I got my very first Moleskine notebook last week thanks to the closeout deal the Borders near me was having. It doesn't have lines. It is a big, black, intimidating, no line, ever-looming notebook that I haven't written in yet.
I decided that before I pull the trigger on such an impressive piece of stationery, I should at least finish 1 of the...4 maybe 5 notebooks I've started writing in. (I think I may have a problem)
And so I took my owl notebook around with me for a few days and I wrote 3/4 of a page. *crickets*
Anyone else out there have multiple half-finished notebooks hanging around?
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Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Writing
A friend commented to me recently that I should be writing. I've received a few of those comments from others over the last few months. Last night I watched Music & Lyrics and was reminded how cute Drew Barrymore is carrying around her notepad and clicky pen.
There is a big part of me that says "who would want to read your words?" and another part that is cautious about thinking too much of me. But I'm going to write more. On paper first. Maybe some things will end up here. That's all I have to say about that.
Now, I'm headed off to work on No. 17 - Oliver Twist.
There is a big part of me that says "who would want to read your words?" and another part that is cautious about thinking too much of me. But I'm going to write more. On paper first. Maybe some things will end up here. That's all I have to say about that.
Now, I'm headed off to work on No. 17 - Oliver Twist.
Friday, September 3, 2010
The Sunday Creative
This week on The Sunday Creative, our prompt was "illuminate."
illuminate.
sweet stillness
dark and silent
damp with early fog
day's first light
intruding the night
sun presents itself
with mighty gentleness
an echoing whisper
spreading warmth
over the land
and my face
peacefully illuminated
by the dawn
I love morning. There is something so precious about a fresh, new day.
illuminate.
sweet stillness
dark and silent
damp with early fog
day's first light
intruding the night
sun presents itself
with mighty gentleness
an echoing whisper
spreading warmth
over the land
and my face
peacefully illuminated
by the dawn
I love morning. There is something so precious about a fresh, new day.
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Rio del Mar, early morning |
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