Some days, I feel out of sync with the world I’m supposed to live in online. Today, my answer is to just keep typing.
Writing
Dear Words, Please Come Back to Me
I once wrote a post about the errant lover words had become. I was struggling with writer’s block, and I wondered with whom Words was canoodling as he had clearly left me. I realize now that it was not Words who left me but I who pushed him away. Words, Writing, they are sensitive…
Writing Wednesday #2
It’s Wednesday and I thought I’d share some actual writing. The God’s Eye (A Response to Kelli Russell Agodon’s “In the 70’s, I Confused Macrame and Macabre) It watched over me at night Orange and brown and white, Wrapped and twisted, dark and light. It kept me safe when tucked in tight. I hated it….
Writing Wednesday #1
I am often Wordless on Wednesday but I thought I might mix it up every now and then .As Wednesday is the only day that starts with a “W” and I’m a dork, I chose it as the day to share some of my non-Star writing. Here’s a poem I wrote prompted by a fairy…
Staring at a Blank Page
The word “writer” daunts me. I want so much to embrace that moniker. When someone asks me what I do, I want to answer, “I’m a writer”. Instead, I usually say that “I’m just a mom” or I might add that “I have a blog”. If I am feeling really confident, I’ll say “I do…
