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Rude people and why I don’t do concerts

5 Nov

It’s rare I go to concerts lately, in part because of how expensive tickets are, in part because I can only take so much rudeness (and stupidity) in one place at the same time. Let me explain:

Beginning of October I went to a Cyndi Lauper concert here in Phoenix. She’s one of my favorite singers and her songs timeless. Along with two friends we purchased our tickets six months in advanced and, every time we met, we inevitably talked about the upcoming concert and about the fact that “Girls Just Want to Have Fun.”

Little that we knew, our expectations were far from truth thanks to selfish and rude people. As soon as Cyndi Lauper walked out on the stage, the entire room stood to applaud and cheer, and of course we did the same. Eventually Cyndi alternated her songs with fun stories, and most people sat back down. Most. About three rows in front of us a couple stood and no matter how many times we all in the back asked them to sit down, our requests were ignored by the woman especially; while her husband (or friend) chose to sit now and then, she did not sit for one bit.

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I really tried hard not to let them take away from my experience but the more time passed and the more they refused to sit, the more annoyed I turned. How selfish one can be to ignore everyone around them and not care? And that was not all. Halfway through the concert when I resigned myself to seeing Cyndi sing only when she moved from one side of the stage to the other but never in the middle, the guy in front of me yelled “Sit the f*** down!” To which the woman turned and flipped us off with both hands.

Unfortunately that was not the end of rudeness; during one of the breaks from singing Cyndi used to tell us a story, a guy yelled, “Shut the f*** up, Cyndi and sing!” Loud and clear for everyone to hear it. Not even fifteen minutes later, someone else, this time a woman used similar words to everyone else’s dismay. I’m assuming Cyndi Lauper is used to that kind of behavior because she was very gracious about it, but for me it was shocking. Are we that entitled and self-centered that we can’t think of anyone other than ourselves? Is it too much to ask to conduct ourselves in public in a respectful and kind way?

And then, there was the drinking, so much so that some stumbled out of the room at the end of the concert. Don’t get me wrong, a glass of alcohol now and then, either at home or with friends, I totally agree with it. But at a concert you don’t come to get wasted only to turn around and jump behind the wheel, putting not only your own life at risk but that of others, innocent people. If drinking is what you want to do, by all means please do us all a favor and stay at home, watch TV and drink until your brain swims in alcohol. You can stand up the entire time and sing as loud as you want, do whatever you want (including flipping off whoever you want until your fingers numb in pain) and without affecting others. No one will miss you. I know I won’t.

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Addicted. Taking a rain check on curing myself, thank you very much.

14 Dec

Existential questions have always been on my mind: why am I here? What’s the purpose of life, my life? What am I supposed to do?

Most of these questions remain so far unanswered while I grow … wiser one day at the time. But I do try to live my life in a way that it has purpose. I take each day as a brand new chance at something to create, something to leave behind so when I’m long gone people will remember me.

Several years ago, while on yet another quest to figure out who I was, I began writing. Doubting every word I wrote and myself a story took form. The more I wrote the more this fountain of creative juices rose inside me and before I knew what’s happening, I became addicted. My debut novel titled Hidden Heart was published in March of 2011. Since then three other novels spread their wings for the world to read them: A World Apart, Born In Vengeance and Born In Sin. Me Tarzan—You Jane is my latest novel out on December, 6th 2014. Several other stories are in process of being developed / edited / finished.

From an early age we learn that addictions are bad: drugs, alcohol, tobacco, gambling—you name it. I’ve long acknowledged that writing is my addiction. But I’ll be damn if I ever try to rid myself of it. No rehab, no treatment, no therapist or counselor would ever convince me this addiction is bad. You know why? Because unlike all other addictions writing nourishes my heart and soul. Writing gives me purpose, part of me as my very heart and, “until my moment comes / I’ll say… I, I did it all…”~ I lived by One Republic.

Same theme–different takes on it

17 Nov

When you put together creative minds something spectacular comes out: an anthology of wonderful stories meant to make you fall in love with fictional heroes and heroines. From as far as Henry the VIII’s regal court to modern day, from angels and demons to urban fantasy to alpha males and sassy women these short stories have as a common theme A great Big World’s song Say Something.

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Some songs really touch my heart and Say Something is one of them. When I first heard it, it made me pause. The lyrics gave me goosebumps, almost like a cry of desperation and pain. Watching the video totally sealed the deal for me: I will one day write a story about it. 

That day came sooner than I expected when I was invited to participate in the romance anthology called . . . Say Something, along with six other amazing authors. Its release day is fast approaching on December 1st, 2014 and I encourage you all to get a copy at only .99cents, for a limited time only. Find it on Amazon and B&N.

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Say Something–The making of a story

10 Nov

FBbannerSometime in April of this year I found myself surrounded by a bunch of friends as creative as I am: authors. For a few days while at the Desert Rose Writers Conference we breathed, ate and drunk … writing and loved every bit of it.

“Guess what?” Morgan Kearns came one morning to give me a hug.

“What?” I returned the hug, then hugged Kris Tualla and Deena Remiel, one of my favorite trio in the writing world.

“We are gonna write short stories based on A Great Big World’s song ‘Say Something.’ Then release them as an anthology. Take over Amazon and all the charts. What do you think?” Morgan said, eyes sparkling.

“Oh, I looooooooove that song. That’s too cool!” I said, my mind already humming the song.

“You in?” Morgan continued.

I glanced from Morgan to Kris to Deena, not believing my ears. “Really? You want me in it?”

Morgan thumbed my shoulder. “Not you, your story, silly.”

I pretended to wipe my forehead. “Oh, geez, I was worried for a second there thinking you want me in it. That’s what you said, right?”

Morgan rolled her eyes while we all laughed. I was ecstatic about being included, but also honored they thought my writing was good enough to be part of such a project.

My Muse shadowed me for a few days afterward. I took advantage of her presence and went hard to work. I had started Oscar and Grace’s tale a few years ago but never finished it. Somehow their romance fitted the Say Something theme and so their story took off on its own.

Fast forward to present day. Oscar and Grace are ready to entertain you in the short story titled “Meant To Be” as part of the anthology called “Say Something.” The anthology will come out December 1st, at a super low price, only .99cents available on Amazon, B&N and Smashwords. But hurry up! After Jan. 1st 2015 the price will go up to $2.99. 

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And for those of you who aren’t familiar with A Great Big World’s video for “Say Something”, here it is. Enjoy!

Isn’t it beautiful?

1 Nov

Finally here, the cover for the Say Something Anthology inspired by A Great Big World’s song “Say Something.” Seven short stories by seven talented authors: Angelica French, April London, Deena Remiel, Kris Tualla, Morgan Kearns, V. S. Nelson and last but not least yours truly, Camelia Miron Skiba. Publishing date: 12.01.2014.

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Isn’t it beautiful?

Surprise marriage proposal at Home Depot

13 Sep

I stumbled upon this cute video today and I have to admit it brought tears to my eyes. For a long time I’ve been… judgmental toward gay/lesbian people not because I’m a religious person (I’m not) but because I believe in what happens-in-the-bedroom-stays there. I’m a very private person when it comes to relationships and old fashioned. What can I say? I’m not perfect.

Today I have to admit I learned a great lesson, thanks to this wonderful gay couple. And I think I owe them and their community a great deal of apologies for not accepting them for who they are: people who are entitled to find love and be loved. People who go to Home Depot to buy lumber. People who dance. People who sing along. People who surround themselves with friends and family and count on their support and love. People who go down on one knee to propose. You know, people like us.

I’ll probably remember this day for a long time. It’s the day I opened my eyes to see the world more colorful, more loving and above everything–more tolerant.