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Bleeding Ink

"Wear that dress too tight, give yourself permission to change, say what you're actually thinking, dance in public, be bold and intelligent and sexy as fuck, and refuse to apologize for your magic or hide your brilliance."
Sometimes, not often, but sometimes the Universe hands you a gift.  Maybe even a gift you didn't know you needed.  That's exactly how I felt about this book.
Bleeding Ink by Brooke Hampton is, in her own words, the ramblings of a dirty mouthed girl bleeding ink by the light of the moon.  And it's exactly what I need in my life right down.
Nearly two months ago I quit my job on a whim.  I had no plan.  No ideas where to go in life.  Nothing.  I was sad and hurt and feeling extremely unappreciated.  So told the life I was living to fuck off and I quit.  On that very same day, while I was feeling a tad overwhelmed, I saw a post to pre-order this book.  I have loved following Brooke on Instagram for a while now so I didn't even think about it.  Just hit purchase on my phone and went on trying to pick up the pieces of my life.
Fast forward to this week and the book came in the mail.  It's helped my creative juice flow and my confidence grow.  Thank you, Universe.  
Bleeding Ink is exactly as it says...ramblings.  Wonderful, thought provoking ramblings that will give you a shove in the right direction and help you become the badass goddess you truly are.  It's filled with lots and lots of writing prompts and is serving as an excellent journal for me.  I've already filled it with so many notes and doodles.  When I quit my job I decided it was finally time to really start writing my book.  And I have been nearly every day.  And nearly every day self doubt and fear creeps in.  This book has helped me battle them and remember who I am.  Who I want to be.  
"One of these days you're going to wake up and realize that you're beautiful, powerful, and magical as fuck.  That will be the day you stop running after people who don't see your worth.  That will be a great day."


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