Muse Music: Tuesday Heartbreak

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Hello, my name is La-Tessa, and I am in post con withdrawal :-(

I knew it would happen, it always does.  The Georgia Romance Writers chapter of RWA did another wonderful job with Moonlight & Magnolias this year.

So I’m giving myself 3:36 to pout about M&M 2014 being over,  and I choose Macy Grey to help me with this. (And yes, the title says “Tuesday”, but just pretend it says “Monday”) ;-)

No worries, my official recap will be up tomorrow, and you too will get a glimpse of awesomeness we all had this weekend.




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Muse Music: Windows Are Rolled Down

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Setting the tone for my insanely busy week, that I shall get through without losing my sense of peace and calm.  Let’s go!



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Muse Music: XO

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Inspired by my current short I’m working on, and Beyonce’s VMA performance last night, I bring you John Mayer’s cover of XO.  I love the stripped down, simplicity of his version.

“Your love is bright as ever
Even in the shadows”


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Just Try

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SnoopySinger Colbie Caillat recently released the music video for “Try” {posted below}.  The song, and it’s message, struck a chord immediately.

The opening lyrics to “Try” are:

Put your make-up on
Get your nails done
Curl your hair
Run the extra mile
Keep it slim so they like you, do they like you?

And here is part of the chorus:

You don’t have to try so hard
You don’t have to, give it all away
You just have to get up, get up, get up, get up
You don’t have to change a single thing

The song is about women in general, who try so hard, either through dieting, make up, spending money, etc.,  to get people to like and accept them; to get society to like and accept them. This song, and it’s video, beautifully expresses the theme of the  Seven Dress Sizes collection. While watching this video, my mind went immediately to this particular collection of short stories.

No, not just because I have a story included in this anthology, but because I think we (regardless of age or sex) need more stories like this in the world and in circulation.  They need to be read, to be discussed, and most importantly, they are needed as a counterbalance to all the “standard of beauty” none sense that our girls and boys are being indoctrinated with.  Seven Dress Sizes takes you into the lives of seven different modern women.  All struggling, in a full scope of shapes and sizes, to find the keys to unlocking their confidence, self worth, and acceptance of their individual brands of beauty.

My grandma use to tell me all the time: “Don’t eat anything prepared by a cook that won’t eat their own cooking.”   This is a creative paraphrase as I can’t remember exactly what she said, but you get the idea.  Why would you eat anything (no matter how desirable it sounds, looks, or smells)  if the person who made it won’t eat it?  There are so many people out there in the world that are willing to hurt, maim, starve, nearly kill, or bankrupt themselves all to get other people to like and accept them, when they can’t even like and accept themselves.

We face so many societal pressures, and not just women, members of all minority groups (be them based on sex, race, or privilege).  There has been a time when we’ve all been caught up on trying to be something we’re not, just for the sake of fitting in, or not being ridiculed, or gaining something we think we want/need.  As a mom of 3, I am hyperaware of the many negative images and pressures that exist in our world. I wore myself out trying to keep all these negative influences away from my children. I then took a different approach.  Yes, I still teach my kids right from wrong, but I also place a high priority on allowing them to develop their own personalities, their own interests, and their own quirks.  But giving them this freedom to grow is not enough, I make them to own up and accept themselves for what they are: the things that make them unique, special, and beautiful.

Most of the time, this is involves lots of jokes and laughter. You should SEE some of the outfits my youngest puts together, but as long as it is age and weather appropriate and doesn’t clash too horribly, I let her roll with it.  I can’t tell you the number of times I joke with my son about his love of all things camping and outdoor survival related (seriously, I’ve NO CLUE where he got that from, because it most certainly didn’t come from me).  But hey, he’s not harming anyone and he’s learning valuable skills.  So even though it’s not my thing, or most people’s thing,  it’s perfectly okay that it’s his thing.

But sometimes a serious conversation is needed to reinforce their values, morals, and norms, AND to reassure them they are fine the way they are. I tell them often they cannot, nor will not, ever please everyone all the time. Once my daughter came home in tears and wanted to cut her locs off–which are halfway down her back– because someone told her she “looked like a boy” with them. My response to her was “We can cut your hair if you want you, it’s 100% your decision.  You are beautiful with or without locs, with long or short hair.  However, we are NOT cutting your hair because of something stupid and idiotic some child said to you.”  It took her a couple of months to think on this, she decided she didn’t want to cut her hair after all. :-)

This is my way of instilling a strong sense of self confidence, self worth, and self love  in them.  This is something that took me nearly 30 years to grown into and develop on my own.  I wanted to give them a leg up on the learning curve. I think it’s working and wish more adults would start living and loving for them, not some unobtainable society standard.

Hey, go be you!  Try loving and accepting you for exactly who and what you are. Try not downing those that are not like you or that don’t live up to your standard of beauty, whatever that is.  I’m not saying don’t strive to improve yourself, no one is perfect.  But try looking at yourself with an honest filter vs. the hypersensitive, harsh one.

Just try.


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What is a woman’s worth ? What is beauty? Depending on culture, commercialism, family, or our peers, men and woman have allowed society to dictate a woman’s worth based on nothing more than the outer shell of her existence.

There is no perfect number. No measurement or shape is safe under the judgmental eyes of the world.

No eyes can judge a woman as harshly as her own.



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Muse Music: Be Here Now

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A little something to help me through some minor disappointments & important truths,  and onward through the upcoming.


Don’t let your soul get lonely child
It’s only time, it will go by
Don’t look for love in faces, places
It’s in you, that’s where you’ll find kindness

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S4: The Zero Coefficient

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Faded sunset


“Another sunset, another ending,” she mumbled.

It seemed she was always on the wrong side of the equation; the variable that got cut, the coefficient that gets reduced.

“Friends,” she blew a short breath, “right.”

She released the crumbled square of paper in her hand, the wind took it before it hit the ground.  Tossing the remnants of her hot fudge sundae in the trash, she took one last look at the blue inked paper fluttering down stream, and walked away.

Faded sunset at her back.


(c) 2014 La-Tessa Montgomery. All rights reserved.

Six Sentence Story Sunday

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Snooping typingI discovered the Six Word Story project while binge watching Orange is the New Black last week (it’s not as weird of a jump as you’d think :-) ).   Six word short stories are a collection of stories inspired by Ernest Hemingway’s 6 word story:

“For sale: baby shoes, never worn.”

This gave me the idea for a bi-weekly (weekly if I can get my act together) set of blog posts designed at breaking through writer’s block and training my  creative mind.  One of the toughest things for me, as a writer, is writing daily and writing when I don’t want to.  Writing is a full time, part time job, and I need to write daily when my schedule allows it; NOT when I feel like it.  So creative prompts like these are a good way to prime the pump, so to speak.

I tend to be a bit wordy AND I don’t want to wake my inner editor before time, so I think I’ll go with six sentences vs. six words in this venture.  I also had to create some guidelines for myself, because I know me:

  • Create a six sentence story in one sitting
  • Spend no more than 30 mins (total writing and editing time) on this exercise
  • The first sentence should be six words only (a fun way to infuse the original, 6 word concept) * but this is optional*
  • Have fun and don’t lost track of the fact that this is an exercise only

Today marks the start of Six Sentence Story Sunday (S4).  Anyone that wants to join in, feel free too. Just post your S4, or a link to your blog with your S4 submission, in the comments below. Remember, this is designed to be a warm up and training exercise.  There will be NO critiquing of S4 submissions ever, so throw all the “creative writing rules” out the window and just write. No one is counting your adverbs, no one is correcting your grammar, and no one is policing you for passive sentences. :-)

 Today was the day it seemed.

“Hell, so be it,” she exhaled, pulling her hat further down on her head.

Merging with the burgeoning crowd entering the farmer’s market, she feigned interest in the stalls of fresh fruits, freshly baked pastries, and bright garments on display before her. She was nearly at the back entrance when she was grabbed roughly by the shoulder.

She allowed herself to be turned around, but not before grabbing the Baby Desert Eagle from the small of her back.

“Excuse me darling, but ladies don’t  like being all roughed up like that,” she said, pulling the gun’s slide back.

(c) 2014  La-Tessa Montgomery,  all rights reserved.

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