Not too long ago, I had written a couple of paragraphs on a piece of paper for a story I’d been working on, and misplaced it. I looked everywhere, but couldn’t find it. I have a feeling it wound up in the garbage, because I wrote on the back of something else I no longer needed. I do that sometimes. Inspiration strikes and I grab what’s handy. I’m writing on the back of printed papers, napkins, and ripped pieces of paper. It’s terrible!
It’s impossible to remember everything that flutters through the mind. No matter how hard we try, we’re bound to forget things. So it makes sense to write things down—especially when working on a story. Continue reading
I was having a difficult time writing the other day. Each time I thought I had something to say; my fingers would freeze on the keyboard. I didn’t know what to write. I didn’t know what I wanted to share. And then, I remembered something I learned awhile ago. So I just started typing:
I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. OMG it’s hot outside today. I can’t stand the humidity. I’ve got to mail my manuscripts….
You get the picture.
One of the books I have on the topic of writing, mentions writing whatever comes to mind. Even curse words. Whatever’s there, write it. The idea being that sooner or later something else will start to unfold. I have found this works each and every time. It may look like one big incoherent mess, but it will lead you to continue on to something—a declaration, a description, perhaps the beginnings of a story…something. Continue reading
Recently someone asked me what my favorite color was. I couldn’t answer. I’d start to mention one color, and then another would come up. I realized that I loved too many to choose just one. So I started to think about other things. I was having a heck of a time trying to list a favorite anything. I was racking my brain to find something, but there was nothing.
I can’t say my favorite color is mint green, because then I’ll have to mention periwinkle blue, coral, and a host of other colors. Then I thought about pie. I’m a dessert person. I love blueberry pie, but I also love cherry, apple crumb—you see what I mean. I can’t just name one. I’d be lying. Continue reading
I was laid off from my job this past Monday and immediately sent an email to a former boss. When he responded, he changed the subject line to read: Not Laid Off – Fresh Start! I smiled as soon as I saw it, because that’s exactly how I felt.
Right after I was told that they were eliminating my position, I had an intense need to declutter. I started throwing things out and cleaning. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, which were getting higher and higher from stress.
Most people say “sorry,” whenever they hear that someone’s lost their job. Yet almost every single person I know who has lost a job, at one point or another, was no longer happy. There’s a tendency to stick things out hoping for improvement, or fear of not finding anything better, or for some reason opportunities are not showing up. Continue reading