My love of words

and other things

Category: creativity

All things creative. Creative tools, how it feels to be creative, the results of creativity.

Mojo for rebels

We both thought I might be a rebel. It would have been nice. They get to hang with General Leia, after all.

One line

Some days, I wonder why I write stories. Is it to get published? Yep. Can’t deny that one. Is it to be read and heard, and maybe loved? Oh, yes. But why does it make me ache if I don’t?

Before too long

My first book. Beginning, middle, end. First draft, second draft, final draft. Darlings killed, darlings slayed. Done.

The love of words

People sometimes say that names don’t hold meaning. That they don’t define you. But they can. And in the age of the internet, usernames are an opportunity to add meaning to who you are.

On the act of writing

Run your fingers over the keys. Oh, let’s just call it what it is. Caress the keys. It’s a slow dance of creativity and love.

Staying blue

I had captured the slow steps of someone moving through the low, dark space.

The well

When I open the big book of writing, there’s often a dank, mossy well to draw from. It’s deep and it’s far from pretty.

A moment of your time

Other days the skies are full of grey, rolling clouds and the paths shimmer from the rain. I’ve been trying to capture that eloquent moment between the rain and the sun.

Try

Some days are loud and you can’t bear the sound of your own buzzing thoughts. These are the days that you know you won’t try.

House of film – The Black Rose

I’ve stood there. Same stones. Same sky. But that guy stood there too. He came out of his house of film and captured my world. And then he turned it around and showed it to me.

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