Late

I woke up forty minutes late this morning. Got ready in ten minutes. Do I feel accomplished? Yes. Is this good for me long term? Oh no….     So. Bring on the consequences of too much sleep I guess. Yeah! And yes. I am deceptively smiling in that picture. 

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Be an Author

  Be an Author. Have a dream. Don’t let time pass you by on a winged chariot. Don’t let opportunities slip away to follow your calling. It’s easy for me to say. If you have no opportunity to follow your dream, then I hope that one day you can. I hope that, one day, you’ll…

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Foggy Mornings

   If you’re an author, you’ll find something almost magical about fog or misty mornings. If you’re anybody else, you’ll probably see a driving hazard. Fog plays a nice role in setting up a background to your story. It gives you something to hide in the cover of darkness, something unsettling that your characters cannot…

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Perspective 

   Tried dragonfruit today. Sometimes things sound so faraway and romantic when you get them, but then you get a reality check. Because somewhere else, keeping things in perspective, someone hears the word “dragonfruit” and just goes “oh not THAT common thing again.” It’s funny how the world works. 

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Life

   Sometimes life is like a play. Except you’re not the one watching it. You’re acting in it. So sometimes the scene looks more important than anything else. You focus on micro-details: where to step, what to watch, who to speak to. I’m very focused on the micro instead of the big picture lately: micro…

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Beautiful

      Expect there to be something beautiful in even the dark and cold around us. Unless you currently live in a nice warm weather climate, the world looks pretty gray right around now. Sometimes the trees still look beautiful, leaves or no. The same goes with people. You don’t need to have it…

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Poetry

   Sleep amongst the sound Of snow softly sailing south  Shushing, sealing. Fate. ❄️

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A Story’s Start 

   Staring into the fireplace, he knew that today would be a different day. He didn’t know how or why yet, but he just had a feeling. And the feeling reminded him of storm clouds coming over the horizon. He could feel the electricity coursing through his veins, pulsing, heated. Most importantly of all, he…

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