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How to Get the Girl of Your Dreams – Guest Blog by Stuart Kennedy


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How to Get the Girl of Your Dreams – Guest Blog by Human Behaviour Psychologist, Stuart Kennedy

Hello there my name is Stuart Kennedy; I am Alexander’s younger brother and also human behaviour psychologist. I was turned onto psychology when Alex was first diagnosed with schizophrenia and I heard certain terms and phrases thrown around in conversations, so I did my homework and learned what they meant and several years later I am a fully fledged HBP. I heard about the noise my brother was making on his blog and I thought I would do the brotherly thing and add insult to injury along with my two cents. Hope you enjoy.

I am here to tell all of the LOVE CRAZIED DUDES out there; I have found your holy grail. Now I know at one time or another within our life’s we fall hard for “That one.” Beautiful, no word comparison, I hear fifties music in my head when she is near, she makes me want to watch chick flicks – Girl. I am here to tell you how to get her and it is really simple and short.

Now I know with other websites or advice you hear, “Some people have it and some people don’t.” Or “Beautiful people go with beautiful people and the rest can wrestle together.” (Well I made that last one up….) Forget all of that. I will give you one scenario and why it will work, I will show you the psychology of it, something those other sites forget to tell you because they are not me. And all I need from you is to keep reading and to look deep within yourselves and pull out a slither of CONFIDENCE – For once in your life, fight yourself, for something you want!

(We Kennedy’s pride ourselves on our talent, can you tell? Haha!)

Picture this… You are casually walking around the mall or somewhere else and there she is, TIME STOPS,  she is sitting with a group of her friends, probably giggling about some movie or some lad. Now you stroll over to her and lean in so everyone at that table can see you; you stare into her peepers and you say these words.

“Can I just say; there is no one on this planet that is as beautiful as you within my eyes.”

Now walk away, do not turn back… Play it cool.

DONE!!!

Okay, granted at this time you may be laughed at (I am 100% certain she will not be the one laughing, she will be taking your words in. And women like guys to notice them in seas of other fish.) If she knows you exist. But here is the clever part to my method; you don’t have to be a good-looking dude for this to work, because YOU WERE THE ONE TO SAY IT TO HER!

Not her boyfriend, not other stylish guys… But that guy who has nothing but his heart to give her.

Now she will return home that night after joking about that guy who said those words and she sits next to in Math, she will lay in her bed and THINK ABOUT YOU those words will be swimming within her thoughts, thus a chain reaction has been formed, a bond has been made, all because you reached into your soul for a little confidence.

Now if my powers of observation have taught me anything, the next time you two meet will be on her terms, not yours, if you two bump into one another it is usually because she has come and tracked you down… FOR MORE NICE THINGS TO SAY TO HER!

My logic is sound on this, trust me. Oh yeah, always play safe. 😉

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I really hope my relationship advice has helped you, I will be back in the future for other guest posts on my brother’s blog to give you folks some more.

I also hope you continue to carry on reading Alex’s work, I can see greatness in this one… (Sorry, an old family joke. We’ll tell you later.)

Stuart Kennedy

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Guest Blog from James Buysen


Hey psycho people! Here we have another awesome writer in the making, I would like to introduce to you James Buysen. All of us here at young adult fiction welcomes you to the halls of insane, James!! READ MORE OF JAMES WORK HERE   thepaperbackadventure.com

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“I turn 21 tomorrow, the day I can officially consider myself an adult. My awkward teen years are behind me, I’m going to make something of myself… oh, who am I kidding? Look at me. I’m pathetic. I’ve got no friends, my parents are ashamed of me, I’m flunking all my classes at Uni. In ten years time I’m still going to be living the same dead end life I am now.”

Story of my life really; Scott Grafter the outcast and failure, no friends and nothing to live for. What I wouldn’t give… just to do something with my life.

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As Scott slept that night he was unaware of the cost that wish could bring him, some deals just aren’t worth the price. But the haze of youth can cloud the judgment of the desperate. Whilst Scott slept he was unaware of the choice he was about to be given.

“Mr. Grafter?” only a few seconds ago he had laid his head down onto his pillow. “Over here Mr. Grafter.” He could feel the rough surface of an asphalt road beneath his feet. His spun around to see where the voice had come from; he stood at the centre of the crossroad outside his house. Opposite him stood the silhouette of a man hidden in the shade cast by a street light on an old oak tree. “Do you know where we are Mr. Grafter?”

Scott looked around; he was clearly no longer in the bed in which he had fallen asleep. He was not even in his room for that matter. “We are on the street outside my house.”

“That is correct Mr. Grafter.” Scott eyed the silhouette warily. “It’s your birthday tomorrow isn’t it?” The man looked down at his wrist, “twenty three minutes to be exact…”

Scott didn’t speak; this was possibly the strangest dream he had ever had. “Sorry, how rude of me, I completely forgot to introduce myself. My name is Alistair.”He stepped from the shadows to reveal himself, an average height man dressed in a cheap dinner suit. Cleanly shaven and short cut hair; he had the air of a door to door salesman who sold useless ‘necessities’.

“This is a dream isn’t it?” Scott pinched himself with no effect.

“On the contrary, this is very real Mr. Grafter. I mean, this is all in your head but you can be assured this is far from a dream.” Alistair offered a hand to Scott.

Scott looked at him for a moment and then at his hand, he did not move. “Very smart Mr. Grafter, you do not know me, how could you trust me. Perhaps we need to find some common ground?” still Scott remained quiet. “Do you love your parents Mt. Grafter?”

Suddenly he had taken Scott’s interest, where was he leading with this? For a moment he thought the man’s eyes had flashed a bright pearlescent white, almost demonic.

“Of course you do what a stupid question. What if I told you, you could save them?”

“What is that meant to mean?” Scott had started to fidget now.

“Earlier tonight your mother forgot to turn off the oven… it’s still on right now; a very easy mistake to make.” Scott eyed the house, he made to move but found his body frozen stiff. “Hold on Mr. Grafter, your forgetting something. We are still in your head.”

“Let me go.”

“I can’t do that.” His tone changed, he had suddenly become very stern. “Even as we speak it is too late, too late for you, too late for them. I can give you a choice though.”

Scott tried with all his might to move, to get free of the grip on him. “Why should I believe you?”

“You smell that?” It was the smell of smoke, Scott could smell it strongly but he still didn’t trust it. “You can wake up now and deal with the consequences of your choice…” The windows in his house as it stood there behind Alistair lit up in a blaze of fire. “Or you can make another choice. You can save them, and in return you will work for me. Your life will have a purpose.”

Was that it? What did he have to lose?

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If only it had been so simple, he had shook Alistair’s hand that night and his life had changed forever. He had awoken in a burning house and dragged his parent’s unconscious bodies from the flames. He was made a hero. His face was all over the TV for weeks. Never had he felt so loved by his parents and the people around him.

At the end of the second week though, Alistair came to him again. It was time for him to hold up his end of the bargain. He would become a Grimm; a soldier of the Covenant. For eternity his soul would be held until his dept was deemed repaid.

For months he wore the price of his parents lives; until he learned not all had gone so well for them. Whilst he hunted souls that had run from their deals; his parents had died in a fiery car crash. He had sacrificed his soul for them, only to have them taken from him months later. And then he learned the worst part… a soul saved through the selfishness of another would be condemned to an eternity in the pits of hell.

He had not asked any questions; he had been promised a purpose in life, a chance to be more then what he saw in himself. Without thinking about the cost he had taken the reward, and it was only temporary. It was snatched from his grasp like it had never been his at all.

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“You realize that if you do this, you will be hunted as a traitor and a rogue? It is forbidden for a Grimm to peak through the veil.” Scott had managed to track down a highly reputable Psychic who was reported to have a direct line to the souls of the damned.

“They are there because I put them there. If there is even a chance I can save them from the fate I have committed them to, then I owe it to them to do just that.” She closed her eyes and took a hold of his hands as they sat across the table from each other.

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Guest Post From Writer Paul Smith – The Most Popular Blog Topics


This Guest Post is Fantastic, with you all the way Paul. – Thank you!

The Most Popular Blog Topics

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The laurels of successful bloggers become more and more attractive to the average man. Hundreds and thousand blogs are created, but so few of them become popular and interesting for readers. The advisors usually say that the key thing is to get determined with the blog topic and keep it. It’s also widely known that people prefer the blogs of the experts in various spheres. But what are you going to do if you’re far from being an expert and still are not determined what to write about? I can propose you several topics which are considered to be readers-friendly and proved their vitality:

  1. Celebrities. Looks like people will never stop being interested in celebrity gossip. Celebrities embody the unrealizable dreams of an average man, the dreams of being filthy rich and popular. That’s why if you keep your hand on the pulse of what is going on in your idol’s life, and present it in an interesting manner, you soon will find the readers.
  2. Self development. We are no longer surprised by the vitality of positive thinking and constant professional and personal development. For these purposes, we need someone to deliver us a new portion of inspiration or useful everyday tips that are said to make us better. This is why such blogs are popular. And if you keen on this topic and have something to say, don’t stop yourself any longer!
  3. Personal finance. Everybody can earn money. But when it comes to spending, we sometimes do the awful mistakes about managing what we earned. That’s why the topic of finance is timely as never – how to save money, how to invest, and lots of such ‘how to’s’ are always in demand.
  4. Technology. In the constantly developing world of the gadgets and new apps we look for a guide to help us to get oriented in such a huge diversity. If you feel that all these reviews and technical tips are your cup of tea, then get to it. Your hobby will be interesting for many if you’ve got something to share!
  5. Online shopping. Trade constantly moves to the internet and will continue to do so. That’s why the audience of such blogs is supposed to grow accordingly.
  6. Health. There’s a huge disproportion between the improvement of life conditions of people and growth of the number of sick people and serious illnesses. The reaction for that has become the appearance of a trend of healthier living, that becomes more and more popular. Big city dwellers are interested in knowledge how to keep fit and healthy until the long age. Maybe you can advise them something?
  7. Educational blogs. Students are always looking for an information on getting a grant, participating in exchange programs or other student activities. If you ever tried something like this, then share your knowledge.

A lot of other topics can be suggested here. But there’s one main thing about one of them – whatever you pick, write about this in your own and original way, share not only the facts, but your opinion as well. Such bloggers are always interesting for people.

About the author: Paul Smith devotes a great part of his time to the writing for http://cleverpaperwritingservices.com. You may see it by the numerous articles he creates. Any topic may be discussed by him, no matter how difficult it may be. In order to get acquainted with his works, you are welcome to visit the site he works for. Also, you may join his personal page Google+. http://plus.google.com/u/0/109013041940492187102?rel=author

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What Type of Writer?


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“Writing”, 22 November 2008 (Photo credit: ed_needs_a_bicycle)

For my Writing Friends

I stand now; I stand a man with no future as of yet, twiddled by his past and troubled by his condition but still I stand toe to toe – nose to nose with this epic-fail named my life. Yes it may have a detrimental state on my being but in life’s chess game I can hold all of its weight because they call me Alexander the Great Writer.

I am different writer from all of you, which inevitably makes me stand away from the pack, I’m a lone wolf, you hunt your prey, I am more of a devilish creature; I wait for my food to come to me. Decipher that how you will. But I have watched and seen so many of a’writer creep up to a literary agent with a piece of work or a manuscript, shaking with so much possibility for a publication or perhaps a good phrase. But —

“Excuse me; this is my manuscript, its call Dead on The Water. It’s a psych-thriller novel. Everyone who reads it says it is awesome. Could you give it a read, please?” The writer stammers as he shudders in his boots.

“Sure thing, it will be the first thing I will do right after I do this other thing I have to do.” The clips of the high-heels simmer away through the double doors of the agency.

And what a shock! Nothing comes to pass.

But I devised a plan. One that will be more treacherous and longwinded than your way, I will write a blog! Write everything I can, whenever I can. Gain views upon my work through the blog and social networks. And in time the RIGHT-EYES will stumble upon my words. – The idea doesn’t seem that great when I write it down like that, but if I do my own thing I should get to where I am going through gaining attention. Oh yeah, for all you wannabe writers. A blog can be used as a portfolio for your work, so anyone wanting to know what you write like before contacting you, can view it, so write your best pieces. It’s a lot like putting on your party-dress and attending a ball, you want to be the best piece of polished writing-skirt at that place, so you get lucky and go home for the best damn night of your life. I think I got carried away with that part, I’m back now.

Now my talent or skill; to me it resembles a ship on the ocean, it could be calm and controlled on the water but like the weather, within an instant it can turn harsh, deadly and challenging and then there’s days of waves of poetry; but you have to look out for them.

These words I give birth to can conquer all forever, whatever the weather whether I wither or whether I turn killer and send this world into global terror, I shall. Whether I use poetic stories or general stories to get my emotion pen across, I will, by any means necessary. I may be a female pin-up centrefold and my words may be censored gold, but the reality is my reality is something I can never truly hold, my job sucks and my bed is never cold, fact.

But I write everything and when I say everything, I write everything on my mind at the time I am thinking about writing. But in a way that is educational for other writers due to my ability to play with the words. Also in diary fashion so people just wanting to pop in and check out if other people are having bad days just like them. And then you have my dark side that gravitationally yanks people in to show my mental illness and how I write about it, along with the why strapped to it and the ferocious way I chuck words around that they could never even muster to think about using.

Take away this hurt, please. It feels as if my brains will flower-blossom from beneath my skull, splitting my life into death. I am crumpled on the floor taking this beating from myself because I must; squish my eyes shut so no tears are spilt.

These med-kits have no instant direct-hit on these chugging headaches.

You see I write everything I see. I could be watching TV and everything the characters on-screen are acting I am writing EVERYTHING that I see. –

Davis stretches through the doorway, gun handle strangled, index finger at the ready to twitch. His eyes mean business with his bad acting; but the bad guy is going down. The shadow of a silhouette passes the kitchen door; Davis barely caught it in his peripheral vision.

So on and so forth. Hey, you can always watch what I was writing.

But it is a great way to further your talent. Watch something and rhyme off quickly and efficiently, so when it comes to tackling you work, it’s not only a great piece of writing it’s also a piece of pi$$ to do it.

Stay shiny!

Keep those pens busy!

Alex – The great writer, it’s got a cool ring to it.

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My Evil Pen Told Me To Write This


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Crumple up the skies and erase out the white clouds, a slight breeze will press against my skin, watch how it bubbles with the burn of righteousness. Stomp on their homes and the photo family portraits; keep their blissful memories beneath your feet, Alex.

I was born to cause havoc between the bars of these pages, does that make me a prison baby? Time to turn this pen around within my fingers, shoot for the stars in my eyes and jab because I have seen the horror of their entertainment they rub upon me. Alex, squish your dreams, blood tears will fathom under the fathoms forever, so you can shake that idea out of your pretty little head.

I am about to destroy whole civilizations with thunder and lightning with one of my brain storms; on my hands and knees I am repeatedly stabbing the ground with my pen and watching it seep ink. The pen is mightier than the sword, but its okay, I was born with two hands to carry both; Insert my evil guffaw laugh here!

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I have come along way from being a hobbledehoy but like every black caterpillar I transformed in a beautiful poisonous-psychotic-writer-fly. I am no longer aberrant because this is my bailiwick. I will bereave for my lost soul which rests in pieces, twitching with semi-life haunted by the decay of heebie-jeebies. My pens duty now is to immolate all that is wonderful and tranquil, where would this world be without a little anarchy?

You are no writer because you do not write for yourselves; you think of the small minded and only catch the small eyes, one day when I die, my legend will live on within my works, to slink out from the basket when the flute of darkness is played. Serpent? Yes I am.

If you would like to clash swords, I was forged in the fires of family and cuddled by the cold wind of the rough sleep of the street, pelted with pills by doctors as I sit naked in the corner holding on to dear life to the bad memories. So tell me, how would I not fit into fame? They will call me eccentric but we will hold on to the truth.

This is my quest, my journey to love hate. My curse, my job, my destiny and no one not even the almighty himself can prise me away from this. You may know words, but I see words in all, this is where the line is drawn and if you ever think to cross the line, I will take my pen from its holster and create a masterpiece that could inevitably murder your career.

I love wordplay; the play on words is my job title, I may not be entitled to make money from my writing but I know one day I will receive that knock upon my door. My eyes will darken and my soul will tweak with excitement, all alone staring at the sun, I will get closer to it than Icarus. Through any kind of darkness comes some sort of light. Bring forth my pen, Alex, it’s time to keep your pen busy.

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The Guardian also wrote an amazing article about creative writing, I suggest you take a look and get an insight if you are interested. http://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/mar/14/creative-writing-courses-advice-students

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