is for Interruptions.
Interruptions are annoying, whether you be a parent, teacher, employee, student, writer, or avid TV watcher. As a writer, there have been times I’ve been ‘in the groove’, so to say. A story is playing out in my head and I’m madly typing as fast as I can to capture the essence of this gripping plot…and then I am interrupted. Continue reading
Today is IRIS DAY! There’s a day for everything, but since I love Irises, I’ll talk about this one. Yesterday I posted about wildflowers and Moms. Today I will write about Irises and the riskiest profession on earth.
I have hundreds of irises in my backyard. When I spent a week taking care of my grandma, my brother was good to go out and divide Grandma’s irises and give me a bag with all different color bulbs to plant in my own yard when I went home. Grandma died in 2010, but I still have all her irises in my yard. Continue reading
Do you hear voices in your head? Well, if you want to write well, that might be a good thing! Today’s lesson deals with VOICE! Voice is the way your words SOUND on a page. With a piano, you plink around on the keys and you Hear what you play. My son plays the trumpet…and boy, oh boy! do I hear the trumpet’s voice (it’s kind of hard not to).
But on the written page, even if you aren’t speaking aloud, there’s a SOUND that words all strung together make. This is the writer’s VOICE, and it’s amazing! There are all sorts of voices in literature, and finding your own can be daunting. Continue reading
When I was a kid (don’t roll your eyes…I pinky promise I’m not going to tell you I walked uphill to school both ways)…I had certain books that I would check out over and over again from the library. Even as I got into 5thgrade, I would slyly check out McElligot’s Pool by Dr. Seuss and try to hide it under a ‘big’ book so no one else would see it and laugh at me.
I LOVED this book! I never tired of the story…and especially the pictures! They were so insanely inventive and Continue reading
Today’s post is a little more serious than my normal ones. One of my big reasons for starting this blog was to create a place where those who feel pain can come for comfort…and also for smiles and laughter. Life is for joy…I truly believe that; but one can’t know joy unless he experiences pain.
In 2003 a tragic event touched my family’s life. Remember my willow tree post? Well, this about cut us to the ground. My brother-in-law committed suicide. I’d lost loved ones before, but suicide was like a knife to the heart—gouging out all happiness. We were sucked into a cave of doom and gloom and couldn’t reach the light. Continue reading
I love when I find a quote that justifies my existence. C.S. Lewis has done this for me today. Here’s the cool quote. I hope it makes your day like it did mine.
“Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.”
Thank you, Clive, for making me feel so wonderful about my life. Reading does make me hungry; so does looking through old pictures and finding one like this. This cinnamon roll is actually big enough to last me through Continue reading
Sundays are a good day to quote C.S. Lewis. He knew how to say things JUST RIGHT!
“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for a bird to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.”
I love that quote! I chuckle every time I imagine an egg trying to fly. So, here’s hoping that you may break out of your shell and let your wings do their job and take you to the heights you were meant to soar at! No one likes a rotten egg! They stink. Have a great Sunday!
Okay! Let’s get down to business. You’ve learned how to keep your wrists from getting all bent out of shape in Lesson 1—that’s important!—and you’ve gathered how to freewrite in Lesson 2 by leaving your creative droppings all over the wide open range of the page to collect golden nuggets of ideas later on.
Well, now it’s later on! What do you do with all those nuggets of ‘gold’ after you’ve found them in that mess of chaotic droppings on your page? How do you start getting down to the business of writing? Continue reading
Sawtooth Lake--Iron Creek Trail, Idaho
I love hiking. Once when I was a teen—with a young amazing body that could hike circles around this older body of mine—I got ahead of my dad and sister and was blazing the trail. At first it was steep and rocky, but soon the path widened and became smoother and easier. I was loving life.
Until I heard calls from my family and looked about to see where they were. To my surprise, they were half way up the steep ridge behind me. I didn’t understand, and looked at them in bewilderment. They hadn’t passed me. I was in the lead. So how in the world were they above me on the trail? Continue reading