As I sit and write this, we have used up 212 days of the year. Usually, I commit to reading goals of 30 or more, but this year for some reason, when I set that goal in January, I wrote down 15. Only 15. With 153 days left, I'm at 18, and I thought I'd… Continue reading Checkpoint
I've often wanted to keep a reading notebook, but a recent obsession with buying journals has finally pushed me in that direction. Additionally, I just started reading The Golden Notebook by Doris Lessing, and I can't think of a better novel to start with. As a writer, I forever am jotting ideas, plots etc down… Continue reading Do you keep a reading journal?
I just finished reading The Awakening, by Kate Chopin. In its brief pages, the story comforts me in a way many may find disagreeable. No matter, it is as true today as it was when written at the end of the 19th century. *If you have not read the novel, the following contains spoiler alerts.… Continue reading Some thoughts on The Awakening, by Kate Chopin
My holiday break from online activity extended into quite a long one; a much needed one. But I've returned, and look forward to reading and writing content that gives us all a brief respite from the things we'd rather ignore for the moment. I spent the time reading and writing, and a bit of Netflix binging. So all… Continue reading stretch, yawn, open eyes
Friday morning. Your move. I know, it may be too much like a science for you. You’re an artist. You act off the cuff; live off the grid. Watch them. Deliberate moves; demanding reflection, patience. If I make this move, what move will you make? Is it a safe move? Will it give me the… Continue reading 219 Words. Friday Morning.
This prompt used a random line from Tolstoy's Anna Karenina as my last line of the story: The Return She stood at the front of the ferry, rubbing her hands together to fight off the dropping temperatures, trusting that Patrick brought at least one of the children with him. If not, she feared the drive… Continue reading Writing Prompt from Anna Karenina
Afterward, they would argue about who turned back first. Ten minutes ago, when she made him pull over so she could walk the rest of the way home, the maverick in her started planning. Get out of the lease, buy a used car of her own, and get back to her own life. The snow… Continue reading Impasse