Friday, March 18, 2016

This starts .... not quite now ... soon




the face2face Corporeal Writing spring adventure begins in
well
not too long
first i have to get there -- i will
leaving soon

Writing
Revising
Going deeper and wider and, perhaps, in a new direction
or two or three or

diving
without a net
into the waters of stories within stories within
with trust
and excitement



Monday, March 7, 2016

8 * 3 * 6

I wasn't sure where my original title, "Loves and Losses and Missing Time," was leading, but it jumped up there so I went with it.

What I intended to write as I looked from my last post to now was about lost time. Not lost time, but time filled with things to do. With passions and permission, with commitments to others and to myself, with responsibilities and with new ideas and ideas waiting to come to fruition.

 It had been two weeks since I'd written here about my writing.

My writing is still moving forward.

I have a new thing I'm doing with setting some minimum goals. One is a daily intention. One is a weekly goal, which I can divide up any way I choose or can; that goal I have exceeded every week since I started tracking it.

The third thing I'm tracking (with a goal) is how much I write in a week. Although I've found with writing, that when I'm in the final week of preparation for a play, I don't write. Or I don't write much. So while I have set a weekly goal for writing, I have also discovered that the number within a week needs to be flexible and the time carries over. So that my weekly writing goal is actually an "even it out goal" with the intent of making up missed time within one to two weeks of the "lost time."

So far, so good.

Last week the only writing I did were a few final edits to a piece I submitted for the writing workshop coming up in two weeks. It wasn't a zero writing week but it was below my hoped-for minimum. But last week I had to attend a run through for an April play, prepare for a sign through for the play I'm interpreting this week, and I was preparing to interpret a poetry recitation competition. So my linguistic brain was in high demand, as was my time due to rehearsal and research and preparation.

This week I do have a writing date for two hours, which I will keep, Even if I'm writing about how I don't have time to write, I will write. I will try very hard to not write on that topic. But I will write. For two hours.

Otherwise this week I am interpreting a play on Thursday (for which I feel mostly ready, although I want to do a little more work on the hip hop song and digital detox acoustic piece) - and I'm preparing to interpret the state championship poetry recitation finals.

Writing. Is happening. Along with theater and the annual poetry event.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

A Work in Pieces

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The writing is coming together.

Or maybe I should say the writing is coming apart.

A manuscript completed a couple or so years ago is being dissembled. Is being separated back into parts, into literary bite-sized pieces and reworked.

Edited.

Rewritten.

Snipped and chopped and reworked again.

Bit by bit by bite by byte. Straggled pieces of one thread which were woven with two more, separated. pulled out to stand alone. And another. And another.

The story. Coming apart. Re-visioning.

Pieces.

Which make up a story. Of a life.

One word at a time.

One sentence.

The whole.
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Friday, February 12, 2016

Firefly Moment

photo from Astrodeva
You know how, when you're experiencing doubt or fatigue, the universe shows up and brings you a shimmering firefly? I love those moments. My firefly arrived via email today.

Yes. What I am doing is the right path. 

This one firefly moment will carry me through for a long while. 

I know there are many fireflies out there - and my one will hold me for now.

photo from firefly.org


Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Winter? No Complaints



Check out the white setting‎ indicators. Sigh of bliss. All vents open, no heat and no AC, with a low fan running. Temperature outside of and inside my car is a jacket-less 64 degrees. It's cloudy today, but yesterday was the same with the addition of sunshine. 

I know. It's winter. It's only February. But this is a welcome slice of "ahhhhh."
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Tuesday, January 19, 2016

National Popcorn Day

It's National Popcorn Day and I almost missed it. I will probably not be eating popcorn today because I'm working and don't have it with me, but that's okay. Maybe I can pop on over to the nearby little store and grab a bag at my next break. Or wait until I'm headed home and pick up my favorite pre-popped popcorn on the way (Erin's reduced salt popcorn).

There are all kinds of fun and interesting and regular-ol-straight-up facts around the internet about this popular snack. So I won't clutter up the space here when you can find it on your own, or not!

One of my favorites is that popcorn on its own is a healthy snack (unless your are sensitive or allergic to corn, of course). Which makes me happy, because my preferred popcorn style is pretty plain. Here is the healthy fact from IBT:

Popcorn is packed with healthy fats, antioxidants, vitamin E, vitamin B and protein. It also contains about 1 gram of fiber per cup, which has more iron than an egg.
Happy Popcorn Day!



Sunday, January 10, 2016

Just For Today


Just for today I will not worry.
Just for today I will not be angry.
Just for today I will do my work honestly.
Just for today I will give thanks for my many blessings.
Just for today I will be kind to my neighbour and every living thing.
 
This.

This is part of my current practice.

Along with writing. And new walking shoes (okay, so they're running shoes, but I'm not running) and regular exercises for my knee from the PT. New shoes which were actually fitted with my feet and my intent - what a difference the right shoes make!

And two upcoming writing workshops (debating on a third one, but it may be a setup to try the other one which starts later this month).

"My" writing group (it's no more mine than anyone else's, but I seem to be the center pin of the soon-to-be three person group). Another group I get to write with once or twice a month, which someone else organizes and hosts.

And - just for today... I like that. I can do that.



Saturday, January 2, 2016

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It's, um, like. Yeah.

 

  Happy   New   Year  

Cheers, sure. Hooray.

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