Rowan Finley
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Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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How Do You Define Romance?
How do you define romance? Some people think of romance and they think of classical things like red roses, walks on the beach, dancing, kisses, chocolate, etc. I would like to pose a writing prompt here for anyone interested in writing about what they think is romantic. Do you find stereotypical things romantic? Or, are you a bit more quirky with your romantic preferences? How do you think various cultures around the world view romance differently? If you’re interested in writing your thoughts on this topic, then write a post in any of the communities and then provide the link in the comments below. I’m excited to learn what you think.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Writers
Why I Admire the ENFP Personality Type
I admire the ENFP personality type for many reasons, but the first reason that I can think of is because they have an amazing talent for vision casting. It may take years to develop their dream or vision but they tend to stick to it, and overtime, they build this empire of sorts around them. They onboard other people who are able to carry out the vision with them. The dream or vision that they have is very near and dear to them as sometimes they’ve lived with it for many years. They also have the ability to rally a troop around them. They inspire their troop from time to time in order to help them carry out the visionary goals at hand. It never ceases to amaze me because I’ve seen people with the ENFP personality type start theater companies, music programs, ministries, or other artistic projects with great success!
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Humans
The Blacksmith
The blacksmith’s shoulders dripped with sweat from the heat of the sun and the fire in front of him. It was a beautiful day. The princess went by. Several servants were carrying her on a litter. She peeked through the curtain and caught a view of the blacksmith hard at work. Her heart started beating immediately faster with interest and curiosity. She quickly closed the curtain. The litter moved on. The princess and the servants were heading back to the castle. The next day, the blacksmith received a letter with the seal of the royal princess. The blacksmith opened the letter and began to read. The letter said, “I request your presence in the royal court this evening at 6 p.m.” The princess had signed the bottom of the letter with fancy cursive handwriting. The blacksmith closed the letter and wiped the sweat from his brow. He felt a flutter in his stomach. What could this mean? What could the princess want with someone like him, a commoner? There were dozens of blacksmiths in the city.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Fiction
