Will it always be this unbearable?
Will it ever end?
Will others notice?
Why doesn't anyone notice?
STOP!
It will end.
Sooner or later.
It will all end.
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Thursday, January 30, 2014
Coffee
On the bench...
Love my coffee in the morning. Clears the brain, eases the muscles, and taste so good. Nothing a "cup of joe" enjoying what life.
Mmmm
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Long time... No see.
It has been a very long time since I've posted. I apologize. Life can be trying at times, but that is not an excuse. It just wasn't on my to-do list.
Now I find I need to write or I think I will go mad.
Though I do continue to write in book, whenever there is chance for it, I like to write random nonsense to myself.
The other day, I noticed a particular cloud in the sky which made me think of snow. Of how I missed the snow in Tennessee. Residing in Texas, again, the weather can be quite peculiar. Just a couple of days ago there was ice every where, today it is sunny and warm. Gotta love this Texas weather.
Tonight, I write from my bed. Pondering how things turn out. My life is much like the weather here in Texas - cold one day and hot the next. It has been on a cold stretch for a long time. (Mostly by choice.)
Life is only what you make of it. Though its cold, it can be warm or hot whenever I choose it to be. Right now, I'm enjoying the warmth...
Hopefully it won't be another seven months before I post again. ;)
Now I find I need to write or I think I will go mad.
Though I do continue to write in book, whenever there is chance for it, I like to write random nonsense to myself.
The other day, I noticed a particular cloud in the sky which made me think of snow. Of how I missed the snow in Tennessee. Residing in Texas, again, the weather can be quite peculiar. Just a couple of days ago there was ice every where, today it is sunny and warm. Gotta love this Texas weather.
Tonight, I write from my bed. Pondering how things turn out. My life is much like the weather here in Texas - cold one day and hot the next. It has been on a cold stretch for a long time. (Mostly by choice.)
Life is only what you make of it. Though its cold, it can be warm or hot whenever I choose it to be. Right now, I'm enjoying the warmth...
Hopefully it won't be another seven months before I post again. ;)
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Writing?
Sitting on the bench tonight...
My thoughts are consumed. Consumed by a need to write. Unfortunately, though there is a need to write, there is not always the means to do so.
As with many writers, or aspiring writers, I can be filled with self-doubt. Constantly asking myself, do I know the correct spelling for a word? Did I use the word correctly? How many words make a proper sentence in a story? How many sentences can make a complete paragraph in a novel? How short or long must chapters be? Are there any real rules to writing in your own style?
These are just a few of the questions which will swim around in my mind while I try to write. I can get so lost in the questions, the actual act of writing is kind of lost. Lost to never be heard of again. Which is too bad, because some of the stories in my head are crazy.
Then there are days like yesterday, when a simple conversation can change the stars. It's a reminder of why I love to write. And also, that I have my own style of writing which is different than everyone else. Writers have a certain rhythm when they write. Its almost like music when my fingers are typing the keys to form words which then turn to sentences and paragraphs; which ultimately transform my thoughts to visual aids to my readers.
Feeling rejuvenated from last night's conversation, I feel a new spark/flame/light/surge... whatever you want to call it, I feel it. So it is with this new found "feeling" that I end this post in today's blog.
Happy writing...
~D
My thoughts are consumed. Consumed by a need to write. Unfortunately, though there is a need to write, there is not always the means to do so.
As with many writers, or aspiring writers, I can be filled with self-doubt. Constantly asking myself, do I know the correct spelling for a word? Did I use the word correctly? How many words make a proper sentence in a story? How many sentences can make a complete paragraph in a novel? How short or long must chapters be? Are there any real rules to writing in your own style?
These are just a few of the questions which will swim around in my mind while I try to write. I can get so lost in the questions, the actual act of writing is kind of lost. Lost to never be heard of again. Which is too bad, because some of the stories in my head are crazy.
Then there are days like yesterday, when a simple conversation can change the stars. It's a reminder of why I love to write. And also, that I have my own style of writing which is different than everyone else. Writers have a certain rhythm when they write. Its almost like music when my fingers are typing the keys to form words which then turn to sentences and paragraphs; which ultimately transform my thoughts to visual aids to my readers.
Feeling rejuvenated from last night's conversation, I feel a new spark/flame/light/surge... whatever you want to call it, I feel it. So it is with this new found "feeling" that I end this post in today's blog.
Happy writing...
~D
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