Every Writer Needs The Gift of Patience

Courtesy: deseretnews.com

Courtesy: deseretnews.com

(Sun) 8:10 pm

Dear friends,

I’m learning to be patient with myself. I’m learning to put my fears aside and take things one step at a time. I’m learning that sometimes the worst critic is the self-critic.

He tells us we should be smarter, richer, leaner, more beautiful. He tells us we aren’t strong enough, wise enough or good enough to accomplish the things we desire.

We’re too slow to get it done. We’ve made too many mistakes. He tells us we’ve waited too long and that now it’s too late. Well, I’ve got news for that self-critic in me.

Anything is Possible With God in the Midst

I may not be smart enough but I know someone who is. I may not be strong enough to remove the obstacles from my path. But I know someone who can.

His name is Jesus Christ.

These past few weeks as I’ve committed my full efforts — or at least tried to — in working on my creative manuscript, the GRE and other pursuits — I’ve felt most capable when I’ve relied upon the Lord instead of my own strength. The thing is, every time I try to do things on my own, I’m reminded just how incapable I am of perfection. But my Heavenly Father and His son Jesus Christ, they know and they understand.

This week when I return to editing the stories I’ve been struggling with for the past few months, I’m going to try my best to exercise patience. I’ll think about being simple instead of profound. Being clear in my communication rather than overachieving with metaphors and similes and paradoxes.

When I get stuck in a sentence whose words seem incapable of carrying the weight of what I intended to say or with characters whose voices aren’t quite yet their own, I’ll remind myself that I’m still learning. I’ll remind myself that it’s okay to make mistakes, to get stuck, to struggle to figure things out. Isn’t that what it’s all about? Doesn’t every talent, every righteous pursuit or worthwhile goal take time to accomplish?

So no more shortcuts, or complaints when things get tough. Writing — and even life itself — is meant to be hard.

Upcoming Publication via Akashic Books

On a happy note, I have an upcoming publication we can both look forward to. A short story of mine will be published on Akashic Books’ website (I’ll do a post and share the link to the story when it comes out in January 2016). I’m really excited because it will be my first published work of fiction :)

It just goes to show that patience works wonders. The first short stories I attempted to write — well let’s just say they needed a lot of work. My longtime editor and friend Robyn has put up with me all these years — reading some stories I’m sure gave her a few headaches and now here I am celebrating my first upcoming fiction publication. In a few years time it will be my first children’s book, my first poetry collection, and many other achievements — I’m keeping my dreams in sight like I promised I would.

So onward to a new month and a more patient life. I know I’ll get there and so will you. You can accomplish what you will.

Love always,

a contented Tricia :)

Your Dreams Are Worth Fighting For!


Dear friends,

This year feels like the unending sea, like I’m floating into the unseen distance… not quite sure if I’ll end out where I hope to be. But this I know for sure: my dreams are worth fighting for! I’ve decided that even when the pressure in each day threatens to break me or even when I feel I can’t hold on any longer, I’ll press on still.

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A Little Goes A long Way


I don’t usually reblog. In fact this is my first reblog on WordPress but this poem so aptly reflects the thoughts I’ve been having today that it seems only appropriate that I share. Plus it’s from Opal Palmer Adisa, one of the many writers I stalk online :) If you don’t know her you should!

Originally posted on Opal Palmer Adisa:

Small steps

eventually lead to the topIMG_3571

while if you wait until

you can take one giant step

you might pull a muscle

rip your pants

or slip and fall

Do not loose sight

of your dream

be mindful

life seldom

happens in one giant leap

like anything else such as

building  a house

you must lay the foundation

before you can erect walls

because you are wise

you know a little

goes a  long way


so daily take a step

towards the legacy

you intend to leave…

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Contemplating Stars, Life and Aliens


7:30pm (Fri)

Hello friends,

How has life been? Since the last time we spoke I’ve had many tedious days but I’ve enjoyed them nonetheless. With each challenge that comes my way, I remind myself it’s an opportunity to learn something new. I try not to get overwhelmed by each day’s demands or discouraged by the fact that I can’t write as often as I’d like. Thankfully though I’m still working on the project I mentioned briefly in my last post — the one about aliens. It has led me to contemplate a lot about stars, alien life and my role as a child of God.

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Between the Busyness of My Days


9:26pm (Tues)

Dear friends,

I have not forgotten you. Last time we spoke I was in an in-between sort of place, out of a job, not sure about the future but doing my best to be optimistic. Since then, I got a job and things have been very busy. In between the busyness of my days, my mind wanders to writing. My fingers itch. Sometimes I get the chance to scribble a few words down. Other times, I can barely keep up with my to-do lists.

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God’s Love Brings Peace in Times of Trial










10:30pm (Sun)

These past few weeks have been a whirlwind. One day I went to work, only to find out that my department was closing down. On the same day my husband had an incident at work that resulted in him being home for a week. And what a blissful week it was!

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Reflections on the City I Call Home

Montego Bay Jamaica

12:05pm (Thurs)

I feel a tug-and-war kind of love for Montego Bay, the city I call home. Sometimes I think it is too little to hold me and my dreams. I feel boxed in, crushed by the scent of the sea. The weight of waiting — for a change, a breakthrough — hangs like a shroud over my shoulders.

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