Cuento De Navidad: La Lavanderia Americana

Cuento de Navidad: La lavanderia Americana

Cuento de Navidad El dia de Navidad se la paso en la lavanderia., y empezo a lavar todas aquellas piezas que estaban sucias. Nunca penso algun dia, pasar la Navidad de esa manera, digamos tan no convencional, en una lavanderia Americana. No habia esas fabulas de Charles Dickens en una cabana donde los sonidos de “Jingle bells, jingle Bells” sonaban en las casas al pasar, y las luces multicolores centellaban en las calles al caminar, en esa usanza antigua del espiritu navideno con personas deseando “Merry Christmas, Sir” , “I wish you the best in this holiday season”, o “Happy Holidays”. Asi pues, el se sento en aquella sillas desvencijadas e incomodas de plastico-quiebra espaldas, despues de colocar las ropas en sendas lavadoras, que sustituian el tallador antiguo, donde manos amorosas solian cuidar la ropa de seres queridos -u odiados tambien- (especialmente mi hermano) quien solia arrojarme pedazos de lodo en mi camisa cuando caminaba ufano y limpio rumbo a mi escuela deseando la mirada de mi maestra que me parecia hermosa, y me decia “que hermoso muchacho, siempre limpio” lo cual causaba el celo de mis demas companeros de jaula, perdon de aula. Los comentarios de mi maestra solian generar un sentimiento ambivalente en el ambiente del salon. Mis odiados enemigos solian tirar cascaras de naranja con ligas de hule en mi cara al descuido, o bien los admirados amigos precoces que en sus fantasias decian que la maestra estaba enamorada y necesitaba una cita que yo decia “nada que ver”. Se lo que sea, no decia que la maestra me gustaba. Espigada, piernas firmes y torneadas, y cuando usaba faldas la veia en su plenitud femenil pues a mis escasos anos podia decir que tenia un cuerpo escultural. Era lo que yo buscaba en una mujer, al menos en aquellos anos de juventud precoz. Are you busy right now? Fue lo primero que escuche cuando conteste el telefono y me saco de aquellos pensamientos de infancia placentera. Seriously I Didn’t want to take that call so I said yes, and hung up on my friend with no hesitation. Enseguida el se puso a leer las noticias en un I-Phone, que era un instrumento moderno propio del siglo XXI y constrastaba terriblemente con la usanza antigua del periodico semanal que solia distribuirse en las navidades perdidas, y en ese entonces era entregado personalmente, es decir de mano, sin perder el medio, ese gesto de humanidad que envolvia trabajo, disposicion y manos amigas por llevar las buenas nuevas donde sentimientos nobles permeaban las paginas de antano, y ahora contrastaban con los tiempos modernos donde la tecnologia y las buenas nuevas era que un arabe mato a decenas de ciudadanos en California, o que Donald Trump haria vida imposible a los mexicanos radicados en el extranjero…WTF? A black girl showed up at the Washateria, put her clothes in the washing machine and sat down next to me, asking if I would vote for Trump as a way of making some conversation, but I wasn’t in the mood of giving political views either, so I said “me don’t speak english” and she laughed. She was a smart girl,with an eagle eye, and asked why was I reading the news in english and I started laughing, of course! She got me. (To be continued)

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2 years ago

How To Write Friendships

🦢        ―        &. FRIENDSHIPS . ( steps to develop friendships )

Good friendships can turn a decent story into a memorable one as, it not only does it make the reader care more about the story, it adds emotional weight to the story.

But there's one problem. Good relationships are difficult to write. You thought writing romance was difficult? Well, writing friendships is a whole new level of difficulty.

Romances normally rely on professions of love and staring into one's eyes for lengthy periods of time. But, how do you develop friendships?

1) Make Each Character Their Own Person.

If a character's only purpose in the story is to act as "the friend", then it's guaranteed that they will be a flat and uninteresting character. This will lead to a friendship that no reader will be invested in.

Unfortunately, a lot of stories are like this ― you have your main character, and then their 1-dimensional friend who might crack a joke every once in a while. 

We have some good examples from movies like Samwise Gamgee from The Lord of the Rings. He isn't just "Frodo's friend" who tags along. He's a gardener and a cook. He has a fascination with elves, a crush on Rosie, and a bad habit of eavesdropping. He is loyal, brave, and can persevere even when there is seemingly no hope.

You see this is in Toy Story as well. Even though Woody and Buzz both have the same goal ― to escape Sid's house ― they both have different journeys. The story means different things to each of them .Woody learns to not be as selfish and Buzz struggles with accepting that he is just a toy.

2) Give Them Something In Common.

Once you have fleshed out your characters, you need a reason for them to be friends. What brought them together? What gives them the reason to hang out? You need to give them similarities.

This can be a number of different things, like:

Status

Hobbies

Struggles

History

Background

Interests

Enemy

Goals

Dreams

3) Give Them Meaningful Differences.

Once you've established their similarities, it's time to dig deeper and create their meaningful differences. Don't just make your characters different. Give them meaningful differences that can build off of each other.

With those differences, your characters can help support their strengths and build them up during their times of weakness. This can lead to a strong friendship.

Here are some great ways to give them differences:

1) Skills.

One of the friend can be smart in terms of intelligence while the other is good at using her hands and inventing stuff.

One might be good at coming up with plans, while the other might be good at improvising when the plan goes awry.

2) Conflict Resolution.

If there is a bully bothering them, one might want to go and blow up at the bully, while the other chooses to ignore it.

If they are having an argument, one friend would want to talk it out maturely, while the other just likes to play devil's advocate and throw more heat into the argument.

3) Personalities.

One is confident and sly while the other is shy and awkward.

A is cold and determined while B is relaxed and compassionate.

B is an easy-going pleasure seeker, and B is a serious planner.

4) Method of Action.

Both friends are trying to break into a house. One will look up videos on YouTube about how to pick a lock. The other friend will just break the window with a rock.

The two friends are trying to persuade someone to do something. One friend uses bribing techniques, and the other friend uses a more passive-aggressive approach.

5) Reaction.

One friend with freak out and the other friend will stay calm.

A will get discouraged and want to give up, and B will encourage them to keep going.

One person is terrified out of their mind, while the other tries to stay positive.

How To Write Friendships
11 years ago

A song to Remember the great John Lennon

3 years ago

3 Tips for Fast Drafting Your Novel In Record Time

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Every year, we’re lucky to have great sponsors for our nonprofit events. Writing Mastery Academy, a 2021 NaNo sponsor, was founded by Jessica Brody, author of the bestselling plotting guide Save the Cat! Writes a Novel. In this post, Jessica shares her tips for getting words down on the page quickly, aka Fast Drafting:

As an author who writes on more than 350,000 words per year, I like to joke that every month is a NaNoWriMo for me. So with the real NaNoWriMo approaching, I thought I’d share my top 3 tips for writing quickly and efficiently, which you can use to easily smash through that 50k mark this November! 

1. You Don’t Need an Outline. You Only Need 5 Things.

As the author of Save the Cat! Writes a Novel, I’m used to talking about plot. But as any happy “pantser” will tell you, you don’t have to start a novel with a full plot outline (although you certainly can!). 

No matter if you’re a die hard plotter, pantser or somewhere in between, I urge you to, at the very least, sit down and brainstorm 5 things about your main character, your plot, and your world before you begin writing. 

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11 years ago

A Lolli Pop; A Story of Love

Marco A. Romero

When I told her that I loved her she did not believe me. She threw the Lolli Pop outburst in my face that had happened when we were kids, and we played hide and seek, the cat and the mouse, and freeze tag (you're it).

I do not know what happened, at that time.

I guess I wanted to eat a sweet and she did not want to share her Lolli Pop with me, so I took it away from her, and I ran to eat it under a tree, and I enjoyed it quietly with pleasure.

The Lolli Pop tasted sweet.

What was not sweet was her heartbroken, and from there she did not want to talk to me. That anger lasted years, maybe decades...

She said I was a bad boy!

Then I remembered, a few years later, when I asked her to be my girlfriend because she no longer had these crazy girl traits, or I did not know if the love I felt for her made me not seeing her as she was because love is blind. ...  By the way, she rejected me...

I argued (trying to be a little philosophical) that love was not related to things, nor was there a correlation between my love for her and the Tootsie Pop that I had taken away from her years ago as children, but she argued yes!!! - In this strange and irrational feminine logic inference and again I repeated to her that I liked the lolli pop, and had nothing to do with love and period (I had to be a man, truthful and make things clear once and for all, right?)

Bad result!

She never talked to me anymore! ... I think she did not like my tone of not regretting what she thought was wrong. The years past by, and as she grew older she was getting more beautiful. I did not know how to make her forget the Tootsie Pop outburst.

I loved her. Really.

A lot.

I imagined in my hypothesis that she would have read the novel of Pedro Páramo , and some of it would have stayed in her heart , because she was too intellectual, with those words "make him pay dearly  the neglect of duty that we had“, or rather, I should say the Tootsie Pop one day he took away from me ...

A decade later we found each other at the law school. I must admit she was a beauty, and I liked her even more. My first impulse was to talk to her, but she again harangued me the Tootsie Pop incident with sweet chocolate that I had taken away from her, decades ago....

Truly I was desperate....

I figured out the reason she wanted to be a lawyer or prosecutor in court. She had this very great talent to explain with detail, with delightful charm, I would say, the

evils and omissions that the accused had committed to reach the tribunal.

But I still loved her and liked her like that.... She was beautiful, indeed.  I was in love with her and I could not do anything else but to be close to my dear love. My crazy heart loved whoever did not deserve to be loved and endured all the insults, rants, and bad moods.  As the time passed intruding questions came into my mind from Descartes, Plato and Thomas Aquinas. She was intellectual and I did not want to stay behind her knowledge, of course….

I told her that "if we think” about that candy, then “it would exist " and it would interfere in our relationship that I wanted to have with her.  I wanted to offer the best of me (my heart, and it sounds corny but sometimes so it is) and that the love that I felt for her would give me the thrust to build those palaces that she deserved and I could not temporarily give, unless we both work hard for it. I would accomplish her dream, of course ... being Descartes.

 I told her what St. Thomas Aquinas said "seeing is believing" and she would see my immense passion trying to meet her each day and at least say " Good morning " when passing between classes. After looking at her, my mind was filled with her smile that I tried to draw later in my notebook when the teacher was lecturing.  Obviously my teacher wondered what the drawing had to do with the notes and explanations of civil law that he had taught...

“None” teacher, I said. It is that I'm in love and love makes me fly like a butterfly.

I apologized and asked him that love should be declared as a pleasant cause of exception to the rigidity of academic schools. This feeling is uncontrollable, -I argued, and suddenly it came into my mind her image, the wind, and the leaves of the shaking trees like a movie, where we both walked together holding hands and being happy to enjoy what life gave us....

(Do not think wrong, I said, I mean the love that I feel for her)

And again, I said, it has nothing to do with you teacher, but with the fact that I am just in love....

Try other methods! My psychologist told me. One day I brought two Tootsie Pops with chocolate inside to make amends to my beloved, but she said that those lolli pops were not the same as the one I had mistakenly eaten...

Afterwards, when she looked at the other lolli pop with an engagement ring, she looked at me, smiled, hugged me and screamed I do!! I do!

That was the biggest hug that I have ever had in my life.

And we both lived happily ever after.... getting married

What is your story of love?

10 years ago

You Inspire Me: To Writing Groups Who Become True Friends

You Inspire Me: To Writing Groups Who Become True Friends

Writing isn’t as solitary a pursuit as many think. Inspiration comes in many forms, but most often, it comes in the shape of people. All month long, we’re asking writers to write a Not-So-Secret-Admirer’s Note to the people who’ve inspired them to take up the pen. Today, participant Suzanne Shaw celebrates her writing group:

Dear Colleen, Kay, Niki, Teresa, and Traci,

Yes, my wild, inspired sisters—you are the reason I am able to write, not just reclusively as writers must, but also as part of a small but vibrant writing community. Aren’t I lucky to have this opportunity to write out loud about what a difference you have made in my life! 

How could we have imagined when we first met at Hedgebrook, a retreat for women writers in Washington state, that we would still be in almost daily contact over a year later? We were together in a historical fiction master class for only a week, learning from the phenomenal Deborah Harkness and reveling in Whidbey Island’s magic. Although Hedgebrook and its dedicated staff remain close to my heart, you are the gift that keeps on giving. Even now that we are scattered from the West Coast of the US to Germany, thanks to technology we are there for each other almost every day, and sometimes even in the middle of the night.

What we have in common connects us — our obsession with historical fiction, alternating fascination and frustration with the writing process, and a passion for red wine with salt and pepper potato chips. I have seen most of you at least once in the intervening year and I cherish those times, too. Only with true friends can you meet and take up the conversation again without missing a beat. And what conversations! Encouragement, sympathy, understanding, humor — each of you has these things in abundance and shares them unquestioningly.

Thanks for always being there, convincing me I can succeed, and cheering me over all the hurdles. Maybe I could do it alone, but I’m glad I don’t have to try.

Love,

Suzanne

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2 years ago

Storytelling Challenge: Character Motivation

“Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water,” Kurt Vonnegut said in his Eight Basics of Creative Writing.

A lot goes into developing relatable characters. You have to figure out how they look and behave. You have to have a sense of their back story. But perhaps the most important thing that ties all the character development together is why. Why do they do what they do? What motivates them?

Just like real people, your characters will be motivated by different things. For the story you’re telling, choose one thing to focus on.

You likely won’t mention it outright, but the motivation you pick will be driving your character’s actions and decisions throughout the story.

Developing Characters Through Motivation

When your characters aren’t fully developed yet, giving them something to strive for is a fantastic way to begin developing them.

How would they go about achieving that goal? What risks would they take? And why do they want what they want in the first place?

You can easily start a story by taking a character, giving them a goal and watching them trying to reach it. Of course, the problem is that there will be obstacles along the way.

Take the example from the beginning of the post: a character that wants a glass of water. That should be simple enough, shouldn’t it?

They go to the kitchen and take a glass from the cupboard over the sink. The tap sputters when turned on, and no water comes out. Weird.

The character goes to check the stopcock, the water is on. Did they forget to pay the bill? Perhaps there was an incident down the road, and emergency works are going on.

From here, the story can go anywhere from Jason Bourne-style spy thriller to a silly dispute with a neighbour-style comedy. All we started with was a character wanting a glass of water.

The Challenge

Join us this week and spend an hour or more writing a story where the protagonist wants something. Pick a goal or some kind of motivation and use it to develop the character as you work on the story.

Storytelling Challenge: Character Motivation

If other characters will be working against the protagonist, what motivates them? Why do they stand in the way of the protagonist’s achieving their goal?

Here are a few examples of character motivation:

security — the character’s security is being threatened

success/recognition — the character working hard to achieve something

acceptance — the character wants to fit in

love/friendship — the character is looking for new friends or a partner

Join the challenge

11 years ago
U.S. Cities With The Happiest Workers More: http://nbcnews.to/1vsaFSM

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1 year ago

Hello, hello, who is the one making all that noise?

3 years ago
Positivity Here

Positivity Here

9 years ago

Claudia

Claudia

Oiga volteé en esa esquina donde dice Laurel, por favor dijo Claudia.

Es usted tan viejito que no alcanza a ver los rótulos de las calles y le tienen qué anticipar las vueltas… Por qué no usa lentes?…

Y Claudia soltó la carcajada.

Cada vez que podía, Claudia echaba en cara su juventud contra mi supuesta vejez, pero era su forma de divertirse conmigo, y admito, a costa mía.

No me importaba ni tenia un conflicto con la edad, de hecho la disfrutaba, al encontrar cosas que en otros tiempos me detenían de ser realmente lo que era: único, especial, con una personalidad que me encantaba. Y debo decir que los temas favoritos de Claudia y Jessica era la juventud y la vejez, cuando podían y sobre todo cuando ambas se juntaban a hacer equipo.

Si los dinosaurios existeieran le dirían… Amigo cómo estás? decía Claudia y si las montañas hablaran dirían pies que por aquí te vieron pasar, secundaba Jessica; si las estrellas se contaran a sí mismas, remataba Claudia, le preguntarían la última cuenta…

Por qué?

Porque antes de las estrellas ya estaba usted!!!!

Jajajajajajaja…

Muy graciosa, muy graciosa…

-Ah, Ya vamos a prosopopeyas?

-Whhhhhat?, exclamaba consternada Claudia

-La suya!!!! gritaba Jessica… Ay por si…

-Jessica te pasaste, reclamaba Claudia, te pasaste…

Muy graciosa, muy graciosa, prorrumpía yo.

Yaya?

Ya le he dicho que no me llame Yaya, decía Claudia.

Yaya porque te dicen Yaya en tu casa?

Ya sé. Porque tanto desesperabas a tu mamá en la cocina que te decía… Ya! Ya! y te aventaba el palote, o sería por eso que cuenta Jessica que te juntaba jugar karate con los hombres y movidas tus manos en posición de karate y decías IA! IA! IA! IA!; o porque tu mamá cuando estabas a punto de nacer decía cansada y con las últimas ganas y en desesperación… ya! ya!

Eres un fastidio y dolor para hombres y mujeres… Algún día cambiarás, hija mía? Te quieres confesar?

- De padre usted no tiene nada! refunfuñaba Claudia

- Lo soy y de dos hijos muy bonitos, hechos con Herdez

- Herdez?

-Hechos cooon amoorr, con toda confianza es Herdezzzz- Usted está loco!

- De poeta y loco todos tenemos un poco

- Usted nunca pierde, verdad?

- Todo lo aprendí de tíiiiiii (puedo cantar?) Todo lo aprendí de tíiii

- Ehe esa es una canción de Ana Barbara!!! Esa es un canción de Ana Bárbara! gritaba exaltada Jessica

-Ay la baba! Este no es el concurso de Adivina por los 64 mil… jugaba Claudia…. Y todos nos poníamos a reír. Jajjajajajaa

Así pasaban la bromas, por momentos, de entre las innumerables del día, multiplicados por mil doscientas lunas que eran tres años, tres meses.

Ese era el juego preferido, ver quién tenía más astucia para hacer va mal al otro, entre el cariño, el afecto y el trabajo.

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