‘The Before’
I was typing tonight as I often do in the quiet of the evening, concentrating on words, when I unwittingly took a little trip. I don’t know how long I was gone, diving deeper and deeper into my thoughts but it must have been awhile considering the depth of my confusion when I looked up. For a […]
First thing in the morning
My dad used to sing in the shower – I don’t mean humming lighthearted melodies as he washed his hair, he belted out big, boisterous marching songs – ‘It’s a long way to Tipperary’, ‘Seventy-six Trombones’, ‘Oh What a Beautiful Morning’. I’d bury my head under my covers listening to his medley and try to grab […]
From time to time
From time to time I revisit a blog and touch base with the past. Sometimes the words make me squirm and I wonder why I thought those thoughts were worthy of sharing and I’m embarrassed. I see a million ways I could have expressed myself better, written better. Other times the words give me pause and I wonder […]
Facebook reminder
Facebook gave me one of its nudges this morning and sent me back to two years ago today, back to a blog post I’d written in the months before my world fell apart. I clicked through the link and re-read my own words – in them I found the message I needed to hear today. […]
A personal pep talk
I called on myself to be brave this past weekend and took step out of my comfort zone. I asked for a favor. Now I’m feeling limp and stupid. My confidence vanished the moment my request was spoken, a wish became an action and that action has left me fraught with self conscious worry. I […]
Feeding my addiction
I’ve been clean for more than a decade. Not that it’s been an effort to stay clean – rather a non-effort. For years I lived to see my writing in print, I collected ‘tear sheets’ like it was my job. I didn’t write for money or fame (well, maybe a little bit for fame), I […]
The First Flying Lesson
The first draft…. I’m cross eyed and skeptical and nervous and enthused – a mixed bag of emotions. The first draft of Writing From the Wound is ready for its first reader and I’m excited and scared to death in the same breath. I’ve asked one of my new neighbors to be the first reader. […]
I’m still here
I’ve been remiss in not keeping up with my posting scheduled – self monitored or not a schedule is something that should be respected. I have not written very much new of late but have been knee deep in blogs – choosing, sorting, editing. Organizing the Writing From the Wound posts has been all consuming. […]
Taking the Wheel
On April 22 I announced on the blog my intent to turn all my ‘Writing From The Wound’ posts into a book and I scared the bejeesus out of myself. I have been playing cat and mouse with that intent ever since. Every every single night I’ve promised myself that tomorrow would be the day, […]
Three hundred posts
Three hundred posts… a lot of words, a lot of memories, thoughts and emotions. For me the blog has been about more than those words on a page – it’s been a lifeline. The blog has provided an imagined connection with people even in my darkest, most confusing times – my readers have become the […]