Flic Manning
Author, Motivational Speaker and Freelancer Writer.



I am a young Author, Freelance Writer and Motivational Speaker from Melbourne, Australia. I use my skills as a communicator to expand people’s knowledge and understanding of themselves and the world around them.
Throughout my own life I have achieved success in a variety of academic and creative fields including Theatre, Singing and Martial Arts. It was my self-belief; attitude and connection to my inner identity that helped determine these outcomes. I have now produced numerous finished pieces of creative literature, and I have a motivational novel in pre-release for February 2010.
As well as this, I am a core writer for Freelancerunplugged.com and have vast experience speaking to people in both forum and auditorium settings. I bring a modern perspective to historic thinking and aim to assist both the youth and adults of all ages to shift their thinking. It is my passion to help other people from all walks of life find out who they are, and how to harness the power of their mind to create true happiness in their lives.
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Motivation can come in many forms. People are often motivated by entirely different things. However the need for motivation remains the same across ages, languages and locations. Every person that sets out to achieve a goal will require the ‘extra spark’ to get them there.
What I have discovered is that the connection we have as a young child to our inner identity often fades a little as time goes on. Many people find themselves feeling lost or directionless in life because they no longer recognise what their identity is. People also begin to resist the notions of their mind being a key to their success. In business, our personal lives, and in the pursuit of dreams we must harness the power of our minds.
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One of the greatest joys in my life is having the ability to assist others to become themselves and to reach new levels of happiness and fulfillment. I believe that it is never to early or too late to start on a journey of self-discovery. Through motivational speech I am able to guide people and organisations to new levels of success. My books (to be released in 2010) are designed to entertain and enlighten the reader while bringing to light some valuable insight into their lives. It is always an honour to watch people flourish in their chosen field and see a genuine smile appear on their faces.
I look forward to walking beside you on your journey.
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I offer a wide range of services to Individuals, Companies, Schools and other Organisations. I use my skills as a communicator to inspire people to achieve targets and goals, and to find contentment in their lives. As a writer I motivate and educate, but can also be utilised as a Journalist. I have worked with children through to people in later adulthood and am able to bring a modern perspective to historic thinking; enabling me to communicate with people on their level.
As a Motivational Speaker I can be hired to:
As a Freelance Writer I am able to assist in areas such as:
A fictional Crime Story for you to enjoy called “Numb”.
It felt numb to him now. It had hurt at the time. This big, swollen thing that was now a part of him and would take such a long time to heal. She caused it, she was so jealous and now he lay on the bed, unable to move for fear of breaking that which was already fragile.
What was left now was something so unbearable. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. His arms were wound so tightly around it, that he was beginning to sweat. He couldn’t hold on much longer, but he was not sure how he could ever let go. He kept thinking about what people say in these situations “ashes to ashes, dust to dust” and he wondered how long it took bones to become ashes and dust. How long would he have to live with this pain before it could be discarded like ashes?
His mind was racing and his gut was churning with unfed acid and the pain of lost love. It was going purple. He wondered if he should use his mobile phone to call for help, but there would be too many questions to answer. He thought about wrapping it in a sort of make-shift gauze, maybe a bed sheet to stop the bruising; to help it heal but it was too broken.
He unwound his arms realising his defeat, and allowed the pain to once again become a reality. He looked down at the bone sticking out and cried in agony. She could have stopped it. She should not have run at him like that, fists raised. He put his arm out to stop her but she fought back and he grabbed her by the neck with his arms and dragged her back to the bed to calm her. She kept kicking and he kept squeezing and then something snapped and he felt the pain. Her neck bone punctured the skin and her eyes were blank, and all he had left was the skeleton love.
To read more of my fiction click here.
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February 7th |
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A new post to empower you to achieve. http://ow.ly/14sTW [flicmanning]
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Posted Opening the Universe.
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February 6th |
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