Life is too short to…


You’ve all heard them, the cliche “life is too short to live someone else’s dream” (Hugh Hefner), “Life is too short to work so hard” (Vivien Leigh). One I read the other day “Life is too short to wait” hit me harder than a kickball to the head in 5th grade. Yes, I know, it’s overly simple, obvious even, but it took me reading it to realize I wasn’t gaining any time to achieve the goals I have made for myself!

We always say, “One day I will…”. Well my “One day I will…” is write and publish a book, and hopefully be able to make a living off of my writing. So, today I start my journey, and this blog. I will attempt to describe the challenges, triumphs, pitfalls, and successes of writing a novel and attempting to get it published.

Hopefully I will pave the way for some people, learn from others, and get to know some fellow novelists along the way. Perhaps if I am lucky, I will inspire someone else to start their “One day I will…”

So now, I must ask you to fill in the blank..”Life is too short to…”?

Posted by

We read to learn, to feel, to laugh, to understand others. We write to teach, express, communicate, to inspire others. I created Invisible Ink as an outlet of sorts, an area where I can organize the chaos; a place where hopefully I can be true to myself, and my readers. Writing is personal, it takes a brave and dedicated soul to formulate a piece and then share it with the world. That being said, I get just as much out of reading other's work as I do sharing mine ( I am always open to manuscript review swaps, just send me a message). Words read off a page evoke emotions. When taken out of context, or through an out of focus lens - anyone can mold the words, shifting their meaning to fit their agenda or distorted outlook. Staying true to form and myself, I won't censor my content, but I will censor my audience. Whatever lens you happen to be reading this through - I hope you enjoy!

3 thoughts on “Life is too short to…

  1. The one that really hit me on this subject was: This ain’t no dress rehearsal. One of Groucho Marx’s, I think, but the guy who said it to me died about a year later, so it’s something I feel really strongly. Thanks for the post.

I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s