Hiatus – Off to Chase My Dreams

I will continue to take a hiatus from this blog and crowdCONNX as I focus more fully on writing my second book, The Walls Have Painted Eyes: The Story of the Mural Artworks of Michelle Loughery Building Connections within Communities and People.

In the mean time I hope you all find meaning and purpose in your life, read good books often and takes steps to secure your finances. I know I will be.

Screen Shot 2016-09-02 at 10.44.02 AMWith that in mind I recommend Tony Robbin’s Money Master the Game: 7 Simple Steps to Financial Freedom. I am half way through it, have received a wake up call and loads of inspiration and advice from the masters themselves. You can also take my advice and invest in real estate as I have, plus support me on my journey but purchasing a copy of my first book The Bartender is Your Landlord: Why the Wealthy Elite Invest in Real Estate and How Anyone can Join Their Ranks. 

Take care of yourselves,

M

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Chapter 5 Preview: The Walls Have Painted Eyes by Michelle Loughery with Michael Moore

Below is a selection of the unedited first draft from Chapter 5 of The Walls Have Painted Eyes: The Story of the Mural Art of Michelle Loughery Building Connections Within Communities and People by Michelle Loughery with Michael Moore. This is my second book and Michelle’s first. Writing it has been an amazing journey which only gets better. I have written here before of the relevance of Michelle’s story and work which I feel stronger about as I continue to write this.

We will keep updates coming as we continue!

Chapter 5 Route 66 Preview:

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Michelle Loughery and Shelly Steiger in front of Route 66 Café

It was in Route 66 Café that I met a war met with pink earnings. This man would only be in my life for a brief moment but would leave me with something special that lasted. He was a huge man yet he got down to his knees in Route 66 Café among the cockroaches which were the size of your hand and kissed my hand. He said “Buddha said those who paint large faces will heal a community.”

I have always thought that was very pivotal for me. It is on the highway in cafés where you can find the best cross section of good people, a thin slice of them.
Those words, his words, have always stuck with me. I drive or fly around the world and I paint big faces. Sometimes those big faces are war heroes or bankers or founders. It is the written or the economic history, but the lines between all of that is in the cafés and truck stops and pubs; the places you eat at when you are a traveling artist, that is where you truly learn about the people.
He shared his story about being a Vietnam war vet and how life had been really hard for him.
When I went down a second time and to paint a huge mural of the Gold Star Boys, who were war heroes, he remembered me. He was exactly where I left him, in the Route 66 Café, earnings on but not the pink ones, and he welcomed me back.
The mural that really happens is the people that you meet.
There was this Chinese man who came by the wall everyday. He claimed in a thick accent that “He no speak English.” He visited everyday to watch us work and sometimes bring me tea. It wasn’t until many such visits that he opened up. Turns out he was a doctor and spoke perfect English!
I asked him, “Why, now, can you suddenly speak English?”
He responded, “It is easier if people think I don’t understand and speak pidgin.”
I was appalled by this and how this man felt.
It is also when you are sitting on the wall painting that you learn everything about people painting with you. Shelly and I spent a lot of time together.  She shared all sorts of stories including her grad story, which was one of my favourite examples of the differences in our communities.
“At my grad we were in a truck… and people starting shooting at us.”
“What are you talking about shooting at you?” I said “People can’t just start shooting at you.”
“Honey you don’t know nothing about Missouri.”
It was true. People did shoot at her and I didn’t know anything about Missouri, but I learned…
One day we were painting and I was teaching her when the Sheriff showed up.
“Mam! You need to change your clothes.” He said.
“Why? I’m fine.”
“Mam, we don’t allow no tank tops here.”
“What?”
“We don’t want to see no tities.”
I thought he was kidding. Shelly told me he wasn’t, that I had to go put a muscle shirt on, anything but a tank top but in Canada we kind of laugh such things off so I chose to ignore him.
He put his hand on his derringer.
Shelly said, “Go change your tank top.”
I did.

Best of Terry Pratchett

Good Omens (1990) The Discworld Series The Colour of Magic (1983) Hogfather (1996) Mort (1987) Nation (2008) Night Watch (2002) Guards! Guards! (1989) Wyrd Sisters (1988) Men at Arms (1993) Thief of Time (2001) Small Gods (1992) Reaper Man (1991) The Fifth Elephant (1999) The Truth (2000) Soul Music (1994) Witches Abroad (1991) Dodger Troll […]

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I am Human.

I am not perfect. I am broken. I have flaws. I have strengths. I have demons. I have angels. I have regrets. I have aspirations. It’s not about becoming un-broken, but filling in the cracks with light. Striving to become better. Not better than others, but better than the person you were yesterday. We are […]

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5 Philosophy Books You Should Know About

allbestnet: The Iliad by Homer  The Iliad is an epic poem in dactylic hexameters, traditionally attributed to Homer. Set in the Trojan War, the ten-year siege of Ilium by a coalition of Greek states, it tells of the battles and events during the weeks of a quarrel between King Agamemnon and the warrior Achilles. The […]

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Steven King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

I am a big believer of researching anything that I am interested in doing; learn from the people that came before me. I did it for wrestling and body building, wine and wine service, personal finances and investing (the list goes on and one) and writing.

Screen Shot 2016-05-26 at 8.44.50 AMOne such book that I found to be both an excellent read and informative was On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Steven King. I read this more years ago than I can remember but it has always stayed with me as I continue to write. I won’t attempt to paraphrase the many lessons that the modern day master shares, but I will share attempt it with the one thing that struck me and thus always whispers from the dark corners of my mind as I write.

Kill your babies.

Not sure if that is the correct wording after all these years but that is what I now hear. Rest assured it does not mean to actually kill your actual babies. Rather it refers to your writing babies and the need for rewriting. Mr. King states the case to ruthlessly slay those parts of you writing that you love the best because those are the parts that have the least authentic voice of your characters etc. Instead they are nothing more than your writer ego. So those parts should always be cut from your final product. Be unforgiving with yourself. Cut, cut, trim and cut.

Perhaps this has always stayed with me because I so do not enjoy doing it. I love my little word babies, but Steven King is the master and I am not so I do my best to listen.

For all writers and would be writers out there this is a book for you.

Divine Carcass

An outpouring of my lungs as I screamed into the sterile, silent air that hung over me like a thick, humid cloud sounded like the wildest battle cry of a murder of vehement crows, attacking anything and everything that threatened their next meal of a divine carcass, left like an offering to the gods. © […]

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Boneyard Sacrifices

My bare feet slice against splintered bones, strewn across the ground like a macabre, snow covered field. I feel the warmth of my blood oozing out of those jagged wounds, but that warmth doesn’t penetrate my frigid, numb flesh. I hear the crunching as those calcified remains crumble beneath me and I begin to smell […]

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