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a quote from my favorite author

“The most solid advice, though, for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell, and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.”

-William Saroyan, The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze

Sunday, June 26, 2016

CELEBRATION 6.26.16


I am the best kind of exhausted. This morning, when the alarm went off I wanted to keep on sleeping. But sleeping would mean missing out on my plans for the day—the kind of plans that bring me joy.

The past couple weeks have been filled with joy. 

First, I went on a Choice Literacy writing retreat where I worked and worked until I had fully unearthed the dormant writer inside of me. I was joyfully surrounded by strong, wise, inspirational women who made me want to be a better writer, thinker, person.

Then, I headed to the All-Write Summer Institute where I reconnected with friends from near and far. I serendipitously ended up with a hotel room adjoining an online bestie, which tempted us to stay up, pajama clad, talking into the wee hours of the morning. At first, I worried about being too tired, but then, just like this morning, I realized the joy of spending time with friends was worth the lack of sleep. 

Now, I am sitting at a local Starbucks, clacking away on my Mac amongst my writing group—because traveling is amazing, but so is coming home. It brings me joy that these teacher-writer-friends are worth dragging myself out from under the covers. These are the people who prevent me from retreating into a state of splendid isolation after weeks of learning, writing, and growing on the road. The promise of a Vanilla Bean Frappuccino doesn’t hurt, either.
My Writing Group: Me, Mark (my husband), David, and Jessica (our friends)

Sunday, June 5, 2016

CELEBRATION 6.5.16

 
 Charlotte's Web has always been one of my favorite books.  I just love that rascal pig, Wilbur, and his wise friend, Charlotte.  E. B. White clearly crafted their stories with care.  It is one of the few books of which I have carried the opening line in my heart for years: "Where's Papa going with that ax?"

The story begins right in the middle of the action.  There is no better way to begin than right in the middle of the action.

Even when it comes to summer, not just a beloved book.

I am carefully crafting my own story this summer by starting right in the middle of the action.  This first week of summer found me: cleaning the house, furnishing the house with new curtains, re-staining an outdoor table (a past gift from my dad), spreading new mulch, straightening landscape stones, walking through the woods, attending a day long meeting, spending time with family, playing with my pups, visiting the dentist, and having meals with friends. 

I plan to live this summer.  

And when the summer comes to a close, it shall have been filled with all the goodness of a well-crafted story--true friends and good writing: “It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both.”