Back from the blues

Over the past few weeks, I have been going through a rough patch. All in my life seemed upside down. Getting out of bed was such a huge task but I had to. At 5 am daily, my alarm would remind me that it’s time to face another day. This call made me super scared coz the days were coming with more sorrow than joy. I felt disturbed but no one could see it unless I told them the mess I was. At times I just found tears trickling down even when I kept confessing that, “I am okay.” This felt deceiving because I was just too far from being okay.

Crawl if you must…

I am grateful for all those who showered me with so much love through comforting words although for a moment they felt like heavy blows on my weary soul because they sounded like a boring song stuck on replay. Deep inside, I just needed an immediate solution to the breakdown trigger. When I calmed a bit and paid attention to the words, I picked the silver lining and am like inasmuch as throwing in the towel feels so noble for me lemme give myself another chance. Another chance to try again, another chance to ride over the tide, another chance to believe in me, another chance to shine again… In this dark space, I got to be questioning God a million times and even accused Him of abandoning me but He reminded me that He will forever be God in good and bad times. His grace is sufficient for me, He gently whispered, “Be still…” The moment I got still all the noise within silenced and peace was all I got.

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I wrote and compiled a Mental Health Awareness Poetry Anthology with other poets and experiencing some anxiety and depression after the launch of such an inspiring project was the least I expected. But I realised am not immune to the pressures and stresses of life. It takes so much courage and brevity to keep your head up high in these trying times. Not everyone really understands your inner battles, cherish the few who does. During this dark phase, I cried, vented and prayed. There were days I spent in bed, nothing made sense but today, here I am writing another song of hope. I haven’t conquered what got me down but I allowed myself to be still and start over again… I know sooner or later, I will get that which am longing for; I just keep the faith and focus.

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Let’s take care of our mental health and desist from being too hard on us…

The writer in me

So, Tabitha is many things and one of them is a writer. You know at times it confuses me which title to use Writer or Author but I guess the difference is the same. I have been a writer who simply writes and rarely write anything about writing save if its coaching others how to write. When I started this blog, the goal was to keep my writing prowess on check, that’s why maybe its not too specific. I honestly aspire to be like “the real bloggers” out there who focus on one main thing but well I gotta stick to my style cos we are all unique in our ways. Here you will find a bit of poetry, motivational and inspirational story telling, some drama, life coaching tips, I mean, anything that just pops in my mind.

Anyway why am I here today, its pretty a little late for me to publish but can’t disappoint my social media team Purple Apex. Kuddos to Batsi and Ruva they have helped me improve in my writing consistency 🤗. In my native language we say kusatenda huroyi so, just needed to do this before I get into the why of this blog. Well, yesternight I attended some South African Author’s Celebration hosted by a good friend of mine, Solly. I had my sister Honge with me and we got there a few minutes late but early enough because you know Africans and time 🤣.

At this event I paid for some exhibition spot and carried my exhibition kit banners, books and the famous Chigubhu Lanterns as freebies only to get there and realise there was only one huge table for all exhibitors. On this table each author was supposed to put only 2 books and this was not what I expected at all. My night became cloudy at that instant cos how much I prepared and my expectations were not met. The set up too was offish, it felt like a book launch with the few selected panelist sharing about their books. Tabi, do you really need to sulk over this? No. So, I chose to focus on the good that I could take home.

When you change the way you look at things, they turn out to be better. I picked some few lessons which made my night worthwhile. At least I got 2 minutes to pitch on what my 2 books were about and got one publishing prospect plus some contacts. I clearly believe it might not have paid me being at that event at that moment but greater things are on my way.

Before I sign out I would love to share a few snippets on what I learnt for all fellow and aspiring authors:

  1. Be intentional about your writing
  2. Check on what value you need to add to the universe when you decide to write.
  3. Don’t be a broke author, plan and set monthly targets for your book sales.
  4. When given a platform to sell your book, sell the contents in the book not to just jump into giving the price.
  5. Get reviews on your book cos nobody buys a book they have never heard of.
You can become a published author too before end of 2022.