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Here I am, all alone. My husband has gone to work and I am in blissful solitude! A Monday vacation day stretches before me unfettered. Quiet of soul, I so need this writing time!     My blogging identity quest has proven far more time-consuming than anticipated due to working fulltime. Nevertheless, I feel the urge …
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"Evidence of a procrastinator: "I sit here contemplating everything I want to do this weekend—I think my plan, I work my plan, and then I turn on the TV." This weekend's main goal was taking down the Christmas decorations and putting my house back together. I know the job is way overdue but I have struggled to …
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My writing reminds me of "Forest Gump's running." For those who are not familiar with the movie, Forest learned to run as a youth to escape his tormentors. My favorite line is when his childhood friend screams, "Run Forest run!" Later in life, Forest ran to deal with the pain of loosing his childhood love. He ran, and …
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As I look towards the New Year and coming decade, the desire to take a personal inventory prevails. My burgeoning artistic projects and passions have become unruly. Like a plant that outgrows pot and climbs up and over the garden wall; runners stretch out in all directions while roots dig deeply firmly into my life's soil. So much to …
I just returned from taking my husband and stepson to the airport. They fly out to his family in Texas while my stepdaughter and I will follow in two days. The house is hushed save a faint ticking from the living room clock. I am alone. Yet in this silence, an irresistible "in between place" …
Off to the editor! There are solemn moments in a writer's life requiring Selah, pause and calmly think of this. These moments request a photograph in order to preserve for remembering. Yesterday culminated in such an amazing moment. After years of gathering life experiences into a loose leaf manuscript, I ceremoniously wrapped the bundle with …
          There is no race with writing. We plant ourselves beside the fountain of God's inspiration and drink deeply. Whatever flows from head and heart through pen is enough for the day.            At least this is what I tell myself when feeling poetic, inspired, and scared. To be perfectly honest, I procrastinate like the …
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