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The descent of Tuesday
I meant to write yesterday I did But already, The weight of my own expectations has me spinning a little, Tilting in the winds of responsibility like a small weathervane on the roof, with the storm approaching. Maybe it’s the quiet of the early morning, the sound of the clock on the wall ticking out…
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Two week wrap up
For the first time in well over a year, my folder for the month is almost empty. This is only the third time this month when I’ve sat down to spill my thoughts into the virtual page. My brain and soul have been almost too heavy, like the feeling you get when you’re too full…
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Two week wrap up
For the first time in well over a year, my folder for the month is almost empty. This is only the third time this month when I’ve sat down to spill my thoughts into the virtual page. My brain and soul have been almost too heavy, like the feeling you get when you’re too full…
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Mondays resolutions
On a Monday, I make new promises Like January 1st, But every week instead. I make my resolutions; I’ll eat my veggies, run again. I’ll finish my tasks Then relax in the sun again. How I miss being 28 Maybe, if I worked harder On each and every Monday I could turn back the clock…
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Bedside promises
Looking at my bedside table tonight I was struck with my good intentions, And not for the first time I love going to Chapters More than any other place I could go It is my favorite store in the world. At least, until I own my own bookstore-coffee-shop-ice cream-place. For now though, Chapters is my…
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Second draft
I love and hate editing Its amazing to read work I’ve written and then put aside. I always see it in a new light But I’ve been lucky so far- I still like what I’ve written, reading eagerly to see what I said would happen next. I finished the first round of edits tonight, after…
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Early morning musings
I’ve been waking up around 4am for the last week. A combination of a busy mind and butterflies in my heart, I think. So much happening in the world around me, I just feel overwhelmed at times, and I think my subconscious needs a break from all the processing and restocking of shelves that happens…