She is
founder and past president of the Story Circle Network and a member of the
Texas Institute of Letters."
Having read nearly everything she's published, I think it's safe to say that I admire and respect her on a number of levels. I am "friends" with her on Facebook and follow her on Twitter and read her blogs faithfully. Now, this week, I am embarking on a journey inspired by her book Starting Points: Weekly Writing Prompts for Women with Stories to Tell. My plan is to do much of the woodshed writing in my private journal, but to write at least one entry a week inspired by the daily writing I do based on the prompts. We'll see how it goes. I always have grand plans at the start of the year to "write more." This year, I hope to actually do that. Wish me luck!
The prompts for the first week of January have to do with changes. Significant changes in my life over the past year. An easy question on the surface. There are changes that time brings to us, that we can do nothing about. Unstoppable changes that come with aging. The eyes grow dimmer, the joints ache more in the morning, the energy drops a little more than it used to at the end of the day. Those are things to be expected, and yet they are not necessarily easy dealt with. They are part of what comes with living longer, though, so I must find a way to deal with them. That, too, is easier said than done, but must happen if I am to move on with my life, my future, and not stay rooted in the past--or even the present.
Photo: New decals on my laptop :)
Photo: New decals on my laptop :)
2 comments:
I've read the China Bayles series and the Cottage Tales--didn't know about the non-fiction. [An Alibris rummage is in order!]
I'd like to read the Rose Wilder bio--she was something of a rebel, I gather.
Of particular interest is the fact that Almanzo Wilder's family lived [before their move to Malone, NY] within sight of my Vermont home. His grandfather [or g-grandfather--I'd have to check] is listed there in the early 1800's census. An old man in our neighborhood could recall when there was still a visible rough road around Wilder Hill and had found the old field stone cellar holes of several houses there. By the time my sister and I went exploring the woods had taken over.
Thanks for sharing this--I always need something more to read.
I love how you decorated your laptop. And you make me want to read suan wittig albert.
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