Shakespeare a Day 15

Othello and Desdemona, by Alexandre-Marie Colin

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“That death’s unnatural that kills for loving.” Othello, the Moor of Venice

Love, such a short and simple word, and so much goes into it.  Most things we do during our days on Earth we do for Love – for love of someone, of something, for love of money, for love of success, for love of the planet, of its people, for love of material things … Whether that Love is right or wrong, in our minds, we do it just for Love.  Crimes of passion are said to be committed out of Love – love that has sickened and crossed the line towards death.  Even the denial of oneself for the pleasing of the loved one, is out of love.  All is done in the name of Love.  Love is pure, a higher essence; in our humanity, or twisted humanity, we corrupt it.

Today, think of it – what do you love?  why do you love?

1st Draft – Congratulate Yourself and Celebrate

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Many times we fail to recognize our own efforts, our accomplishments – big or small.  When you finish that first draft of the novel you have written, make it a big deal – congratulate yourself and celebrate.  That first draft is a big accomplishment, you finished a story, you sat down and wrote day by day, despite doubts, naysayers, and PC issues, among other nuisances.  That first draft means a lot to you, and you should be proud, even if you don’t announce it to the world. 

Sure, there is more work to be done, tons more work, but for now, enjoy the sweetness of that first draft.