Is Love All We Need?

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“Above all things I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!”

-Christian (Ewan McGregor), Moulin Rouge

Hello Lovelies,

Some may say that love is all you need, with love anything is possible, that lover conquers all. I wonder though, is it true? Is love really all we need?

“A girl has got to eat… She’ll end up on the street.”

-Satine (Nicole Kidman), Moulin Rouge

Satine makes a very valid point. To survive in this world we need more than love, we need a home, food, clothing and everything else. However, if you love someone and they love you, whether it be a husband, wife, partner, parent, child… whatever… wouldn’t you make sure that they are cared for in every way possible, because that’s what you do for someone you love, isn’t it?

So back to my original question, is love all we need?

Love is a lot of things, it can be expressed in many different ways but can love in itself give us everything we need?

Let’s just take a moment to define what love is. Can you define love?

It’s not easy is it. To put feelings into words, to describe exactly what love is.

Even if it were, your definition would likely be different to others. From mother to child, from child to father, even from one wife to another their definition of love would not be exactly the same.

I think love is so difficult to define in words because love is better expressed through actions, rather than just words. Of course it is nice to hear the words, “I love you” but remember what they say?

Actions speak louder than words.

So, again back to the question at hand.

Is love all we need?

I’m going to say yes, because love is not in the words, it’s in the actions.

So, yes. Love IS all we need, because when you love someone you do everything in your power to give them all that they need.

Now get out there and SHOW those you love, exactly how much you love them.

Because in the end, Love is all you need.

 

Enjoy,

KK

 

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Great Loves

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Hello Lovelies,

For this week’s post I thought I’d share with you some of the great loves of my life, in honour of it being Valentine’s Day.

So in no particular order, here is a list of my life’s great loves:

  • My Husband: for some reason, I thought I’d better include my husband as a part of this list, just in case he happens to reads my blog one of these days. Imagine the size of the doghouse I’d be in if I didn’t include my significant other on a list of great loves. So, what is it I love about him? I don’t think I could really tell you exactly what it is that makes me want to love him. It’s a combination of things, I suppose, like his good looks, muscular physique and super hot Hungarian accent (I may or may not be trying to get some brownie points here), as well as everything we have been through together. I love it when he speaks Hungarian to be by accident, even though I don’t always understand what he is saying. Anyone who tells you that French is the “language of love” is surely mistaken or obviously has not had someone speak Hungarian to them before. I also love to made fun of him when he mispronounces English words (sorry, but it is quite funny). Luckily he is kinder than  I am and he doesn’t laugh when I mispronounce Hungarian words (which is quite often). Oh and he also used to be a baker, so that leads to my next great love….
  • Food: No matter how often I say I am going to eat “healthy” and lose the baby weight (my youngest is now 3!), I still end up eating every delicious morsel of food in sight. I really do want to be good and eat healthier, but I just cannot resist the apple pie begging me to eat it or the delicious kürtöskalács calling to me at the metro station. Luckily we have been walking a lot while we’ve been in Budapest, because otherwise I think I would have to be rolled down the street and I don;t think I would be able to climb the four flights of stairs up to our apartment, there really is too much delicious food in Hungary. After eating and walking around Budapest, we come to my next great love….
  • Nap Time: I am not a morning person at all, seriously don’t talk to me before 10 am unless you want me to stab you in the eye with an ice pick. I am very much a night person and can quite easily stay up until the wee-hours of the morning. However when one stays up until the wee-hours of the morning but then has a 3 year old and 5 year old waking up at 7:30 in the morning (the 8 year old will sleep until you literally drag her out of bed), nap-time is one of my most favourite times of day, the only problem is the kids don’t always cooperate, only the 3 year old will sometimes have a nap with me…
  • My children: “Have kids,” they said, “It’ll be fun” they said. It’s not always fun and games being a mother of three children, it’s stressful, exhausting and sometimes you pretend to go to the toilet just for a moment’s peace. It doesn’t work though, they tend to follow you in and ask what you’re doing, to which my answer is, “What does it look like I’m doing?” Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change anything for all the money (or food) in the world, but it’s not as easy or “fun” as some people think. All the worry, frustration and exhaustion melts away though when your three year old says, “I yub (love) you mummy” or when you see the excitement on their faces when you give them something as seemingly insignificant as a balloon. No be a mother of three is not always easy, but it is worth every sacrifice, every moment of frustration and every ounce of exhaustion for the unconditional love between parent and child.
  • Writing: Yes, of course writing is on the list. Although writing is one of my great loves, writing is kind of similar to being a parent of three children; it’s exhausting, frustrating and stressful, but it’s still worth it. Creating and exploring new worlds, new characters, new times. Nothing beats the feeling you get from exploring and creating, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction when you finish another chapter, another scene. Yes, writing is one of my great loves, but it still doesn’t stop procrastination from rearing it’s ugly time wasting head!
  • My Family:  Besides my husband and children, I have quite a large family. I only have one brother but now he has his own little family which includes my 8 month old nephew, so our overall family is always getting bigger. They say you can choose your friends but not your family so I guess I’m stuck with them (or they’re stuck with me) for better or for worse, hahaha. My family are also some of my biggest supporters. Some may have noticed that my mum and grandmother are among my top commenters on this blog and my dad (who’s a self-confessed non-reader, unless it’s some sort of instruction booklet) has read the first few chapters of An Anguished Heart and then enjoyed it so much he has even offered to help proof read it. So I guess they must love me at least a little and I suppose I love them too, most of the time anyway.
  • My Friends: Like I said above, you can choose your friends but not your family and the friends I have are also like family, they may have chosen to be friends in the beginning but after more than twenty years I think it’s safe to say they’re more like family… and they’re stuck with me! One friend in particular, who I’ve spoken about quite a few times on this blog, has always been my number one supporter when it came to my creative pursuits and she is now my newly recruited butt-kicker when it comes to getting me to meet my monthly word count. I was significantly behind for this month’s word-count, but after she read last week’s post she quickly sent me a butt-kicking email which then resulted in me writing 3,000 words in one sitting as well as some research and additional hand-written notes. So thanks for that butt-kicking BFF!

There you have it, some of my great loves, there’s more but I think I’ve already bored you all enough. I might try and get a little closer to my word-count goal instead.

Wishing you all a happy Valentine’s Day!

Be sure to tell (and show) your loved ones you care, but don’t be like the couple my eight year old spotted in the park.  The couple who were kissing quite “passionately” shall we say, in broad daylight, with kids running around. Because apparently that is “yucky” and kids don’t want to see that, they just want to get to the playground without being scarred for life.

Enjoy,

KK

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What’s Love Got to do With it?

Hello Lovelies,

It’s been another interesting week, one that I have filled with exploring (mostly Margaret Island or Margit Sziget in in Hungarian), researching and general ponderings. Oh and let’s not forget the last minute realisation that I forgot to post on the discussion boards of my online unit for uni and had to quickly make up some things to look like I have done all the course work.

One of the main things I’ve been thinking over is love. Not who I love, what I love or anything like that, but just love in general. This line of thought actually began before I left Sydney, when I caught a few snippets of the of the TV mini-series, “Peter Allen; Not the Boy Next Door.” The parts that I caught were showing how Peter met Liza Minnelli and the details of their relationship and marriage. As I sat and watched, I began to wonder if Peter ever loved Liza. From what has been shown in the media and in the musical “The Boy From Oz”, I had little doubt that Peter cared very much for Liza, perhaps he may have been attracted to her at some level (even though he was gay) and perhaps he even loved her, but the problem I think was that Peter was not “in love” with Liza.

You see, there are different types of love. You might love chocolate, your family and your dog but they are not all the same type of love. Love describes the strength of the positive emotion you feel for something or someone, but you do not love chocolate in the same way as you love your mum.

There is also a difference between loving someone and being in love with someone. Whilst Peter Allen probably loved Liza Minnelli and cared for her, he wasn’t in love with her.

Now I’m not about to give relationship advice. However, I am going to try and put into words what I think, feel and believe, based on my experience. I admit that my experience is not extensive, I’ve only ever had one romantic relationship, it wasn’t exactly a plan for it to be like that, it’s just how it worked out, but that’s all I need.

You may have had a relationship in the past that didn’t quite work out. You may have loved that person (or at least thought you did) but ask yourself, were you in love with them? Of course you love the person you choose to marry or spend your life with, but if you are not in love with them, then I don’t think the relationship can be sustained.

You may at this point be wondering exactly how you know whether you simply love someone or whether you are in love with them. How am I supposed to know? I’ve only had one relationship remember! I could tell you that you’ll “just know” or it’ll “just seem right” and sometimes that might be the case, but it’s not always going to help. I’m not going to describe being in love as fireworks or weak knees or some other swooning type of metaphor, because that’s not going to help either. I guess for me it was a little easier, in the beginning it did just “seem right” but I guess you could try looking at your life before that person, your life with them in the present and then try and imagine your future, first with and then without them. If you can’t imagine your future without them, then perhaps it is more than just love.

Being in love isn’t always easy, sometimes you have to fight for it. If you could imagine yourself not fighting and simply walking away, because that’s the easier and safer option, then perhaps you were not really in love with that person (only if the feelings are mutual though, otherwise that’s stalking and there are laws against that crazy-ass sh*!).

So as I go off to ponder the loves of József’s life and the one person he will ever been in love with, remember this:

darkness writer within

Enjoy,

KK

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Words From the Heart

Hello lovelies,

I’ve realised that my writing has become more “romance” than I had anticipated. It’s not something I consciously planned but it definitely seems to be the direction my writing is taking and there’s nothing wrong with that. After all, my characters are telling me their story, I am just the one writing it down. Some people may roll their eyes and think the world has enough love stories. Whilst there may be some truth in that, I believe even the same story can be told over and over again, the difference is the WAY it is told and the WAY the writer connects with its audience.
After seeing a writer friend’s status, expressing her concern that her ‘original’ idea, might not be as original as she initially thought, I have realised that throughout literary (and film) history, there are stories that have been told many times. Yet each time, if it is done well, the story is told differently, perhaps from a different perspective, reaching a different and new audience. Consider how many, “Cinderella” stories exist, some are well written and it is only when you look deeper that you realise what you just read was essentially a “Cinderella” story. In all seriousness, is anything truly original in this day and age?
I have been told that my WIP is slightly reminiscent of Downton Abbey. While I have never seen a single episode of this show and I have no idea what it is about or who the main characters are, it seems that the writer and the reader each have their own set of influences, whether we realise it or not. We cannot realistically expect our ideas to be 100% original and whether we realise it or not, our writing is influenced by something, someone, our experiences.
While the idea or concept may not be free from influence, the words we write are our own. These words come from the heart, even if your work is not of the romance genre. Every word you write is from the heart, the words on the page are pieces of you. Writing is a labor of love, if your words don’t come from the heart, then I honestly believe that they won’t be any good. If you don’t believe your words, how do you expect your reader to believe?

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed.” Ernest Hemingway

“Fill your paper with the breathings of you heart.” William Wordsworth

While I admit I am relatively new to the world of writing and I am not an accomplished, published or professional writer, I do believe that if our words are from the heart, then they are our own. Words from the heart are not words of romance, but words that are ours, words that we use to tell the story of our characters. So it doesn’t matter if our idea is not 100% original, we cannot shut ourselves off from all the influences of the world. However, we can make sure our words are 100% our own, if they are words from the heart. So I say, fellow writers, write the story that’s inside of you, give your characters a voice with your words.

Happy Writing!
-KK

* I am in no way encouraging plagiarism in this post, I am merely acknowledging the influences that the world has on writing and creativity. Plagiarism is stealing and robbing someone of their words from the heart. The words must be your own, otherwise they are not from the heart.

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