Fiction Monday – 283
Welcome to the two hundred and eighty third edition of Fiction Monday.
“Life is worth living as long as there’s a laugh in it.” —Anne of Green Gables … More Fiction Monday – 283
Welcome to the two hundred and eighty third edition of Fiction Monday.
“Life is worth living as long as there’s a laugh in it.” —Anne of Green Gables … More Fiction Monday – 283
Don’t let the should be eclipse your could be,
for every could be
can breathe fresh life on its own,
and bloom spectacularly
when given a chance.
… More Breathing Life into “Could Be”
Welcome to the two hundred and eighty second edition of Fiction Monday.
“As soon as you feel too old to do a thing, do it.” —Margaret Deland
… More Fiction Monday – 282
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people, more beautiful than perpetual kindness.” —Leo Tolstoy … More Fiction Monday – 281
Every morning — well, most mornings — I start my day by writing my morning pages.
It’s a slow process ,the first reminder to slow down and savor the moment. And of course, it’s 5 a.m., it’s cold, and I’m somewhere between sleepy and trying to keep my eyes open. … More My Morning Ritual
Some days are like today. I feel empty—
like there is nothing I can do,
like there is nothing I can excel at.
Emptiness, a rapidly attacking virus, chews me up from the inside, and I’m disappearing. Slowly. Steadily.
… More On Days Like Today
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“Permit yourself to change your mind when something is no longer working for you.” —Nedra Glover Tawwab … More Fiction Monday – 280
It only stays quiet for a little while—
all the dreams,
all the quests,
once stifled
resurface yet again
with a vengeance.
… More Stifle
Welcome to the two hundred and seventy-eighth edition of Fiction Monday.
“The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.” —Alice Walker … More Fiction Monday – 279
Some nights,
the pull of a poem
is so intense
that I can hardly resist,
while the comfort
my bed and blanket
offer, lies in wait. … More Writing Life