Hello All,
In yesterday’s post “Crisis Mode” I described my current state of crisis and the guidance given me by My Lord Jesus Christ. After writing the post I started looking at the second book in the trilogy I want to write. I decided to start by reading the Prologue I had written over year ago. Continue reading “Milly’s New Plan”
Several weeks ago a friend asked me, “What do you want? What do you really want?” She continued, “Don’t answer now. Pray about it and discover what you really want.” Oh and she reminded to not say stuff like ‘I want happiness.’ Point taken: What do I truly want in my life? Continue reading “What Milly Wants”
I’m sitting here in my writing corner, itching to write. My fingers literally tingle. I haven’t written anything in five days. I’m antsy and just a little (okay maybe a lot) frenetic with creative energy. I have not worked on any stories or posts. I miss writing. I crave it…
Tears of sorrow are what I think of first. But there are many other kinds of tears. Tears can be happiness, sadness, joy, frustration, relief, despair, gratitude, panic, peace, confusion, jealousy…I have felt all of these tears over the last year. I cried on Monday. These tears were none of those listed. I can say I never felt anything like these tears. So what are the tears I shed on Monday? Continue reading “Tears”
This week’s been tough for writing. All the usual suspects raised their ugly little heads. The excuses: emergencies, distractions, fatigue, pain, stress (real and imagined), etc. left me with blank pages. Even my prompts didn’t inspire me. Then a few nights ago I saw this prompt “Own It!” Continue reading “Own It!”
I was randomly thinking while bored this afternoon (Almost always a dangerous thing). I started thinking about books and getting back to play (remember that? I haven’t forgotten).
I had writer’s block this week. I had all the excuses lined up. Too busy! Too wired! Too tired! Too many to dos…Then I realized; I’ve been on the runaway train. It clicked. Physically I feel like I have been through some sort of odyssey. Yes a short odyssey, kind of like ripping the Band-Aid off. I thought how can I express the metaphor? {Flash! Light Bulb Moment} Let me write what I see in my mind’s eye…
