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Reflections of a Fmr Baby Monster

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I took some down time from writing- it wasn’t by choice, it just sort of happened that way.

So when I found myself without any particular direction I went out and made it a point to learn a few things.

For example:

Music from the 70’s wasn’t bad. Not when you compare it to what would happen in the 90’s anyway.

Facebook is not your friend.

I predict that there are a lot of people who were friends BEFORE Clinton V Bernie that will not be friends when it comes time to declare a nominee.

That blows.

When I take all of these things and reflect on them I think it would be very wise to NOT take down time from writing ever again.

amm

The Light

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fb_img_1445721032451.jpgThis morning I was outside, walking in the bright spring sunshine and it came to me-an epiphany- it didn’t hit me like a lightening bolt or a runaway freight train- it brushed against my cheek like a sunbeam.

From now on I’m only going to write about the beauty in life.

I’m going to workshop and wine and cheese my way into being a woman who writes about women’s issues, I’m going to write poetry and stories about the female experience, after all I’m a woman and shouldn’t I be writing about THAT?

And in the true spirit of sisterhood I’m not going to make fun of female folk singers or Geogia O’keeffe paintings anymore.

I’m going to wear earth tone colors and learn to be one with myself and to celebrate the female experience and

oh my God I am SO going to go to Hell for this post.

I have never in my life sat down and written so many lies-

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I swear, I can hear Baby Jesus crying right now.

Do you think I’ll be forgiven if I say it was all an April Fools Joke?

Well.

If you find a burnt spot on the ground in front of my laptop I guess we’ll know the answer.

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Until then, I’m going to cleanse my brain with alcohol and cupcakes.

amm

Turn Write Here

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I have missed writing, I have missed watching the words sail from my head to my fingers to my screen- or from paper to pen I have missed doing the one thing that I have always felt I do well.

So I bought myself a new lap top- which was a need to because even though my Toshiba has never failed me, it’s old and so is the operating system and you know, I felt like it.

I also felt like treating the writer in me to a little gift because I pushed her into a corner and paid attention to things like politics-

which is my favorite sport but I can say that about playing Frisbee with my dog and you don’t see THAT consuming my life.

Oh and I’ve taken up some hobbies but in the middle of drawing and coloring it occurred to me that these things should add to my writing skill set, not take it’s place.

So here I am, after saying I was going to buckle down and start writing again and faded off making a go at daily writing again.

I have a nifty new toy to write on, I have been soaking in the atmosphere and giving myself those little speeches about accomplishing life goals and if I don’t tell stories and write what am I supposed to do then?

Who am I supposed to BE if I don’t do this?

Exactly.

 

Unlock

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Writing is easy

Life at times is not.

I’m not sure how this happens or why, but the minute I sit down and start writing the words and images and stories are there.

So what do I do?

I stay away from my  laptop- I leave my notebook at home and I don’t listen to music.

It’s an odd sort of self destructive thing and I’m not sure why I do it.

But I hope I can open the door and walk through and start to write again.

The thing is, I would love to hear how other people deal with this so let me know in the comment section.

amm