Writing Retreat

Through planning and packing for a group beach holiday, Gale was both large-and-in-charge and a nelly nervous wreck.  Even in the overstuffed minivan, out of the driveway and on the interstate, she remained anxiously edgy until our gang was far enough away to make it completely idiotic to turn back. However, like the eye of…

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Pleas and Thank Yous

After my morning ritual of journaling the cobwebs from my head, stretching the cricks from my joints, then feeding my body tea, fruit and grain, I felt jaunty, ready to go. As I passed my desk, I noticed a text from an inner circle friend sharing that a mutual friend had suddenly passed away. Instinctively,…

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Second Nature

Rivaling the crisp new leaves flapping in the spring breeze, their noisy excuses were abundant. “Revisions take so long and winter was so short, and that’s my best time to write.” “I can’t focus on writing with a stuffy head. The pollen was the worst!“ “All that rain made me blue. . .” “And now…

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Crash! No Burn…

For the first time in this modern technological age, my computer cracked up.  No ‘black screen of death.’  No smoke spiraled from the keyboard as ominous pipe organ music played.  No oozing blood like the stairs in “The Amityville Horror.”  Simply refusing to boot up was dramatic enough.  However, after several failed attempts and forced…

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