Tag: on writing

  • Everything I Need

    Everything I Need

    This morning I woke up thinking, “I miss walking the hood in the mornings”. Then, through my kitchen window, I saw a woman who I haven’t seen walking before, but I recognized the dog that was with her and knew exactly where she lived. Winnie and Denver were barking at the dog through another window.…

  • The Oxygen Mask

    The Oxygen Mask

    It’s 8:30 am and I’ve been sitting at this desk since 7, giving quick glances toward the clock hanging on the wall. Morning pages are complete and I’m sipping a cup of instant Espresso while listening to a book by Robin Sharma entitled, “The Everyday Hero”. Hearing his voice read the book soothes my soul…

  • The Voice

    The Voice

    Standing at the counter, I was speaking with the girl seated on the other side. She was staring at the computer screen, checking all the boxes for my dog to stay overnight. I was carrying on a polite conversation with the woman while feeling completely at ease. I looked around to see a woman standing…

  • The Draft Folder

    The Draft Folder

    It’s not enjoyable for me to have an overflowing draft folder on this blogsite, but then again I don’t like clutter and a collection of drafts feels like clutter. This year I began experimenting with doing things differently and the draft folder was one of them, so maybe you’ll find this helpful. We never know…

  • Pen to Paper

    Pen to Paper

    I was speaking with a colleague at work and after we had the business part resolved, he asked, “Are you still writing morning pages?” I told him that I’m writing everyday, but had slacked off on the morning pages and he sighed. Oh, I have a box labeled, “Morning Pages 2024”, but at some point,…

  • Believer

    Believer

    The book was interesting the first time I read it. I enjoyed reading his life story, but didn’t agree with everything he said. I just chalked it up to the difference between men and women because every ounce of Stephen King is a man, when in reality…I wasn’t ready to hear what he was trying…