The Writings of Gatlianne

Premonition

Gatlianne — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 23:21:31 +0000

A few nights ago I was strongly compelled to read Freedom is a Feather, however, I do not own a hard copy of Freedom as I tend to give my hard copies away. Husband was asleep so I couldn’t ask where his was (and it turns out he didn’t know anyway) so I grabbed the computer and pulled up the PDF (and quickly downloaded it to my phone as well for quick reference).

As I scrolled through the pages it was like I knew instinctively which writing I was going for. I read “Be the Change” and knew that I’d written it so many years ago so that I could read it now. It had a great impact on me – a much greater impact in 2011 than when I had written it. Now was the time for me to truly GET what I had written.

Thank you Universe!

A Writer Reads Her Own Work

Gatlianne — Mon, 07 Nov 2011 10:14:00 +0000

Being a Writer it’s inevitable that you must read your own work. Edits and revisions must be done. I’ve read, re-read and read over and again all of my books. And there was nothing different about the current book in the editing process. What was different, however, is that this was the first full novel I’ve edited. Sure there were novels before this one but they aren’t complete or finished. And yes several poetry books. But This was a complete story from beginning to end that I hadn’t read in a year. I don’t know how other writers are but I found myself in awe as I read. I flipped pages, reading with fervor! I wanted to know what happened next! At times I had to remind myself that I’d written the story. Yes I am in awe. I read parts to Husband as I went along as I don’t want him to read the full book until the new revisions are made…he loved everything I read. He even said he thought it was a ground breaking book that was currently needed in the world.

That hit me and I realized I’d been harboring many of the same fears as the main character in the book. She feared telling the truth about her life, putting herself out there…she feared the world’s judgment. I saw that because this book is different and deals with homosexuality I feared no one would want to read it, or that the book or even I would be condemned. So I took to heart a major theme of the book…what do I want? 1 – I don’t want to live in fear. 2- I want this book out in the world.

Whomever is meant to read it will read it. It’s not up to me to decide who that is.

3- I want to be like Aidan in the book…I want to be honestly me no matter what anyone thinks of that.

So, I have a new book. It’s called “Falling Through the Door.” I got scared last year to put it out into the world because of its content…I will no longer be scared. After, edits and revisions are complete the book will go to the agent. if they don’t like it, it’ll go to another one…and another. I believe Aidan’s story can benefit and help others. And I intend to keep going until someone believes it too and publishes it. If no one does I’ll self publish. One way or another, Aidan’s story will be told.

My Life is Funny

Gatlianne — Wed, 14 Sep 2011 19:20:58 +0000

LaLa & M Restaurant Convo:

LaLa: I have to go to bathroom

M: Here??

LaLa: Is the bathroom sketchy here?

M: I don’t know; I’ve never been

LaLa: Well Hoochie Mama came out ok

*Hoochie Mama is the floozied up woman we’d seen moments before exit the bathroom*

M: Well Hoochie Mama probably left something behind!

LaLa: Thanks! Now I’m gonna have to hover with my purse around my neck! You’ve scarred me for life!

Kiss You Full Of Love

Gatlianne — Wed, 31 Aug 2011 16:28:26 +0000

I’m going to kiss you full of love

The beautiful mate of my soul

In this journey I hold your hand

Gently braiding your path with mine

We have been this way before

You held my gaze in times long past

I’m going to kiss you full of love

Like I have many moons along

You are a part of my dear heart

My love, my mate – the one

…to my beautiful Husband

Drawing Down the Moon

Gatlianne — Thu, 25 Aug 2011 03:07:59 +0000

Let me draw down the moon
With each cleansing breath
That brings the energy of the
Earth into me and releases
The energy of me
Into the Earth

Green Gate

Gatlianne — Thu, 25 Aug 2011 03:05:43 +0000

My heart is a Green open gate
In The midst of a flower strewn meadow
It is sturdy and solid
Weather proof
Safe
Yet open fully
With no binding chains

The Changing Light

Gatlianne — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 18:08:50 +0000

I hope I am not the only one
Who notices the changing light
Summer’s Prelude to
Autumn’s Gold
Where the underbellies of the leaves
are highlighted
and shadows fall differently
across the fields of dying corn

The Picture Show of Life

Gatlianne — Tue, 28 Jun 2011 20:34:06 +0000

Porch of Gray-

Wide open space

Gray now mine to color

A picture show of life flying by

Reaching to grasp

The moments far past

That wrote the book of my story

With pages ripped out

Or overlooked

Memories forgotten

Their shocking hold tethers

To then not now

So for future behold

I must let go

and jump to the picture show

of life

Unpacking the Box

Gatlianne — Tue, 28 Jun 2011 20:26:56 +0000

Growth, struggle, emotion

Manifest in dreams

Our inner self

Speaks to our

Outer self

A life full of digging

Digging to Life

Reaching for contents unknown

Like a Box full of brown paper

With a bottomless bottom

Ronronco

Gatlianne — Tue, 28 Jun 2011 19:48:09 +0000

I listened to the heavens’ song

and am now in a state of almost in between

As though I drifted to a netherworld with the music

and am hovering there outside my body

I feel … soft inside…deep…

And with my essence drifting upward

I rather want to cry