Jordan Antonacci's Blog, page 74
October 23, 2017
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know! 
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
Review of my debut novel, The Author, by book reviewer Cristian Mihai
The Author goes live on Amazon Thursday, October 25th. In the meantime, I hope you’ll read Cristian’s review. If you’d also like to write a review, please do let me know!
October 18, 2017
Make Your Own Kind Of Music
“You’re gonna be knowing the loneliest kind of lonely. It may be rough going. Just to do your thing’s the hardest thing to do.”
–Mama Cass, Make your own kind of music
People will try holding you back.
Why does it seem like nobody actually wants to be happy for me? People were making more noise before I’d even written a book than they are now. Now that I’ve finished the book, all my “friends” that “supported” me have gone quiet. Can’t even get a congrats. Now, nobody wants to call, nobody wants to text… Now, I’m hearing some even thought I was too “dumb” to actually write a book.
But you know what? It’s okay. Because it’s the sound of doubt that brings me to the keyboard; it’s the sound of doubt that motivates me. “I don’t need pats on the back from people for my achievements.”
And to all those “friends’ out there reading this, to you, I’d like to kindly extend my middle finger and give you a clear Fuck you. My name may not be on billboards, but like I said, this isn’t even the beginning.
“These people will tell you that you will never make it. Then when you do, they’ll say they knew you were going places.”
No matter what anyone says, there’s never just one way to do anything.
Bruce Lee said, “Don’t get set into one form. Adapt it and build your own, and let it grow. Be like water. Empty your mind; be formless, shapeless–like water… you put water in a cup, it becomes the cup.”
Why just learn one way and follow guidelines and instructions? Guidelines and rules are what limit diversity, creativity and originality. To be truly original, you have to break from what you know. It can be scary, but it’s there that you’ll find yourself.
For me, I think, Why just focus on one genre? Why not learn them all so I can properly blend and portray those elements when I write?
“Nobody can tell you there’s only one song worth singing.”
Live for you, and not for anyone else.
This sounds pretty selfish, so hopefully it’s implied that when you hear this, you turn down the volume a little. Don’t go about ignoring the needs of everyone in your life.
But let’s face it: Everything ends. friEND. People who are there one day may not be there the next. Once upon a time, there was an apartment I wanted–but it was a ways away. At the apartment I was living in at the time, there was a pretty girl up the road I was dating. She convinced me to stay. A couple days later, she broke up with me.
Don’t let emotions effect your decisions. If it’s not hurting anyone, do what you want. Follow your own desires and never live your life trying to impress someone else by hoping to live up to their unreachable expectations.
Ultimately…
Just be yourself.
How?
Stop thinking. People say to think before you leap, but what fun is that? Thinking is one of those guidelines. You think too much and you lose who you are. In some situations, no good can come from thinking. Get out of your head and just be. Life is too short to think so much. It’s too short to be anyone but yourself.
“Make your own kind of music, even if nobody else sings along.”
October 16, 2017
Your Memory Palace is Vast
“…and be grateful; our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.”
–Hannibal Lecter
If you spend all your time living in the past, you won’t be able to move forward. It’s okay to revisit those rooms every so often, to remember what was, the designs of those rooms, and where you came from. But they’re not places still suitable for maintaining life. You have to leave that room; close the door and make sure to lock it.
Move on. Set up new blueprints for future rooms, and build. Expand the mansion that is your memory palace.
Personally, I love the past. Some say those are halls better left deserted, but I still roam them on a daily. Not alone though. No, never alone, for my angels and demons roam those dusty cobweb-infested halls right alongside me. We have to, because sometimes it seems like the past is the only thing left–the only thing left that’s real.
Sometimes those rooms are simply the only places I want to be. Even though there’s no air in them and I can’t breathe, sometimes I feel I’d be comfortable just lying down and dying in one. The only difficult decision would be “Which one?”
I’d choose one that took me back to when everything was simple. When life was fun and not such an endless chore.
“The few mathematicians who could follow him might say his equations begin brilliantly and then decline, doomed by wishful thinking: Dr. Lecter wants time to reverse — no longer should increasing entropy mark the direction of time. He wants increasing order to point the way.”
–Thomas Harris, Hannibal
But that can’t happen.
The most I can do is revisit those vacant halls that echo with a never-ending silence, knock and hope the angels or demons welcome me inside. In the meantime, I hold blueprints to turn my mansion into a fortress.
Visit if you’d like–but depending upon which door you knock, I can’t promise you’ll leave.
Advertisements
