Hesitant at first, of dividing the grayish powder into perfectly equal piles, it had become a series of robotic movements. Divide, scoop, weigh, take note; divide, scoop, weigh, take note. The monotony cancelled out the emotion with only my own heartbeat arguing otherwise.
Originally posted on MoMo's Book Diary:
The travelling carnival is not the life Gypsy pictured for herself. Since being given her mentor’s…
The F word I’m referring to in the blog title is of course FEAR. While I was busily making up excuse after excuse about why my novel was taking so long to see completion, I felt a niggling at the back of my brain, which I can now identify.
Luck was with me as I spotted my perfect person. A woman, dressed as an angel. I believe in angels, she must too. I would like to sell cards, she is already doing so. She is a woman and so am I so what harm would it do to try?
This last week has opened my eyes as to why my dad ran out the door so quickly that night. Why my sister followed and especially why he had me go over and say thank you to my ‘boy on the bicycle’.
I experienced that sort of day recently. The kind I remember from my childhood, where I had no one to …
And I pictured myself there. Book in hand. Pen and paper. Maybe an easel. Solid peace and harmony. Nothing but the ocean air and a soft cushion on the chair. Gazing, dreaming, remembering days gone by with a smile on my face and love filling my heart as the salt gathers on my lips and the roar of the ocean and the wind fills my ears.
Eek, the aforementioned ‘truth be known’ may be true as well. I am thinking perhaps I was a tad too HONEST with my replies to the questions?
I took it upon myself to stop the medication all together.
Originally posted on Inspiration Import:
Today, I would like to share a Christmas story with a twist. I have written four…
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
While I have produced five other books to date, all of which have included multiple art pieces, it did not quite prepare me for the long, dedicated process needed to write a complete novel.
Some days it is raw. Some days dark. Others celestial, but all hold emotions. All are the sum of all parts of those emotions at any given time. And I like it like that!
SITTING DISEASE is real. Its effects can be life threatening, if ignored. It is especially prevalent in writers, computer designers – well everyone who spends an inordinate amount of time sitting at a computer to work (or play).
The very odd thing is, that I derived no pleasure from it. Don’t get me wrong. I was not upset either. It just had no bearing on my life anymore and so when I came across a well known ‘saying’ this morning, it rang so very true.
OPINION PIECE (warning warning warning) When I say ‘slow down kids’, I am not directing it toward only youth. I …
Originally posted on The Journey begins Here:
Carl Jung can be quoted as stating – “Synchronicity is an ever present reality for those…
I came across this template which is FREE for the time being. I would have loved to have used it here on WordPress, because it is actually perfect for authors.
I have known forever that I am a soft touch, but while listening to this for the first time, I found myself crying. I wrote it, I knew the ending and yet emotion overwhelmed me.
Laws are something that are written down; a point of reference or in many cases points of precedence for judges …