As per a resolution, I’ve been writing for 30 minutes every weekday morning with a cup of tea within reach. Mostly, this has been on a novel, although I’ve digressed a couple of mornings to work on a short story. Twenty-two days into the month, I still look forward to these pre-dawn sessions, so I hope I can maintain this momentum. 4 months ago
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Writing is one of the only things I ever believed that I was talented at. That confidence took me far in life and I’d really enjoy regaining it. It’s not just something that I thought I was good at but something that made me happy. Now that I think about it, I’m not really sure why I ever stopped….. 5 months ago
It’s been a couple years since I’ve really written anything. Maybe longer since I’ve come up with anything new. I apparently am not intended to make a living doing this, but it is something I always enjoyed. Maybe I’ll just do it for myself. 6 months ago
is going particularly well. It’s not a novel, it’s a memoir. That’s surely why! OTOH, I have set myself the goal of 60,000 words by the end of the month, and I really hope I can surpass it. I am now sitting in my chair and about to turn the work on… tonight is a small/short night, I hope I can achieve the basic word count of 1666 words before I go out. 6 months ago
During the boring times is when I always did my best work.
Anything from stories, to songs or poetry.
I want to feel talented again. 7 months ago
Not so sure how I feel about this goal on today. I understand the joy, peace, & soul connection I have to writing so I won’t remove it today, but quite possibly will some day as its not something I’ve been pursuing. 7 months ago
I quit writing out of fear my work sucked and out of my tendency to procrastinate. A lot of my early work was worse than I thought and that worried me. I just need to start writing again and quit caring about whether my work is good or not. 7 months ago
A Life In Progress
How is my life to end?
As a betrayal to my happiness?
Along came a beautiful friend
She saved me from such sadness
Allowed my heart to mend
And bring hope to the bleekness
We taught each other new pleasure
Knowing we could not commit
But as friends, perhaps soulmates, we’ll endure
To not posess her heart will hurt a bit
But her freedom I will respect and treasure
Until my life ends, to our free spirits, I submit
Aug 13, 2012 9 months ago
Been putting down some deep thoughts down as scratches for a few weeks. Very jumbled stuff, will pull from it soon. Not about anybody specifically..dream stuff I guess. Mind has been a mess last week or so. Got some clarity last few days, especially in the last day. Very happy.
Actually banged out 2 complete poems today. Barely ever completed 1 in a day before. Will share 1st one in the next entry. Sort of an unattainable romance.
Think I will try and get some Freudian tidbits out of my mind next.
Put my own personal feelings to paper. 9 months ago