May 26th, 2016

My Writer’s  Journal

What I learned about writing and myself  today.

 

Do I want to create an EPIC, fabulous blog?

Or do I want to become a better writer?

Can I do both?

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The most creative thing I do is write, I guess I could keep private journals and hide all of my attempts at learning to write in different voices or styles until I get it perfect or at least presentable.

But what would be the point in that?

I think that when people talk about being honest when you write or create means that you don’t play around. You are who you are and your writing is what it is and you should be happy you created something and throw it out there to live and do the best it can on it’s own.

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Did I learn something new about myself today?

I sure did.

Yesterday there was a power outage in Pioneer Square in Seattle and I missed my chance to be in my warehouse- which is below street level- and plunged into absolute and seamless darkness.

I learned that it’s going to be a long time before I get over missing that experience.

A VERY long time.

 

 

 

If Wishes Were Horses ( with blood red eyes )

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Everyday Inspiration

Day Two: Write a List

Today, let’s write a list. Compiling a list is a way to let loose, unlock ideas, and free your mind.

Today, write your own list on one of these topics:

  • Things I Like
  • Things I’ve Learned
  • Things I Wish
  • Things You’re Good At

Choose one? Just one? Okay.

I’ll play.

:::THINGS I WISH:::

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I wish monsters were real

and that Haunted Houses were bedeviled  by ghost people and ghost cats and ghost dogs and man eating plants.

I wish I could sail Ghost Ships and catch Ghost Trains to work.

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I wish I was there one minute before the Big Bang and one minute after the Universe ends

and I wish Martians would finally get around to invading the Earth

before the Mercurians get their act together.

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I wish all my dreams could be nightmares

and all of my nightmares were dreams

and I wish I could draw them and sing about them

and that I could pass them around like the common cold

or the Plague, or maybe even Rabies.

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I wish I could have made mummies

and placed them in tombs that were as tall as a mountain

or so far into the Earth where there is almost no air

and that I could have sat with them

in the dark

for centuries.

Flesh and blood among bones and decay.

I wish I could try it, even for a day.

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If I only had one wish and from this list I had to choose

I wouldn’t bother

I’d hold out for it all

That’s the wish I’d choose.

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