Posted on April 15, 2018
past and present
My short stories are like soft shadows I have set out in the world, faint footprints I have left. I remember exactly where I set down each and every one of them, and how I felt when I did. Short stories are like guideposts to my heart…
Posted on April 10, 2018
for warmer days
Sometimes what we learn and who we become in the process of waiting is even more important than what we’re waiting for.
Posted on March 27, 2018
“The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.”
~ May Sarton
Posted on March 7, 2018
during these last few weeks of winter
a change of scenery
Trying something new..
and finding some beautiful light around my house
as the days grow longer
(I know, I need to dust my dining room table)
March has come in like a lion
as I write this, the snow is coming down hard
the 2nd major storm to hit us this month
after living in New England for so many years
I’ve become more accepting..and patient
spring will come in her own good time
Last night, while on my search for inspiration, I came across a couple things I’d like to share with you:
This won the Oscar for Best Short Film. Heartbreaking in many ways but inspiring to see how creativity can be life saving.
a thought provoking article
“Tired of Perfection”
In search of this perfection we’re losing the poetic. The grit. The nuance. I see less and less story. Less humanity. I’m all in on beauty, but that’s not even what I’m seeing. It’s all just so damn saccharine. My god, all the shiny, happy – perfect – people. It must be exhausting trying to be all that all the time.
read the entire article HERE.
“Of course, there will always be those who look only at technique, who ask ‘how’, while others of a more curious nature will ask ‘why’. Personally, I have always preferred inspiration to information.”
~ Man Ray
Posted on February 15, 2018
we took the backroads
exploring off the beaten track
under changeable skies
by the sea
ending with the best clam chowdah
and a few beers at the local pub
we walked back to our hotel
on the mostly empty streets
in the dark