My Declaration Of Independence.

No harm reblogging an evangelical moment! Thank you to Jamie Deeds.

THE BeZINE

I am not governed by a foreign power; I am self-governed.

I am as free as I can be from the control of others.

I am influenced by love and beauty, kindness and compassion, yearning and striving.

I am self-reliant – an independent mind that cannot be reigned in, repressed or shape-shifted to please the status quo.

I do not depend on someone else to decide whether or not, I can express my voice in the world.

I am not determined by fashion – not the next J.K. Rowling – not trying to write the next Fifty One Shades Of Lighter Grey.

I am not determined by the outcome of statistics or the result of a study, or the promise of a guaranteed 5,000 advance sales.

I will not be watered down, nor have my chocolate sweetened.

I am cocoa, Marmite, chilli and garlic ~ an Independent Artist, Writer or Publisher who creates…

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About Dr Niamh

When I was a little girl (a very, very long time ago), I used to love learning new, really big words like ‘discombobulate’. As I grew, my love of words grew too, until I loved them so much, I could not stop writing them down. One day, as I was scribbling a particular word, a very peculiar thing happened. The word shouted at me, “Stop! Don’t put me there!” As you can imagine, I was shocked and nearly fell off my chair. When I recovered somewhat, I said to the word, “Could you stop shouting, please? I am not used to it.” Can you guess what happened next? No! I thought not. The word said, “I might be small, but I will misbehave if you do not use me properly. I will not tell the story you would like me to tell. I will say something entirely different!” I dropped my pen. I hoped that by dropping my pen, the word would stop talking. Alas! It did not. It carried on chitterchobbling, even after the ink had dried. I was in a pickle. I could not allow my words to run away with my story, now could I? I don’t know about you, but when this sort of thing happens, there is only one thing left to do if you prefer not to spend your time arguing. “Very well,” said I. “I will do as you ask if you will just be quiet and allow me to concentrate.” Since that day, I have been paying special attention to every word I invite into my stories. After all, a story should say exactly what it means to say and not be led astray. With love from Dr. Niamh, Ph.D in Learning Through The Imagination and Founder of Dr Niamh Children's Books. www.drniamhchildrensbooks.com

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