Inspire Me….(thought’s of a writer).


So why is this page different from the main blog? because this is the place where I draw upon my thoughts and do the rest of my blah blah blah without contemplating too much about worldy events. Like I said before, I’m trying to see how much I can do this (and by this I mean “blogging”)  until I write a book. I have so many genres that I am thinking about but I’m suffering from writers block. I tend to start a story and it just doesn’t continue. Any advice would be appreciated but well, that’s that for now. Moving along….. 

My Grandfather is a great story teller. I should say that he’s more of a verbal storyteller which is what I am as well. He has told me many traditional African stories that have a moral and an important meaning of how to live ones life. You could say that they are “character building” stories and fables. He also has amazing stories of his own life. Some are hard to believe but some are just short of extraordinary. I think that one of these days he should sit down and write a book about his life. I think the idea of reading and storytelling for me has been inspired in me becuase of him. I’m good at telling a story but putting it on paper is where the journey marks a stand still. I talk a lot as well, which I think is my distinct trait as a person. You just can’t shut me up, and in most cases, you’ll wanna listen to what I have to say since I’m a comical kind of girl. Becuase of this, my grandfather has likened me to one of our African birds that chatter all day and all night long. I think that his characterization of me is more of a playful diss of my gabby character than an insult but whatever, I’m ok with that because I know myself and I know that I talk a lot and I don’t care. 

If you are even remotely interested in what I think about you wouldn’t be here reading this part of my blog. So I’m just going to go on a whim and become random…..

I have travelled to every continent except South America and have realised that my worldview is a precious experience. It’s amazing how shallow-minded and sheltered people can be in the “first world” but it makes me appreciate how much of my journey has led me to be more mature than most of my peers. I value all my experiences and if I were to journalize everything, then yes, it would either be autobiographical or maybe a memoir….but I prefer keeping things a mystery. Sorry for the curious joes who would like an open text book kind of girl, but I’m not like that. I breathe and live in mystery…it’s more fun that way. You cannot read my mind even if you try hard to. I reveal what I feel like revealing and conceal what I want to conceal. It’s better to walk in that kind of wisdom than being an overly predicatble individual. That’s how I’ve chosen to live.

Where I am at my life, is somewhat satisfactory; I mean, I can’t complain. However, I believe that each day should be treated as an adventure and I know that it can be difficult to visualize an adventure in your day if you’re busy doing your nine-to-five but it’s all in how you look at what you do.   It’s terrible if you are stuck doing something you hate than doing something you love. I think where I am is a stepping stone to a greater destiny and it’s easy to have that level of optimisim if you have a positive attitude. Remember that tomorrow is not promised and today’s a gift and tomorrow is what we hope for.

Enjoy the journey.

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8 thoughts on “Inspire Me….(thought’s of a writer).

  1. Quite a journey you’ve decided to embark on, Nyasha. Let’s see where it takes you. i do agree with the fact that people in the “first world” do have rather closed minds. I’ve been there, sadly not to as many continents as you but enough to know and have a decent perspective of the world view out there. Hope the book’s coming along well.

  2. HI ALL IS MORNDAY ,,,WE THANK YOU FATHER FOR A NEW DAY……
    Psalm 27 (NKJV)

    27 The Lord is my light and my salvation;
    Whom shall I fear?
    The Lord is the strength of my life;
    Of whom shall I be afraid?
    2 When the wicked came against me
    To eat up my flesh,
    My enemies and foes,
    They stumbled and fell.
    3 Though an army may encamp against me,
    My heart shall not fear;
    Though war may rise against me,
    In this I will be confident.

    4 One thing I have desired of the Lord,
    That will I seek:
    That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
    All the days of my life,
    To behold the beauty of the Lord,
    And to inquire in His temple.
    5 For in the time of trouble
    He shall hide me in His pavilion;
    In the secret place of His tabernacle
    He shall hide me;
    He shall set me high upon a rock.

    6 And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me;
    Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle;
    I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.

    7 Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice!
    Have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
    8 When You said, “Seek My face,”
    My heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.”
    9 Do not hide Your face from me;
    Do not turn Your servant away in anger;
    You have been my help;
    Do not leave me nor forsake me,
    O God of my salvation.
    10 When my father and my mother forsake me,
    Then the Lord will take care of me.

    11 Teach me Your way, O Lord,
    And lead me in a smooth path, because of my enemies.
    12 Do not deliver me to the will of my adversaries;
    For false witnesses have risen against me,
    And such as breathe out violence.
    13 I would have lost heart, unless I had believed
    That I would see the goodness of the Lord
    In the land of the living.

    14 Wait on the Lord;
    Be of good courage,
    And He shall strengthen your heart;
    Wait, I say, on the Lord
    …….

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