Reach…

Today and on and on down the writing road, I am reaching for a lofty goal: finish draft one of novel two, while doing the heavy lifting of pushing novel one out of the nest. I’ll have to spend double time on both projects, lest one be remaindered to the bottom drawer of the desk of forgotten things. It’s a long reach out of my comfort zone. It’s pretending I can do it, doubts and insecurities aside. The alternative? Play-acting with words while tip-tapping away in my writing closet with time for lazy lounges in my reading chair with books, or worse, word games that suck the minutes right out of the hours. New habits are called for; setting an alarm (gasp) and joining a four-hour zoom session on most days (what?), hosted by a writing friend who understands the power of kindred (muted) souls hanging together on the same journey. Some days I just want to pretend to be a writer, in the same way I pretend to play piano when the mood hits me. But where will that get me? No closer to the hefty goal. It will take some stretching, but if I reach, I’ll make it.

Quote of the Week…

“Christmas is a tonic for our souls. It moves us to think of others rather than of ourselves. It directs our thoughts to giving.” B.C. Forbes, 1880 – 1955

Delight in the Light…

Yesterday was Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, and yet, it falls during the season of light; candles in various faith traditions flicker amidst strings of bulbs adorning houses and trees. While my family celebrates the birth of the Christ Child (in faith-based as well as commercial traditions), I appreciate and respect other…

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