The Blogging Bae

  Hey, all!   I know it’s been a couple of weeks since I last wrote but trust me; I was in no position to publish anything, because I had nothing positive to say. I couldn’t be the one to reinforce my motto of ‘moving forward’ because I felt absolutely stuck and lost myself. And sometimes, that happens! Because we aren’t perfect, we are human. We are all allowed to lose our shit along the way. Especially when that shit pile keeps stacking up! Mind you most of us are so used to being on this ride solo, that we go to a dark side instead of asking for help then lash out when no one seems to understand our indirect smoke signals of communication! We become devastated and heartbroken when there is no one pushing us along, the same way we instinctively push others along without prompted or visual aids.  …….Hello, my name is Gigi… and I am an empath as well as a fiercely independent person. It’s been couple of days since my last mental mind fuck……. I apologize to anyone that has felt th

If you are looking for a happy-go-lucky post today, this isn’t the one. Sorry folks, right now I am too stressed to feel anything besides numbness and little faith. However, if ya wanna stick around for this and send me some positive vibes afterward… I will greatly appreciate it.  I’m stressed to the max and have been for a few months. I am used to playing the role of ‘strong one’ but at this current moment my very strength… the thing I pride myself on is wavering. The only thing keeping myself afloat is knowing that I have a book series to write.  I am at the center of uncertain times and I am not talking about this pandemic.  I have worked so damn hard in the past few years that my life seemed to be going in the direction I always wanted it to go but just like life, the rug got yanked from under me.  Everything I worked for has now disappeared and it’s absolutely gutting.  I fully believe that the Universe works in mysterious ways and that as long as I have faith, I will la

  This! This right here… This is called avoidance, friends. This is called the hardest part of my book-which also seems like the easiest-needs to get done. I have two weeks to get it done and I am positive it’s going to take that long. The book itself is finished. As in, the massive chunk of revisions and edits are complete. Now it’s onto the proofreading police. I did as much of the proofreading as I could but anyone will tell you, another set of professional eyeballs are required after this step. I will be the first to admit I am not perfect when it comes to punctuation and grammar. It’s been a while since I have been in any college level English/writing class. I am also certain that even this blog has errors in it along the way. Because, yes! I am only using myself to proofread it. No profos are being utilized on this blog. So with that said, I apologize if you have caught some error I overlooked.   This process will take my team about two weeks to do-hence the timeframe I have to

  December 1, 2021: the book is officially in its final stage. It took six months to write, three months to wait patiently and see if it was accepted by a publisher, a month and a half between myself and my editor for revisions and edits, and about a week for final revisions and grammar checks.  And… According to my Spotify Wrapped 2021 List 32,528 minutes of music! What I have learned from this experience? A few things actually and here they are… In no specific order. Being rejected is a rite of passage. I was rejected on my first try and I was terribly disappointed in myself. I felt like a failure and I pouted for an entire weekend. I sat with my depression and cried. I felt defeated and gutted. But then, I pulled myself back up and submitted to more places because I didn’t want to give up on this dream. I wanted to prove to myself that I could and would and I did.  Music, a memory, and the Pandemic made me do it. So if you feel called to any sort of creative energy, please r