Bibliotherapy

This is so true…it will give you hope!

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Read the book that’s best for you. 

If you’re living with depression, read a novel about depression. If you’re heartbroken, read a novel about unrequited love. If you’re feeling suicidal or hopeless, read a depressing poetry collection, and in a weird way, it’ll give you some hope. And that’s what literature is all about, understanding and knowing that your pain, your suffering is universal.

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I hope…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about hope and true love.  It is for her first book Martha.  Cheers!

I have hope.

I look to the future and see true love.

In time without haste.

A strong and steadfast love.

True love with no hate.

I will wait quietly.

Until God blesses me with true love.

When it is time I will embrace it.

With slight fear but also with joy.

For life is meant for true love.

True love I wait.

Love…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about love for her book Martha.  Cheers!

What is love.

It is surrender.

Surrender to another human being.

For love.  For affection.

Yet at the same time it is affirmation.

Affirmation of the person you are.

Of what drives you.

Of what’s important to you.

For it is only in standing strong and true

That one finds true love.

True happiness.

Stand strong.  Love strong.

But be yourself!

Courage…a poem

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about courage.  The book is slowly coming along.  I am almost at the end.  Slowly I write.  Cheers!

It takes all my courage

To face my fears.

Sometimes I just hold my breath

And do what I have to do.

Sometimes I bury that fear so deep

That I am not aware of it.

But I fear.  Daily I fear.

Now I trust in myself.

And I trust in God.

That trust runs deep.

No one is interested in me.

No one notices me.

What a relief!

It was all so real before.

But it was like a dream.

Not real.  Real is now.

Real is that no one is interested in me.

No one.  No one.

I am alone.

My writing journey…

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Meredith Gibraltar writes about her writing journey.  I have figured out the ending for my  fiction but am still working on the title and the subtitle.  I am slowly progressing though.

I started out with the idea that my book would be three books named Stephen, Theo and The Dominant.  It was meant to be a fiction.  I then started incorporating some of the issues that I face with anxiety and the book took a whole new turn.  Then I thought that I would call the book Martha.  Now I have decided on the end.  I am torn between calling the book Martha or the name of the man that she falls in love with at the end.  I haven’t figured out who that is yet.  I’ll have to see.  While the book followed my footsteps in my healing journey for a chapter, now it will be fiction again based on my experiences in life.  Since it is a romance she will fall in love.  Her journey is the main point of the whole book so I think that I will be calling it Martha.  Then the subtitle becomes very important.  I don’t know what it will be yet.  I will have to wait until I finish the book.

Editing the book is next.  I will send the book to one friend and have her read it.  Then I will send it to the editor.  I haven’t chosen an editor yet.

Then publishing is the most daunting task.  I think that I’ll have to self publish.  I don’t know.  I’ll see when I get to that stage.

Slowly my book advances.  I have to set dates for when I will finish the book to give me incentive.  I’ll do that next.

Until next time…Cheers!

 

Theo… a poem

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about Theo the second section of her book called Martha.  I am still working on a subtitle.  I’ll keep you posted.  Cheers!

Theo.

A time of fear.  A time of love.

You gave me the confidence to step out.

To step out while I feared.

You made me smile.  You made me laugh.

The joy I felt helped ease the fear.

The joy I felt gave me confidence.

The joy, Theo, the joy!