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An Indie Musician's Diary Volume 4: Album two in the making

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ElisabethKitzing

After years of learning the basics of music creation, production, promotion and distribution I feel like I am just about getting the hang of music creation. Of course I will never know everything or even ever create the perfect mix. Can anyone, really? Music is a complex art and as a self taught, soon to be grandma, music producer who got started later than most with this I won't ever be the best BUT I do my very best at this and that is enough for me!
The next goal is to create a second album called Abide adn write the Change My Mind book. That book had been planned when I chose the songs for the Change My Mind album. I will be sharing with you my tips, tricks, pains and gains as I go along. That's all I will tell you for now. Read and enjoy!
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Once Upon A Bus Ride by iamtheeamani

Morgan Hall is your average teenager. That is if you consider having a billionaire CEO of a world renowned company as a dad and a fashion designer of one of the most famous lines in the world as a mother average. Let's not leave out her singer/actress of a sister who's taking the world by storm. Morgan was no doubt born with a giant silver spoon in her mouth, but her life isn't always as perfect as it seems. Aaron Smith, quiet and reserved, admired my many for his good looks. He doesn't seem to associate himself with many people. Which is why it's so strange when he finds himself becoming friends with the rich, little, daddy's girl...at least that's what he thinks of her. Fate and chance are at work when they cross paths one afternoon on a bus. Throw in crazy lives and secret identities, and you get one hell of a ride on the road to self discovery. What Morgan doesn't know is that one stubborn move could land her a new friend, and possibly even more. ~~~~~ "It's amazing...magical even, how hearing one song can take you back to a single moment or a series of them, just so you can live it all over again," he said. "I think that's the best part about music. It's like time travel you know? Going back to the past, or sometimes even visualizing the future...what we could be." "What about the sad moments?" I asked softly. "Nobody wants to re-live those." "Maybe not, but that's the entirety of it," he answered, raising his hand to brush away the hair from my face before tucking it behind my ear. "There's always good in the bad, and bad in the good. Balance." His fingers trailed down my arm, sending shock waves through me. "Can I tell you something?" I asked softly. The corner of his lips curved upwards in a small smile. "You can tell me anything."

This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Lyric Storm by BrookeDittmar93

This story is fiction none of the characters are real, this is from my own imagination. HOWEVER I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THE MUSIC OR PHOTO'S IN THIS BOOK AND WILL GIVE CREDIT TO EVERY ARTIST WHO ORIGINALLY SANG/WROTE THE SONG! Being stupid has nothing to do with it because I'm actually pretty smart, it's being careless really. I've simply just stopped caring, my head is so filled with the loud noises that surround me that I can't even write. Some people think my life is so simple, so easy but that's not true. I have worked my ass off literally but nobody cares. It feels like I'm living in a cold dark room and no matter how many times I scream for help nobody is there. As I fall to the floor I can hear people screaming, trying to figure out what is wrong with me but sad truth is I don't even know what the fuck is wrong with me. I sink into a dark abyss, the voices fade away and I simply could care less.

Dabi x hawks daughter (temi takami) oc by Shigggggyyyy

Here's the link to the my playlist of where I get the songs from https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmaoP1KZSkRlTdnBHP-iGTdFkxHkhwdv7&feature=share Here's the second link https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmaoP1KZSkRnpxb7vsl7TPlU8RO6rJ5sx&feature=share ⚠️contains possible triggers I'll put warning sighs when the possible trigger comes up so you can skip⚠️ This is my second story. Sorry for potential grammar mistakes. This is my oc . This story is a dabi hawks. This story will include a couple of my oc's.

Us With Jesus: Ministry by Young_Scioness

This book will build and firm your spiritual and religious beliefs. We are doing this for ministry and we want to inspire others too. We want to share on how God help us and guide us on daily spiritual growth. If you are reading this now, meaning God is calling you on this ministry. Thank you for your support and cooperation. God Bless and Stay Safe. We'll pray for you. -@UsWithJesusARC Note: We Compile About Inspiring lessons, stories and etc. on how God change us everyday. You are now with us on US WITH JESUS. *** Date Started: October 23, 2021 Founded by: @UsWithJesusARC -Miss_Ryte -Beige_Aery -Hatred_Eyes74 -Seatherny_blues -Smile_Backden Follow Us On: √Facebook •@UsWithJesusARC √Instagram •@us_with_jesus √Tiktok •@uswithjesus √Youtube •@Us With Jesus Source: ADVENT Toolbox App

Heaven On Earth by LGLministry101

It seems like just yesterday I was saved. Not knowing what to do next or where I should go. Little by little I had to find my way and put together the lessons I was taught from different sources to seemingly lead a holy life. My supreme happiness came from when I found Jesus. Little did I know all I had to do was dwell in his heart and he would provide me with the wisdom I need and show me the things I could only fantasize about. Things like these seemed to me too precious to keep hidden, and that's when I knew I just had to share Who He is to the whole world. Visions, testimonies, miracles and more came knocking at my door leading me into a dose of Heaven on Earth. Blue Roses for My Bride series: Book 1 NOTE I am not a writer, but I do enjoy writing. I learn as I go where writing a book is concerned. So the book has a lot of flaws, typos and words may not be in the correct order. It may be a finished book but there is still lots of work to do on it. It is a draft of my process in writing the book, so please keep in mind that things will be constantly added, taken out or changed until it becomes how the Lord wants it to be. So when you do read it, please let the Lord guide you on discernment and help you to get on the right part with him. Please keep in mind that I am not perfect and I just wanna share the love and goodness of God. THINGS TO KNOW Feel free to check out my mom's website for more info about God and Heaven at: www.heartdwellers.org There are videos, pdfs, books and more. Special thanks to her for allowing me to use her pictures as well. Special thanks to Azora, our illustrator, for allowing me to use her drawings. Check out more of her illustrations on our website: https://godlovesus771.wixsite.com/lovegodlife Content is allowed to be shared as long as it's not used for any form of sin. Please DO NOT sell this content.

aTRACKion by KBMallion

The stage used to be a place that felt like home. It's where I thought I would always belong. But that was then. Before my confidence was stripped so publicly away from me. After singing on a chart-topping dance track and appearing in its video, I had stupidly laid myself bare to the cruel and judgemental world. People didn't hear my voice, they only saw my weight. I was big, but my voice was so much bigger. Trolled. Trashed. Ridiculed. I vowed never again to do that to myself. Never, would I stand on a stage. Never, would I sing in public. Years later, I lost some weight...but never really found my confidence. So when Doug DiCarto contacts me about the possibility of working with him, I am floored. He is a big name British DJ and dance music producer. He is admired. He is cool. A genius on the decks. He has a reputation for banging out the coolest of tunes almost as often as he bangs his women. Which is why I think I will have to say no. I just have to, right? Doug DiCarto and his high-profile world, could put me right back to that lonely, cruel and public place that I was four years ago. I can't do that to myself. As flattered as I am, I just don't think I can put myself through that all over again. My singing voice is mine. Never will it be the worlds. Never will it be his. aTRACKion Published by K B Mallion Copyright © 2018 K B Mallion

In Love With Blindfolds On by cjacks1124

I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

Inspire: Book One (bxb) ✔️ by PsychoSunbaenim

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Dear Haley; Love, Haley Vol. 1 by thehaleyvee

Life is deadly and alive. We can either kill ourselves or be killed. I write so others see how life is in my eyes. I know my world is not everyone else's, but perspective can show people that there is something to offer in this world and that we are not alone, even in a world filled with people. Life leads us as we are guided by our choices. And there is only one way to live life, and that decision is up to you. "Dear Haley; Love, Haley" is a way I communicate with our Creator, the highest source. This collection is dedicated to myself, my future, and The Most High. For without them I am nothing, and with them, I am everything and all. My diary is representation for everyone who aspires to write to the Creator of themselves. This letter outline is designed to help people understand an amazing journey as to how you came about and how you are led to your greatest destiny, the destiny you write with your own hands. I hope people all around the world enjoys my work as it is not to show others that I am human, but that we are all human. Everyone deserves love, everyone deserves forgiveness, and everyone deserves a peace of mind. We are not like everyone in this world, we are simply who we are. Thank you all for learning life each day; it is truly an honor to live each day with the knowledge to know that you are meaningful and that you have purpose. All you have to do is get to know yourself. Most importantly, a special thanks to The Most High. I love you forever, and always. Thank you. Love, Haley Diane Vee

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Once Upon A Bus Ride

Morgan Hall is your average teenager. That is if you consider having a billionaire CEO of a world renowned company as a dad and a fashion designer of one of the most famous lines in the world as a mother average. Let's not leave out her singer/actress of a sister who's taking the world by storm. Morgan was no doubt born with a giant silver spoon in her mouth, but her life isn't always as perfect as it seems. Aaron Smith, quiet and reserved, admired my many for his good looks. He doesn't seem to associate himself with many people. Which is why it's so strange when he finds himself becoming friends with the rich, little, daddy's girl...at least that's what he thinks of her. Fate and chance are at work when they cross paths one afternoon on a bus. Throw in crazy lives and secret identities, and you get one hell of a ride on the road to self discovery. What Morgan doesn't know is that one stubborn move could land her a new friend, and possibly even more. ~~~~~ "It's amazing...magical even, how hearing one song can take you back to a single moment or a series of them, just so you can live it all over again," he said. "I think that's the best part about music. It's like time travel you know? Going back to the past, or sometimes even visualizing the future...what we could be." "What about the sad moments?" I asked softly. "Nobody wants to re-live those." "Maybe not, but that's the entirety of it," he answered, raising his hand to brush away the hair from my face before tucking it behind my ear. "There's always good in the bad, and bad in the good. Balance." His fingers trailed down my arm, sending shock waves through me. "Can I tell you something?" I asked softly. The corner of his lips curved upwards in a small smile. "You can tell me anything."