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Sunday 11 December 2011

Schoolyard Bullies, More of them Are Coming From the Staff Room

My daughter began her school career in 1994 at a particular school. She was shy and reserved, never having such social experience by way of daycare and being partially emotionally crippled with the family anxiety gene as mentioned several times throughout this blog. She was quickly labeled as weird by the other kids, suffered alone, clutching the wall at recess. This social atmosphere was brand new to her and she just took it at face value. School was a cold hard place. She could never reach out to ask for help, because she just accepted that this was the school experience, she didn't know it could be any better, she had nothing with which to compare.

She adopted a withdraw attitude and bad work habits as is typical with anxiety sufferers which is when the obvious disdain and frustration of her educators kicked in.

Sunday 20 November 2011

The Corporation and Capitalism

Did you know....

Now, I never ventured to express an opinion on systems that seemed, to me, too complex, but with most of the world in financial crisis, I felt a drive to know how it happened. Could I find a way in this crisis to ensure that my family not suffer too harshly in the events that are sure to come?

Friday 4 November 2011

We live with anxiety disorders: A little family with a big problem

It is our greatest hope to slip just beneath the radar, without more than regular attention, to stay secure in our safety zone. Somehow, that is impossible. People sense this and cannot leave well enough alone. They have a need to drag us into their world or to try to figure out our motives. Many people are drawn to it like flies to dung, desperate to slap a label on us so they can sleep at night.

Wednesday 2 November 2011

Navigating Through the Subconscious Mind

Is what you believe deep down the truth or a lie? Is the key to worldly knowledge handed out to only a select group?

This much we know about the functions of the subconscious mind, It does not discern between right and wrong, good and bad, true and false. It will accept as fact that which is deposited and it will store it as truth. The beliefs it uses to guide you through life are the facts with which have been deposited accompanied by the power of emotion and repetition. When you are repeatedly told that you are stupid, it makes you feel charged with emotion and it sinks into your subconscious mind until it becomes a paradigm you hold. Similarly, if you hear repeatedly that you are beautiful, you again become charged with emotion and this too sinks into your subconscious mind until it becomes a paradigm. It doesn't matter that one statement charges you with negative emotion and the other charges you with positive emotion. The subconscious mind is only concerned with data, not justice.

Sunday 30 October 2011

Who the heck am I?

I remember the first time a mentor advised me to just be myself. I was a teen at the time and that was the most foreign statement I could have imagined. Who is me? What would being myself look like? All I had to go on was feedback from outside sources. Sometimes I would hear comments like "you're funny" or "you're bitchy" or worst of all "you're weird". Which was it? Perhaps it was a combination, maybe sometimes I was funny, sometimes I was bitchy and sometimes I was weird. I looked at my parents and siblings and thought maybe I'm just like one of them. That would make sense.

Thursday 20 October 2011

Never Judge a Book by it's Cover

Everyone, everywhere has something... mathematical genius, visual or literary creativity or even heightened levels of awareness. Whether or not these abilities are discovered and nurtured to fruition delicately rests upon multiple, fluctuating variables. Unfortunately, timing is everything. What time period one enters life, which parents are charged with one's upbringing, financial support, level of exposure of said abilities, location and culture lived in, the list of variables is bound to be as long as the list of possible extraordinary talents.

Wednesday 19 October 2011

Defiant or Anxious? I am silent no more!

Generations of my family have been faced with problematic accusations of defiance, apathy, shyness and substandard achievements, but now that these burdens have been passed on to my children I have become motivated to educate anyone who will condescend to read my pros.

Saturday 15 October 2011

To Kill or Not To Kill, That is... a question

There is ongoing debates whether we as a society should be handing down death sentences. Both morally and economically, we wrestle with implications. The death sentence is as old as dirt itself. Many innocent as well a guilty criminals have been put to death over time.

Friday 14 October 2011

Addictions: Not just substance abuse

Have you ever wondered why you seem happier than most of the people you know, or sadder, madder, more afraid? We all have emotion addictions. It's pretty much impossible not to when you think about it. If a child is spoon fed an addictive substance every day of its' life, it is going to end up addicted to that substance. Emotions are highly addictive.

Thursday 13 October 2011

Diary of a Psychopath

Hi, my name is Dave and I am a psychopath. I enjoy winning battles and personal success. When it comes to getting ahead in business or personally, I will do whatever it takes to get me there. I'm not terribly concerned with the feelings of others if they stand between myself and my goals. I have learned to appear to function as a conscientious member of society through the good teachings of my family, but altruism does not drive me. I am, as a result, very charming and have learned the art of happy manners, but I have a hidden agenda. I enjoy being the life of the party and people are drawn to me.

Wednesday 12 October 2011

A snap shot in the life of a tortured child (An excerpt from the book "Diana's Beauty")

I was thinking of my sister as my eyes suddenly opened wide on the crisp scenery of my familiar surroundings. I’d been walking this route for years. Every fence, every rock, every crack in the side walk that promised to break my mother’s back was etched into my memory like the image of my own face. In this instant it was just as familiar, but in a different place, it seemed. It was as if the entirety of my world

A night at the movies


During a rare and overdue outing with a girlfriend at a local movie theatre, I was pondering the idea that a movie was not the best choice for two girlfriends to accomplish any “catching up”. Since it is frowned upon to talk during movies and with the kids waiting for us at home, our conversation could not be lavish tonight. Oh well, that is what the social networks are there for. Tonight would be about clearing our minds of the mundane stresses

Drama, Victim and Spite: A Story of Three Friends

Meet Drama, Victim and Spite, three long time friends on life's dark path. Drama cannot live without the illusions of rejection, victory, fame, isolation and all of the other high profile emotions. She needs to surround herself with the variables most likely to provide the appropriate levels of such renowned emotions. These variables could be anything,