Archive for October 2015

  Tell me why the clouds look different. Is it the sky? Is it me? Or is it because I’m wishing I was anywhere else?  Ah well, all play and no work makes Jack a procrastinator. The writing keyboard is calling my name… But homework first. 

Across the world You see people who look And touch and sound Different.  And you know  When you return You’ll have many words To describe what you had seen But almost no words To describe your way home.    Sometimes you get that urge to travel. You look around at the same four walls of work,…

Some days you’re asleep. Other days, few and far between, you wake up and realize that the day is worth siezing, that it’s all worth writing down and making into new dreams, new stars to place up in the sky and reach. And you know. You just know. You know that there’s a story in…

  I suppose perspective is needed for certain times in your life. Writing is keeping me very busy with stories of all sizes, big and small. I still love each work I send out there, but now it feels like a routine. Writing is coming easier now. It all just makes sense. And it’s nice. It’s…

As a writer, you wonder whether your small words will ever make it out there in the big, wide world. Your writing is really just an extension of yourself. Perhaps I need to distance myself from it emotionally. Perhaps distance is necessary at times to keep from thinking of writing as anything else but my…

“A non-writing writer is like a monster courting insanity.” -Franz Kafka

  Sometimes writing is calming. You sit down to the keys and just let the words fly. Other times the words won’t come. And other times you have a million other things to do BUT writing. And the keys can tantalize you, that one thin cursor on the laptop blinking at you and laughing in your…

  Sometimes a beautiful picture takes you away to other places. It brings you to thoughts like how the sun coming through that mason jar resembles the color of autumn. It’s a rich red, almost burgundy. This morning was wonderful. Yet authors never rest. It’s time to get back to work again. Autumn is just getting…

  Coffee before eating is such a beautiful thing. You’re hungry, but then you smell the dark-roasted coffee in front of you and the hunger sort of fades away. Now this might be a chemical thing, when the appetite is suppressed. But I still love the feeling of picking up a slightly heated mug with frozen…