She looked happy as she danced, twisting and twirling her waist and hips, and bending her legs as if to ride on the sonic waves of the trumpet. It was as if she was controlling the rhythm, as if her movements were the driving force behind that jazz song.
When the tune ended, Amber smiled, a strange, crazy smile, and said, “Will you take me home? Will you stay with me tonight? I don’t want to be alone.” Continue reading
It’s free stuff weekend here at the Cristian Mihai Blog (yeah, I never got around to naming this place in any way whatsoever) so there’s more free stuff to be announce.
Just in case you missed it, you can download a free e-book copy of the best essays ever posted on this blog from irevuo’s e-store here.
Also, you can download my first novel, Jazz, from Amazon.com for free here. Reviews are appreciated, but not mandatory.
And now, some more free stuff:
This. A bundle containing four paperbacks, all of them nicely signed. FREE.
I have a bunch of them around the house, and I am in the process of creating new editions, all with irevuo’s branding and new interior layouts and all that.
You can order them here.
More free stuff to come,
“Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.”
― Serbian Proverb
Proud, but never satisfied. One of those phrases that sound so smart. One of those phrases that get thrown around so much that they have become cliche. It is easy to dismiss such a phrase as nonsense.
But the unarguable truth about cliches is that they’re true. So, so true.
Proud, but never satisfied.
Proud? Why? Continue reading
Before I decided to start this blog, before I decided to self-publish my novels on Amazon, I spent three years alone.
Single. Broke. Tired of life. Health issues.
But I wrote.
I found purpose, I found hope in the simple act of making stuff up and writing it down.
That was all.
That saved me from this world, from my pain, from my thoughts and feelings.
I’m not saying that it stopped hurting, but I no longer cared.
It all made sense.
We often get so caught up in all kinds of petty frustrations and fears and events that we forget what’s really important.
We want the easy way out. The shortcut. The ten minute guide to doing this or that. We chase after all sorts of stuff we don’t have, hoping it will bring us closer to ever lasting happiness.
Sadly, there are no shortcuts. It’s just work. Just patience. Perseverance. Discipline. Doing the thing that you love doing until others learn to love it too.
I believe that we focus too much on the results. We do what we do because we expect something to happen. We live in the anticipation of future events.
And thus we forget to enjoy the work. The moment. The day ahead of us when we wake up in the morning.
And I find it so ironic that each and every single time I forget this, life has a strange way of reminding me what’s really important. What truly matters.
“Where do they go, these dreams of mine? Do they live? Do they die? Do they fall? Do they fly?”
“Most people will spend their lives doing jobs that they don’t particularly enjoy, and will eventually save up enough money to stop doing those jobs just in time to start dying instead. Don’t be one of those people. There’s a difference between living, and just surviving. Do something that you love, and find someone to love who loves that you love what you do.
It really is that simple.
And that hard.” – John Connolly
I believe that most of us crave adventure. We want our lives to make us feel. We crave the bittersweet excitement brought on by uncertainty.
But we also want safety. And comfort. Just enough.
We are torn between “more” and “just enough.”
“Neither love nor terror makes one blind: indifference makes one blind.” – James Baldwin
I believe that this world is only as big as we want it to be. We don’t see the world as it is, but as we are.
And I also believe that a lot of people choose not to see as much as they could. I strenously believe people kind of like being blind to the outside world, to what doesn’t cater to their needs and desires.
What I’m really trying to say is that we’re spending most of our time being self-centred.
We are not the center of the Universe. None of us is.
The Universe, yes, it’s a huge and dark place. It’s indifferent to our needs, wants, dreams, expectations. That’s why we need to take care of each other, to help each other become the very best possible versions of ourselves.
And it’s not about what we might get by being like this, but about who we become in being like this.
This current cryptocurency craze has got me thinking. A few of my friends have invested a lot of money, have also made quite a bit, a few others want to invest in various ways and take advantage of this trend.
I prefer investing in people. It seems elusive, but human resource is the only true resource. You don’t invest a dollar to get two back, you invest time and energy and, yes, money, but you might get so much more in return.
Is there an artist you admire? Buy their works.
Is there someone who’s terribly passionate about a new business venture? Invest with them. Continue reading