorable place they hold in the industry today, it is so well deserved and I am proud to continue to give it a voice.
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Beat
What Did You Think Would Happen?
My eyes are shut tight and my mind and my heart is racing, and I want to scream out of sheer terror and all I could think was...Here i am...in this aluminum deathtrap flying 30,000 feet above the ground...and we have hit some very turmultuous turbulence! People are gasping and I can hear the woman behind me praying. As if I wasn't completely terrified already, simply because I haven't flown since I was eight years old, and now a grown woman of slightly over fifty, I am not feeling so brave. Remembering as a child being so excited about flying, and now I have turned into a very large frady cat. We've only just begun our one hour flight from Sacramento back to San Diego, California. I am sitting here with two strangers and a complete death grip on the arm of my seat and of course, I asked for a wing window seat! What in the hell was I thinking!! It'll be fun they said, get a window seat so you can see the shapes on the ground they said! It will be super cool THEY SAID!! I AM NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME AT ALL!! I think I might very well die from a heart attack, before we could ever hit the ground! The lovely stewardess has checked on me at least 6 times in the past hour and every time, she reassures me this is normal. WELL TO HELL WITH THIS!! I can't believe I agreed to FLY! I could have driven from Sacramento, but nooooo! I didn't want a seven hour drive home! NEVER AGAIN, NEVER AGAIN, NEVER! I will be keeping my feet firmly planted on the ground from here on! as I am thinking all these crazy thoughts the plane begins to stop shaking and rocking around, finally smoothing into a normal, easy flight. oh, thank the lord! During that wild ride, I managed to break into an uncomfortable sweat. We are now about twenty minutes into the flight and the plane is flying perfectly, guess it was just a little turbulence. I have had my eyes closed through the entire rodeo air ride, and for some reason I can't bring myself to open them. "Miss, hello miss?" I hear as I turn my head toward the voice talking, "miss?" then I feel someone lightly touch my hand, I open my eyes and there she is again, the very sweet young stewardess letting me know "miss, we are through the worst of it now, you can relax" as she smiles at me. "oh thank god" I say back. What a job they have, calming down the frady cats like me when they must also be terrified as well, because I don't care how many times you fly or how much you trust the pilot, when that happens, it's got to be scary as hell, every single time! oh, listen to me being rediculous! they do this all the time, they have to deal with someone like me on every flight, it's thier job. As things calm, the ladies bring the cart round, and I buy two mini bottles of wine to calm my nerves, I drink the wine and now I can look out my window without fear, and the ground below looks like a giant jigsaw puzzle that hasn't been finished. Finally I see the beauty of our planet as we fly over...I close my eyes for a few minutes as the wine does what I fully intended for it to do...put my lights out for the rest of the flight.
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Criminal
Through His Eyes
As I sit on my favorite perch, a tree that had been hit by lightening some time ago and broken off about the middle, it was slightly burnt on it's edge and over time I have managed to wear away most of the ash, landing and sloughing my claws off as I fly away creating the perfect home to survey the grasslands from far and wide. As I once again fly over these spectacular lands searching for some Shrews, a Vole or a little mouse, which would be lovely since I can eat two per night as long they aren't too big. I have the darkness on my side with a sliver of moon in the sky, so my sight is spot on! I love to focus on the ground as I fly so as not to miss a meal scampering through the tall grasses...
By C. M. Sears3 years ago in Futurism