Friday, March 1, 2013

Think before you act.

It breaks my heart to see how some people act. I can't believe it sometimes.  The things people do to someone they've never met is just sad. Just because someone is jobless doesn't mean they are lazy. Just because someone is having hard a time paying bills doesn't mean they don't know how to manage money.
Things can happen in the blink of an eye that can change your life forever. Don't be so quick to judge when you have no idea what has happened in their life to put them in the place they're in. That could happen to you one day.
Something can happen that might put you out of work and leave you trying to figure out how to take care of your family. How would you feel if you lost your job and when you asked for a helping hand you were called lazy and no good?
Take the time to help those in need if you can. Everyone needs help at some point in their life. You might be the one to make a lasting impression on someone's life. You might give them the hope they need.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Anonymous User Comments


I can understand some Anonymous comments. Like if you’re talking about an embarrassing topic. But I’ve noticed that most Anonymous comments aren’t about something that may embarrass the commenter. Most of the time these Anonymous commenters are trying to a bad ass. If you’re going to take time out of your busy day to post lengthy comment trying drag down a person’s happiness, the least you could do is take ownership of the comment and leave your name on it. If you post a nasty comment on person’s blog as Anonymous, you’re not a bad ass. You’re a fucking coward.

I know you can be anyone you want on the internet, but don’t follow the crowd and try to be a bad ass under Anonymous user. I’m sure you’ve noticed that I have very comments on my blogs, if any at all, so you know I’m talking about personal experience this time. The thing that really gets me fired up is someone that ‘knows’ what the blogger’s intentions are better than the blogger does. Saying shit like their blog won’t grow their reader’s numbers or saying that writers don’t buy books. Well, I call bullshit. I’m not a well-known author, but I do have a book on amazon and I have hundreds of books and have read most of them.

I personally like reading other author’s blog because I like to see what works for them. Everyone has their own way of writing and breaking out of the dreaded Writer’s Block. What doesn’t for one, might work for another. Something that helps one author write might just help me out. You know if you don’t go searching. You might find someone that has a completely different writing style from your own and still end up to be good friends or just enjoy their blogs.

I personally think that these Anonymous users are just butt hurt. Something didn’t work for them, and now they’re trying to spread their grief and misery to others. I haven’t really done much with the writer’s groups personally, but I’m strong enough to admit that I just can’t come up with something to write about every week. In fact, the main reason I ever write a blog is let off steam when I see something such as these Anonymous cowards trying to break or change a blogger’s writing style or just generally talking shit about a certain blogger group. Jealously is such an ugly color for anyone to wear. Maybe these Anonymous users just haven’t found the right blogger group for them. Maybe if they stop trying to bring others down, they could find something that makes them happy in the blogger world.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

My Chusky

Dr. Pepper Chapman


Attacking my sock.

This is Pepper. I love my Chusky. She’s the sweetest dog you’ll ever see. She’s half Chihuahua, half Husky. Which is why I call her a Chusky. She’s smart, but doesn’t like to show it. She loves to play tug with her ‘sock’ (a rope my husband got her for Christmas). She’s a hyper little dog. I mean, really hyper. Every time you take her outside, she spins around three to five times before she’ll let you grab her collar to take her out.




Keeping the evil cats away.
 She’s very protective. As soon as she steps outside, she’s on the hunt for those evil cats. They’re everywhere, you know. They like to hide under the porch, but my brave Chusky is smarter than that. She always finds them and runs them out of her yard. 









Guard Duty.
She’s always on guard to keep cats, bugs, and squirrels from attacking her family. Yes, my Pepper is the bravest little doggie you’ll ever see.










Mid-day Nap.



When she’s not protecting her family other wildlife, you can find her in my husband’s chair, resting up for her next cat hunt. She’s taken a real liking to my youngest son. That’s his Baby Dog. His words, not mine. When nap time comes along, you can find both of them cuddled up under his safety blanket. 










Safe with Daddy.
After the kids go to bed, you can find her cuddled up in Daddy’s lap, watching TV.



Movie time!



Her spot.
 My brave Chusky deserves the best. So, when it’s time for bed, she’s gets a pillow. Sure, she hogs the covers from time to time, but it's a small price to pay since she keeps the evil cats away.














Sound asleep.
 And sometimes, waking up a fury face can be a little scary, but who can resist that pitiful little puppy dog face?











One happy pouch.

Yes, my little Pepper is one swift pouch. She keeps the family safe and brings us a lot of joy. She's a great addition to the Chapman household and I couldn't imagine not having her in my life. In my book, she's the best little doggie in the whole world.



















Thursday, September 13, 2012

It is finished!


Star Strands ~ Awakening is now finished.  I still have to through and edit it, but the story itself is complete.  I can’t tell you how much fun I had writing this book and I hope I’m able to write many more.  The feeling of completing my first book is overwhelming.  I’m excited and nervous at the same time, but I’m sure that I will continue to write even if I fall flat on my face with this book.  I would like to thank my family and friends for the support they’ve given me and of course a special thanks to my father who got me interested in books in the first place.  Without him, I would have never started writing.  Thank you, Dad!

Now that I've finished the book, it shouldn't be too long before I'm back on here.  Thank you and goodnight.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

You must be unhappy.

I always get annoyed when someone says, "You don't believe in God?!  You must be unhappy with your life."  Like believing in a god is the only way to be happy with your life.  I hate to tell you, but I'm actually quite happy with the way my life as turned out so far.  I don't ask myself why God would bad things happen to me when something doesn't go the way I'd like it to.  I don't think people are going to spend forever in a place of torture for believing differently than I do.  I don't get offended when someone post a religious photo on Facebook or Twitter.  I feel the need to go to a stranger's door at 8pm and tell they're living their life wrong because they don't believe as I do.  I don't have a holy book that I live my life by and have to pick and choose the good parts to get people to believe as I do.  All in all, I'm happy and content with my life.

Sure, I'd like some things to be different, but I don't pray for a change.  If I want something in my life to change, I do my best to change it.  I don't get on my knees and talk to an invisible father figure and try to make him change his perfect plan.  I can read a book and not get offended because it has a gay wizard in it.   I've found that when I don't have a supernatural being to forgive me for my wrong doing, I'm more apt to be more careful not to do wrong.  I find comfort in knowing that my dead loved ones aren't in a burning pit because they may have picked the wrong god.  I'm not ashamed to say that I don't know it all.  I strong enough to not be fearful of the things that I don't know. 

It scares me when people ask me why I don't go around killing, raping, and stealing all day.  Is that the only reason you don't do bad things?  Because you think you'd spend forever in a burning pit of hellfire?  Seems like a stressful life.  I mean, how do you if you picked the right denomination?  What if you picked the wrong god?  It just seems like a lot of worry.  The way I see it, if you live a good life, then your actions will live long after you die.  Just try not be an ass.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Rape

I hate it when I see someone talking about a rape victim's clothes instead the of the person that raped her.  I personally think that the clothes a woman wears doesn't mean she's wanting to be raped.  Just because a person is wanting attention, doesn't mean she's wanting to be raped.  Now, I've never been one to wear something that show off anything, but I'm as big as a cow.  Nobody would want to see that.  I know I wouldn't.  When I read about someone being raped, I never think, "What was she wearing?".  Never.  Because it shouldn't matter what she's wearing.  For those that think rape is based on what a woman wears, you're an idiot.  Rape will happen even the victim is wearing overalls.  If someone's got it in there mind to force themselves on another, the clothes the person's wearing isn't what sets them off.  It's already in their head. 
The victim has already been through a lot, without people saying she asked for it by the clothes she was wearing.  She had no choice in the matter.  Instead of telling women they need to wear this or that to avoid being raped, we need to be teaching that rape is something that shouldn't be done!  It's not the victim's fault she was raped.  The fault lies with the attacker.  He was the one that forced himself onto her.  He was the one the committed the crime.  He's the one that should be punished, not the victim.  Instead of blaming the victim, we need to be trying to help them.  There's a lot of mental pain to go along with the physical pain.  If it was a member of your family, would you tell her that she was raped because of the clothes she was wearing, or would try to get her attacker behind bars?  What if  it was your daughter, mother, sister, or aunt?  Would you still be so blind?

Thursday, February 16, 2012

I don't claim to be something I'm not.  I know who and what I am.  I may not be proud of everything that has happened in my lie, but I don't deny that it has happened.  I know my flaws, weaknesses, and issues, but I don't let them run my life.  I will be strong in the years to come with the help of my family and friends.  I'm grateful for them all.  Everyone in my life has had a part in making me who I am today and I'm better because of it.  My father has given me the knowledge I need to question what I believe, look at the evidence, and make a sound decision.  My mother has given me my stubborn nature to never give up even when I'm on my knees.  My grandmother has shown me how to survive when a loved one passes.  My brother has shown me how to step back and think before I speak.  My husband has shown me what it means to always put family first.  My kids have shown me how to truly laugh.  While we don't always agree, we show our love for each other in our own way.  We have our strengths and help each other out in times of weakness.
The best part of family is that they're always there when you need them.  There's no way I can thank them enough for the strength they've given me through the years.  I don't know everything about my family, nor do they know everything about me.  We don't need to know everything to love and help each other out.  The only thing we need to know is that someone needs help and if we are able to give it, we do.  It breaks my heart to see someone that doesn't have a good relationship with their family simply because they disagree on one issue.  I don't think people like me know how lucky we are to have an understanding family until we talk to someone that doesn't have that.  It's hard for me to understand how a parent can disown their child because they don't share the religion.  I just can't justify disowning my kids if they become religious when they're older.
Things like that just shouldn't happen in this day and age.  We should be past that by now.  We should be able to accept people for who they are, not what they're dressed like, the color of their skin, their gender, sexual preference, or religion.  I just can't understand why people feel like their better than someone else because of they 'know' their religion is true and the others are false.  I'm just one more person that thinks we all should be able to get along and not fight over which supernatural belief is better.  It just doesn't make any sense.