I ran out of spoons on Monday when forces combined to make my normal day, mentally three times longer than usual. There were some physical challenges as well. All of which resulted in this writer feeling like she had been run over by a semi. A semi that backed up and did it again and …
When there is sun, I rise with the dawn. Winking at it as tendrils of light as they weave their way into my room. Mornings are a time of silent reflection. No, that's not right. Mornings are peaceful. They are quiet and time seems slower. I can coax my brain into focusing which is why …
The most dangerous and powerful stories are the ones that we tell ourselves about ourselves. Our self-talk can lift us up or take us down. We sometimes tell ourselves stories about how others perceive us. We tell ourselves that we know what they are saying about us. And for the most part we are wrong. …
Tomorrow, I will go back to the day job for the first time in sixty-four days. Summer is over for me in less than twelve hours. Nearly half that time traveling and writing; it has been wonderful. Next Spring if the editing gods are kind I will have two new pieces ready for publication. But, my …
Two weeks in France and I was writing everyday. I am twenty pages and a few plot wholes away from a finished draft of The Devil's Due. I wrote well when I was away from my writing desk.
I've been in France over a week and I love it. The people are friendly, the countryside amazing and the food unbelievable. Our little merry band of Americans are making out way across French wine country with relative ease. Unlike in the states, there are a lot more people here who speak a second language …
The second day of travel came to a close with us no where near France. Our flight to Paris has been delayed by nearly three hours. So, we sat and waited for our third companion to join us and decide where we shall use the voucher that Air France gave us. It was nice of …
This morning, I woke up in a strange room in a city that neighbors the one I grew up in. As my traveling companion slept fitfully in his bed, I moved through the room making coffee, showering, reading and doing my morning exercises. The nervousness and tears that had marked my first day of travel …
Some quick thoughts on writing and getting where you want to be in life.
We've all been there. Runny noses, stuffed up head so stopped up you are sure you are going deaf in one ear and a cough intense enough to give you a six-pack. A day or two and you are better, right? Three weeks in and I am tired of working on my abs and ready …
Lucinda Rose 