perils in writing and whatnot
...the first step in creativity is not focusing on goals but letting go of them. Being open and aimless. Forgetting preconceived notions. Jill Jepson Are any of my ideas original thought? Or have I been deluding myself? Some time ago, I was receiving Jill Jepson’s newsletter in my email inbox twice a month. I unsubscribed …
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Image provided by Tim Daniels https://www.flickr.com/photos/lapseoftheshutter/%5B/caption%5D How many articles, blogs post, and/or chapters in books have you read telling you to always have ‘the big picture’ in mind? I can’t even make a wild guess as to how many I’ve read. It’s a lot, I can assure you. Most of these readings talk about the …
I’ve read several blog posts during the past year that discuss the problem of finding time to indulge in that passion that fuels the spirit. For me, it’s writing. For you it may be something different. Trying to squeeze in those moments of shire enjoyment can be held up by almost anything. And some of …
It was a week ago this last Sunday that I posted the entry, Clashing to Fulfill Goals. I told you how I was taking chances by not making goals for myself. Skipping down the road of life dealing with things as they appear had become my norm since the kids had grown and ventured out …
Some of my readers who are knowledgeable in the world of writing have mentioned at one time or another that I may be taking on more than I can realistically achieve with success. I might agree with them if I had a job to go to outside the home, but, except for my endeavors in …
After writing the second part to the story (originally a flash fiction) for last Friday, I found myself wondering what I’d write about for today, Tuesday. Yes, I still have a list of prompts tucked away in my blog folder on OneDrive, but I want to save those for Fridays. Why? I haven’t the foggiest …
It’s been years, decades really, since I have felt that excitement of Christmas and the new year. I think the last time was when my stepdaughter was eight or nine years old. She’s thirty one now so that tells you how long it’s been. This isn’t to say that I’m actually a Scrooge though. I …
