Monday, May 9, 2016
When I was 14, I was diagnosed with a heart condition known as Long QT Syndrome. Over the next couple of weeks, I will be telling my story, my journey through a tough time in my life. It hasn't always been easy, but I will be also sharing with you how it changed me, how I learned to handle the truth, so to say. By that I mean, learning how to deal with side effects from medication and battling anxiety/depression. Most of all, I will be telling how I stopped letting a heart issue control me. And yes, I will be including what exactly long qt is, the different types of the syndrome, symptoms, and everything else that goes along with having Long QT Syndrome.
Fifteen years ago this month, my life changed. It has been a lifetime dream of mine to be a writer. It has also been a goal of mine to write a book about my long qt journey since I was a teen. I think it's time to do just that. This series of posts will be giving a peek through what I will be featuring in the book.
Why 15 years? The truth to that is that it took time to accept having a heart condition, being that I was only a teen and that I would have to live with it for the rest of my life. It wasn't easy having to know that something was wrong with me, but look and be just like everybody else on the outside. It was a time that I felt alone, that no one could or would never know what I was going through. Eventually I found an online support group where I finally felt that I belonged, that I wasn't the only one with Long QT Syndrome. It still gets me emotional at time, but now I am ready to tell my story.
Part 1 of my long qt journey will be published next Monday. I will be posting twice a week throughout this series - probably Monday and Thursday. I encourage anyone who reads this series to share it - I'm doing this for long qt awareness.
Monday, April 11, 2016
“Are you serious?” I asked her, somehow hoping against hope that she wasn’t. She was quite serious. She was getting in the car and driving to California, with or without me. She had just gotten off the phone with Steve Murray and said she accepted the internship position at the Los Angeles Times. I can’t believe she got in.
“Yes, I'm serious,” Stacey replied. “It’s a dream come true.”
“But what’s going to happen to us?”
“What do you mean, Brian?” she asked. “Nothing’s going to change. You know how much this means to me.”
“Of course, I do. It’s just that I never really thought about what would happen if you got in. You're great at what you do, you know that, but it’s a hard program to get into.”
“That's exactly why I have to take advantage of this opportunity. I don’t want to look back and regret not doing it. If you ruin this for me, I don’t know if I could ever forgive you.”
“I can’t tell you not to go,” Brian admitted. “I guess I’m just scared that it’s not going to be the same when you get back.”
“I’m scared, too,” Stacey confessed. “But I promise that it’s not going to change how I feel about you. I’m only going to be gone seven months".
“Well, I guess this is goodbye,” Brian muttered.
“Not yet,” Stacey said. “I don’t have to leave until Saturday. Let’s just enjoy the time we have together until I have to leave. I only wish that you were going with me.”
“I know,” Brian moaned. “it sucks that I couldn’t get transferred to the LA branch. I’ll be right here waiting for you when you get back.”
“I love you,” Stacey squealed as she leaned in to kiss him.
Monday, February 29, 2016
Writing With Meg will be exactly that. My name's Meg and I will be sharing with you my writing.
Writing is my passion. It has always been something that I have always enjoyed since I learned how to write. I couldn't live without it.
I can easily remember the first story I ever "wrote". When I was little, my favorite movie was Beauty and the Beast. I wrote my own version of it - which means that it was more or less the story of Beauty and the Beast told in the perspective and writing of a six or seven year old child. Saying that, it probably had a lot of ands and run-on sentences, among other grammatical errors. My older brother read it and said I had potential (not exact words because I don't remember how he said it way back then) to be a writer. I believed him. That was my catalyst I needed to know that I wanted or needed to keep writing, to become a better writer, and to get published someday.
I was always the person who loved writing assignments. In my freshman English class in high school, we had to keep a journal. At the end of the semester, they got graded. My teacher's comment on mine was that I had a "good flow to my writing". That comment solidified that I was capable of becoming a writer and that writing was indeed my passion. It's one thing to hear it from a family member that you write well, but it's another thing to hear that from a teacher or someone else not related to you.
I will be posting flash fiction or short story fiction stories every Monday. My goal is to write them in less than 300 words. In May, I have a writing project planned - a glimpse into a non-fiction book that I want to eventually get published. It will be a series for a couple of weeks on here. but I'll talk more about that as it gets closer.