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Are you an engine or an anchor?

National Writing Examiner, Ms. Donna L. Quesinberry

Are you an engine or an anchor? by Ms. Donna L. Quesinberry, National Writing Examiner . . .

When considering wordsmiths – both an engine and an anchor sound equally engaging. You may desire to drive your reader to greater heights of understanding but you also might desire readers remain synced in and focused on content. Is one better than the other? If we were talking relationships, such as those Sunil Bali discusses in his titles:

  • The Book of Awesome Humour: Quite Simply, One of the Funniest Books Ever1 Apr 2012 | Kindle eBook by Sunil Bali
  • The Art of Awesome Living: An Inspirational Guide On How To Achieve More Success, More Easily, With Less Stress1 Apr 2012 | Kindle eBook by Sunil Bali
  • Mind, Set & Match: How To Do The Work That You Were Born To Do1 Apr 2012 | Kindle eBook by Sunil Bali

then the engine is our best friend and we’d favor the engine over the anchor:

There comes a time when you have to decide whether the other person in the relationship is an engine that drives you forward, or is an anchor that weighs you down. A ship is designed to take you places, so if your friendship, partnership, or relationship isn’t taking you anywhere, then its time to abandon ship!

read more at: http://www.examiner.com/article/are-you-an-engine-or-an-anchor

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DonnaInk Publications, L.L.C. releases, “Through the Broken Looking Glass”

Through the Broken Looking GlassMr. Hill’s latest book, “Through the Broken Looking Glass” is available in print at this time. Ebook is slated to be released in the not too distant future.

Backstory: They say Philadelphia is a dangerous place. Most of the people I had met were afraid of the area where the shelter is located. I felt no danger or fear. I was at peace. Over the previous years of my life, I had discovered there were far more dangerous places to be. In 1963, the hospital delivery room at My Lady of the Lake Hospital in Baton Rouge, Louisiana had offered more possible danger to my survival – but somehow, I managed to survive that experience.

Somehow, I had survived many dangerous and potentially lethal situations. I had cheated death many times. I had grown comfortable in places others considered dangerous. The truth was; for the most part, I felt safer and more comfortable lying on the ledge in Philadelphia than any other place I had been in the previous 48 years of my life.

As I was headed north on a greyhound bus one week earlier; it had occurred to me that Philadelphia was the place of the conception and birth of the American Colonist’s quest for liberty and transformation . . .

Later, it had also occurred to me that my quest for liberty and transformation had become a journey into the heart of what America had become; AND, it appeared it would end in the city where America had begun.

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