Work every day. No matter what has happened the day or night before, get up and bite on the nail. Ernest Hemingway Unexpected, and distressing (to me) news last evening, and I am . . . something. I’m not really sure what. What I know for sure, is that I’ll spend some time with my
"A work in progress quickly becomes feral. It reverts to a wild state overnight. It is barely domesticated, a mustang on which you one day fastened a halter, but which now you cannot catch. It is a lion you cage in your study. As the work grows, it gets harder to control; it is a
I wake late, groggy as a result of extended middle-of-the-night reading time, and the day feels like it’s getting away from me before it’s started. Fog winds it’s way through the valley below. It’s moving quickly, like a snake on steroids. The speed with which it moves adds to my agitation. There’s a dusting of
You don’t put things down on paper to produce masterpieces, but to gain some clarity. Etty Hillesum, An Interrupted Life I spend the day in the woman cave tapping out words, writing and rewriting. Also tweaking the format of my manuscript, because doing so serves as an effective diversion when the writing gets a little
She stands In tattered gold Tossing bits of amber And jade, jewels of a year grown old: November. Zephyr Ware Tarver The forecast was for snow overnight. I have not yet looked out the window, so I don’t know if it came. My brain is still in that slightly muffled place it goes to when
Writing is an unfolding of what’s going on inside me as I talk to myself on a pad of paper or a computer, a version of talk therapy that requires neither appointment nor a fee. Parker J. Palmer, On the Brink of Everything Dark comes early now. The landscapers have taken away a good
Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid. Frederick Buechner, Beyond Words: Daily Readings in the ABC's of Faith Six-plus years ago when my book, Two Hearts: An Adoptee’s Journey Through Grief to Gratitude, was published I was terrified. I felt naked and exposed. I was, figuratively, both of those.