Sorry I’m late! I got myself into a bit of a snit. Tuesday night, I wanted to do other things. It doesn’t matter what they were. I just didn’t want to practice writing as much as I wanted to be free to attempt this other thing. I practiced writing anyway, and even I didn’t want … Continue reading Page 13
I don’t know. I want to get my writing for my blog done early, take my time editing, but every week I seem to wait a little later, a little later to sit down and get to work. Last week I didn’t really dig in until after 10 pm Thursday night and that’s just too … Continue reading Where the Heck’s my Angel?
Photo by Markus Spiske on Pexels.com “People don’t write in the omniscient anymore,” she says, unaware that her unexpected critique hits my chest like a bag of hammers, followed by a bucket of cold water. My mouth falls open. I close it. “My God, she’s talking to me like I’m a student,” I think. Breathe. … Continue reading Out of the Blue
Each week as Friday morning draws near, I try to remain calm and patient. And wait. The Good Lord will pass a sentence or phrase or memory through my gray matter Wednesday afternoon or Thursday morning and I’ll know that is the start of my weekly post. Perhaps I’ll hear my Dad say, “Don’t put … Continue reading Writing Practice