Faith Simone

All Things Written…To Inspire and Encourage

Very Inspiring Blogger Award!

My heart is full at receiving another blogger award! This one is very dear to me as it is given for being a very inspiring blogger. That’s one of my number one reasons for blogging. I love to motivate and inspire people. I’m grateful to Kim Gosselin of for nominating me. Please check out her wonderfully positive blog about family, blessings and life lessons. You’ll love it!

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Now on the award. I’m supposed to nominate 15 other bloggers for the award, but that seems super daunting to me. I’ll just put it like this: if you’re a blogger and you’re reading this, then I nominate you. I’m sure that’s against all sorts of rules, but you’re obviously a person of excellent taste so I think it’s okay. If it’s not then I suppose the award committee will come and take my award away…that would suck.

I’m also supposed to list seven interesting facts about myself. Here goes:

1. I’m currently obsessed with lipstick, especially the Butter line by NYX. I’ve sworn off all other forms of make up for a while and lipsticks have become my security blanket. I think I’ll do a blog post about WHY I’ve sworn off other make up soon. The reason is more complex than you might think.

2. I’m having separation anxiety about my first novel. It’s past time for it to go to the editor, but I keep putting off my final read through of the last few chapters. The thought of letting it go and starting to write my next novel makes me hyperventilate.

3. I have issues. See number 2.

4. I have a passport without a single stamp in it yet. That can either be seen as a testament to my unwavering optimism or as a kind of pathetic fact. Your choice.

5. Public speaking terrifies me, but acting doesn’t. I have no idea why. Maybe it’s because when I act, I become someone else. Maybe I need to invent an alternate persona to help me speak publicly about my book and perform my poems. Something like Faith Fierce? See number 3.

6. I attract weirdos like bees to honey. Unusual people consistently seek me out at grocery stores, social gatherings, etc. I guess like does indeed attract like.

7. I primarily enjoy receiving these blogger awards because it affords me the opportunity to talk about one of my favorite subjects: me! I’m okay with that.



Avoiding Distractions While Writing

Faith Simone:

Practical advice and tips from a seasoned writer. Check it out, you won’t regret it!

Originally posted on Michelle

Fellow author Jeaninne Stokes and I recently corresponded about a common question: How do you keep from getting distracted by your writing while writing. Specifically, if you’re working on chapter three, how do you keep from going back and fixing something in chapter one without getting stuck in chapter one again?

Just so you know: I am not the queen of staying-on-track. However, I have devised a few tricks that keep me from getting completely derailed when I write.

1. Write description later – If I’m writing a restaurant scene and I have no idea what the restaurant looks like, but I know exactly what I want my characters to say to one another at their table conversation, I skip to the conversation because I don’t want to mess up my flow. I make myself a note in the text (see below) and then I come back through and describe the…

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Know Me…

silhouette of man and woman

I don’t just want a man to hold me

I long for someone to know me

Console me…Intimately explore me

Then grow me and show me

That true love is so much more

Than any man has ever told me

Not interested in sex with the ex

Or even the next


He chooses me

Not to use me

Never to abuse me

Willing to lay down his pride for me

Wife me…and commit his life to me

I don’t need a man to pay my way for me

Not looking for one to fight my battles for me

Just ride beside me and

Understand the passions that drive me

Take time to see me for me

No comparison to any woman who ever came before me

Except to confess

That they were so much less

Than the one he has now…

Cream of the crop

In other words ‘the best’

Never bringing the stress

Flying past every test

Got your heart drumming

Staccato beats in your chest

Yet still bringing your soul

To that place of rest

So will the brother

That considers him self able

To meet this challenge

And abide at my table

Make him self known so that he can

Feast on my delicacies

Grow strong on my heartiness

Compliment all about me that is savory

And indulge in my sweetness?

But only if you are ready to

Know me…

Did you relate to this poem?

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Book Review: Panther in the Hive by Olivia Cole

panther in the hiveBook Title: Panther in the Hive

Author: Olivia Cole

Genre: Sci-Fi

Book Description: Panther in the Hive is at once an unforgettable coming-of-age story and a captivating vision of an unsettling future. Tasha Lockett, orphan, oddball, and former fashion addict, is alone in a Chicago overrun with citizens-turned-weapons, the result of the cybertronic disaster that brought the country to its knees four days ago. When Tasha receives a letter from her estranged sister warning her of the catastrophe and urging her to travel to the South Side where there is rumored to be a safe zone, Tasha must face what the world has become. With only her precious Prada backpack and a sturdy kitchen knife, she embarks on an epic journey through the wasteland Chicago has become, forming alliances and discovering that although the world may be in pieces, she might still become whole. Readers who enjoy the likes of Margaret Atwood and Octavia Butler will enjoy this coming of age adventure in a not-quite unrealistic setting. Readers have called Panther in the Hive “the intersection of I Am Legend and The Devil Wears Prada.”

My Review

You HAVE to read this book! I’m so glad I stumbled across it while reading a Huffington Post article. I typically don’t read Sci-Fi. Like ever. But I’ve heard from a few of my fellow writer friends that they don’t read books in the genre they write in because they don’t want their work to be influenced.  So I thought, why not take a leap of faith and read a Sci-Fi book?

Best. Decision. Ever.

This story gripped me from the first page and held my attention until the very last word. That’s saying a lot because the book is 472 pages long. Don’t let that intimidate you, because there’s so much action the pages turn themselves. You’d think that with a bunch of zombie like shenanigans, there wouldn’t be much room for depth. You’d be wrong. Cole manages to delve into the topics of socialism, racial stereotypes, elitism, and propaganda.  All while showing the evolution of her protagonist, Tasha, from a superficial label whore to a confident woman finally comfortable in the skin she was born in.

You’ll root for Tasha. You’ll question your own superficiality. You’ll think about investing in a really good kitchen knife set. Chick Lit meets Sci-Fi and they have a genius baby: Panther in the Hive. Read it. You won’t regret it.

Buy “Panther in the Hive” via Amazon here!

Have you ever read a book that surprised you? How often do you read a book outside of your typical genre? Do you agree with the advice to avoid reading books in your genre when writing?


Confessions of Faith: A Child, A Quarter and A Cheating Man

What does a child, a quarter and a cheating man have in common? No, this is not a riddle or a dirty joke. It’s something to think about.Quarter

Since this is my blog and I can do what I want, I’ve decided to start posting some of the random thoughts I have on a variety of subjects. They won’t always be pretty, but I promise they’ll be one hundred percent real. I’m all about encouragement and inspiration, so today I’d like to talk to women that have had the unfortunate experience of being cheated on and/or left by a man. As in played for a fool. As in dumped. I told you it wouldn’t be pretty. It happened to me. I also told you I’d keep it real.

Having lived through the betrayal of an unfaithful spouse, I can personally identify with the feelings of low self-worth that come along with it. I know what it’s like to question your value as a woman when you’ve given the most sacred and beloved parts of yourself to someone who essentially treated you like rubbish at a yard sale. More than the pain that comes with having your heart broken by a stab in the back, is the lingering doubt about what you have to offer long after the bleeding stops and the wounds heal.

It took me while, but I got over it and fell in love. With myself, that is. I had to treat myself with tenderness. I had to remember my own individual dreams and goals. I had to show myself that life does indeed go on. Somewhere in the process of nurturing me, I started to celebrate me as well. The two go hand in hand. My self-esteem increased and so did my standards. I surrounded myself with people who love and celebrate me.

Which leads me to the scenario I thought of as I ate lunch under the shade of an oak tree yesterday. If you give a young child a choice between a shiny new quarter and a crisp one hundred-dollar bill, the child will most likely choose the quarter every time. They see it as sparkling and holding weight. It glimmers and beckons to them. They have no idea that the one hundred-dollar bill is of far greater value. They’ll happily collect dozens of quarters and ignorantly shun the bill. Anyone observing would probably smile ruefully and shake their head.  After all, it’s just a child and he doesn’t know any better. What they wouldn’t do was get angry at the child or start questioning the value of the bill themselves.

The same is true of a good woman. She holds her value whether other’s recognize it or not. If a woman is the crisp one hundred-dollar bill and a cheating man is the child, why should she question her value simply because he didn’t see it? Why should she allow herself to become bitter and angry? For all intents and purposes he is just an ignorant child playing with quarters, unable to see that they are of little value. Distracted by pretty packaging without the desire or where with all to look deeper. And while he’s busy playing with quarters, a man will come along that knows the value of what the child overlooked. He’ll be a man that appreciates the finer things in life and fully understands the responsibilities that go along with having them.

Ladies if you’ve been overlooked by a child playing games with shiny things, don’t despair. You’re still worth being faithful to. You’re still desirable. You’re still valuable. You still matter.



When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.—1 Cor. 13:11 NIV

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