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Working Woman By Miss LaToya (Smart, Strong, Confident, And Independent) by LaToya Lawrence
(c)2019-2023, LaToya Lawrence
I just got finished not too long ago eating a portion of cornbread that I prepared after midnight.
In fact, I’ve ate cornbread everyday last week in addition to my evening meals.
I hadn’t eaten anything at all yesterday but I did eat the day before on Saturday before I indulged in the tasks of my creative works.
I began Saturday evening after I had my dinner and was up until after 2am Sunday morning finishing up an artistic project.
I continued on around 10 or 11am later Sunday morning after I awoke picking up from where I had left off.
I finished early later within the afternoon.
Once I get started on one of my creative works my attention is totally focused and I stay occupied until the missions are completed.
I enjoy tasking and allowing my innovative ideas to flow. It comes easy to me yet at the same time it’s a lot of hard work as I’m very thorough and sort of a perfectionist. I like being my own boss and exercising the creative side of my talents while maintaining a work from home gig when I’m not working out in the field and have free time to spare.
My mother bought me my first electric typewriter when I was twelve years of age. It was an excellent quality Brother model attractively toned in beige with a black keyboard.
Before then, I had two manual typewriters.
I treasured the gift my mother gave to me as it gave me a productive way to occupy my mind. She purchased the electric typewriter because she knew I liked to write and after creatively experimenting with stories I had invented with my new literary machine I was certain a writer is what I definitely wanted to be when I grew up.
I use to sit up at my dresser in my bedroom sipping hot tea with milk delightfully typing my imagination away!
During my teenage years my mother wanted to buy me a computer, however, I didn’t want one at the time.
I wasn’t interested as I was content writing in long hand on notebook paper then typing my manuscripts up with the use of my electric typewriter.
Then, one day I got surprised when an old neighbor who use to live next door to us purchased me a brand new computer for Christmas.
She had gotten me everything to go along with it. The monitor, the keyboard, speakers and a printer.
Ever since, I don’t understand why I didn’t want a computer from the beginning when my mother had first suggested the idea to me.