Well, my brain does still work, but not in the normal high capacity that I’m used to. See, I’ve been putting the final touches on my novel the past several days: major edits, a few rewrites, and the dreaded formatting. That’s one F word I’d like to forget. Nevertheless, I am so grateful and blessed that I have a published novel coming out in the next few weeks. It’s all pretty surreal.
What’s next? The next novel, of course! But not just yet. No, I have plenty of things to keep me occupied in the meantime. I do have an idea for a memoir, and we’ll see how much of that I can finish this summer. I will also be certified to teach natural health/medicine very soon and am looking forward to seeing what that endeavor brings.
And, oh yeah–I’m managing a musician. =) What exactly does that mean? A summer (hopefully) full of travel and gigs. Thank goodness I have an actual assistant who is helping me manage my own author signings/events/media. What would I do without her? Probably crumble. I’m great at being a support system for others, but when it comes to me, it’s like I need to business coach myself! I’m sure many people can relate to that.
My final term of undergrad began this past Monday. I’m taking four classes, which = 12 units. Think I’m insane? You’re right; I am. At least I graduate in July!
Anyway, stay on the lookout for my book. My poem is already out in the anthology: Live Life: The Daydreamer’s Journal, which is very exciting. My website launched last week, too: tamarhela.com. It’s still a work-in-progress, but hey, it’s functional. I have my hands in quite a few cookie jars at the moment…I’m hoping it all pays off–and soon! I really hope that my brain starts to function normally, because I would much rather write funny, interesting blog posts than just an update.
Being that today is Valentine’s Day, I thought it’d be appropriate to share some of my poetry. I recently found out that one of my poems, Hope, is going to be published in a book containing contributions from multiple authors. Proceeds from the sales will go towards cancer research and those putting the book together will also submit it to the Guinness World Record’s board to earn the title of “Book with the Most Contributing Authors”. I submitted my poem on a whim, not really sharing what I had done with anybody. This is out of character for me, since I love sharing things with people. But for some reason, I kept it quiet and now I have this great news to share with everyone. It feels good to be able to surprise even my family members with something I’ve accomplished. Below is my poem, soon to be published, that I will now share with those reading this post:
by Tamar Hela
Dreams are a tinge of evidence that
Hope exists, but is unaware beyond its existence
As we go through trials, we fantasize
Knowing only what we were taught, which was to
The last poem I will share today is something I wrote in high school. It’s about love–or rather, the cynical side of love. Hope you enjoy!
Waiting For Love
By Tamar Hela
Love is so strange.
It makes one act in a funny way.
Blind devotion to the one they love,
While secretly stumbling aimlessly.
Sure, it will never happen to you,
But are you for certain?
Leading one on like a hypnotist
Always allowing pain to come in.
Why do you torment yourself?
In careless anticipation you wait,
Hoping someday they’ll be yours.
Even brambling blind men can boast of time better spent.
With the rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat of their walking stick.
They lead themselves to a destination,
Whereas love is spent in anticipation.
I hope that everyone has a wonderful Valentine’s Day. Thanks for reading my poetry. I wish you all the best in life and love.