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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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Thursday, February 18, 2016
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, February 2, 2016
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