Good News

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rainbow on butterhill (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s been a very disheartening week, so it did my spirits good to have a pleasant surprise in my email inbox late last night. I wrote an article early last year and was notified it was accepted. It wasn’t known what issue it would be published in and as time went by, I just assumed it wouldn’t be published.

It was…it finally was and can be found in the May/June issue of Today’s Caregiver magazine! 🙂 The article is “Making Prescription Refills Easier” on page 28. If you click on the digital magazine and go to the table of contents, then the title of the article can be clicked to go to it easier(if you want to read it… 🙂 ).

This is an incredibly short post, but will hopefully be posting more again soon. I’ve come across several interesting things over the past few days I’d like to share. 🙂

Snowy Inspiration

Right now I’m sitting at the computer and enjoying the view of snow falling through the kitchen windows. It’s absolutely beautiful. The flakes are smaller, but not long ago, the biggest fluffiest snowflakes I’ve ever seen were falling. It’s been such a great day…including getting to eat a bowl of snow cream! 🙂

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Snowy Woods

Light Shining Through

Light Shining Through

What does this have to do with writing? Nothing…other than I have found my way out of the writing impasse I was at, which I refuse to call writer’s block. I had plenty to write about. I was just not in the mood and was being resistant to writing.

The truth comes out when I write and sometimes I just plain and simply don’t want to face it. It’s not always pretty and at times downright painful. Instead, I’ll do absolutely anything to put off writing. I’ve been baking, cooking, crocheting…anything except writing. (On the plus side…I can make a really good loaf of homemade bread from scratch now. 🙂 )

Snow Covered Benches

Snow Covered Benches

The past several days have been wonderful writing days. It feels incredible to be able to really write again. It began with writing in my journal. Who knows, maybe I worked through something in it. Journals are great for processing stuff. No matter how I got there, I did. I’m back to working on personal essays and writing poetry.

I’ve been so inspired, I just wanted to share and thought I’d share some inspiration with you too. Here are some pictures of the snow I took from around the yard…just enjoy or get creative and write something. I have nothing fancy set up for you to leave your links on(maybe one day I’ll figure out Mr. Linky), but you are welcome to leave a link in your comment below if you’d like. Happy writing… : )

Blog Planning

One of the things I hope to accomplish this year, is to be more organized overall, but especially in regards to my blogging. If you know me real well…no laughing allowed. I know it seems a life goal of mine I’ve been at a while, but hope springs eternal. 🙂 It doesn’t mean there will be a dramatic surge in my blogging though. I still think twice a week is a good goal for my often chaotic life.

Now, I will never be one of those bloggers so organized that I have blog posts scheduled in advance to be sent out. No offense against doing that, it’s just not me. I tend to be one of those who just wings it and wants to blog when the inspiration strikes. In an effort to keep up with my little random notes about blog posts and maybe to blog with a little more regularity, I thought a blog planner might be just what I need.

I thought of creating my own blog planning sheet, but decided to go searching the internet. The blog planners I found ranged from a simple weekly page to creating a 60 page blog planning book you could have comb bound at the local office store. I decided to go with one of the simple ones. If you are looking for a way to be a little more of an organized blogger here are some links to several free printables for blog planning I found :

Oh The Lovely Things

Homeschool Creations

Living Locurto(This is the one I decided to use. It was simple enough for my needs and pretty!)

Infarrantly Creative

Mamma Jenn

Confessions of a Homeschooler(This one is so beautiful, but I do love the ornate as shown by some of my favorite writing notebooks. 🙂 )

Last but not least, Detail-Oriented Diva has a post about an incredible blog planner she made, which is a little different and has a neat ribbon velcro closure too.

Thoughts or ideas? Any good organizing tips for blogging you’d like to share?… 🙂

This and That

I’m still crafting, crocheting, and baking as Christmas is fast approaching. This means my writing temporarily takes a side seat. I’m still writing, just not as much. Thought I’d share a few things today, hence the title, so here’s a little of this and that.

I started reading a good book yesterday. The funny thing is I didn’t realize it was the same author of another book I had read till I got started. It’s a memoir titled Barnheart : The Incurable Longing for a Farm of One’s Own by Jenna Woginrich. The other book she wrote that I read is Made from Scratch.

The book is about her homesteading adventures, which of course intrigues me as I love homesteading. She has quite a sense of humor and writes with the blatant honesty I adore. Loved her apt description of chickens. I already read a little over 50 pages and can’t wait to get back to it.

This month also seems to be a month for poetry. It’s something I don’t write all the time, just when the moment strikes me. I seem to write more of it when I’m in a sad mood for some reason. Why can’t I just write happy optimistic poetry? Maybe one day. Though the one I shared does have some optimism.

Poetry appeals to me, because it allows you to say much using only a few words.  The feelings are there even when I’m too tired, more emotionally than physically tired, to write pages worth of my thoughts. It’s an easier way to speak my heart. This is a short one from yesterday. It may not be finished. Seems to need more.

Hope’s Flight

Hope flies on wings
Fragile as a butterfly’s
It’s such a delicate thing
Lifted on the winds of dreams
Inspires soaring higher
Seeking life’s passions and desires

Butterfly

Butterfly (Photo credit: fox_kiyo)

 

 

 

 

 

Here’s a last thought. I was going through some of my many scraps of paper
I end up writing on and found a quote I had wrote down. It’s one of those that just make me so inspired, not just in writing, but living. Such inspiration is a desperate need in my life right now.

“I wished to live my precious time upon this earth deliberately, so that when my life was over, I would not discover that I had not truly lived.” – Henry David Thoreau

Blog of the Year 2012 Award

I’m running a little behind, but still wanted to take the time to say “Thank You” to Vikki over at The View Outside. She nominated my blog for Blog of the Year 2012 award. You can pop over to The Thought Palette blog, who created the award, to learn more about the Blog of the Year 2012 Award.

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I have one gold star, but anyone who is nominated can get nominated again for up to a total of 6 gold stars.

The ‘rules’ for this award are simple:

1 Select the blog(s) you think deserve the ‘Blog of the Year 2012′ Award

2 Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen — there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required — and ‘present’ them with their award.

3 Please include a link back to this page ‘Blog of the Year 2012′ Award — http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-awards/blog-of-the-year-2012-award/ and include these ‘rules’ in your post (please don’t alter the rules or the badges!)

4 Let the blog(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award and share the ‘rules’ with them.

5 You can now also join the Facebook group — click ‘like’ on the page above ‘Blog of the Year 2012′ Award Facebook group and then you can share your blog with an even wider audience.

6 As a winner of the award — please add a link back to the blog that presented you with the award — and then proudly display the award on your blog and sidebar … and start collecting stars…

Yes — that’s right — there are stars to collect!

Unlike other awards which you can only add to your blog once — this award is different!

When you begin you will receive the ’1 star’ award — and every time you are given the award by another blog — you can add another star!

There are a total of 6 stars to collect.

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Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs — and even if they have already been given the award by someone else — you can still bestow it on them again and help them to reach the maximum 6 stars!

The nominations I’d like to make for the Blog of the Year 2012 Award are these bloggers, who are truly inspiring :

linneann

CC of One Honest Writer

Vikki of The View Outside(Nominated me…but think is very deserving of another nomination)

Be Kind Rewrite

Hannah of The (Writer’s) Waiting Room

Selena of Photographic Craziness (My daughter’s blog…relatively new but she has such an inspirational view of the world)

There are numerous amazing blogs, so it’s hard to choice, but these are especially ones that strike a chord with my heart.

View in the Mirror

Another bit of writing based on a prompt. This one was inspired by Be Kind Rewrite’s Inspiration Monday prompt. Pop over and give it a try yourself. Here it is :

Rearview

Rearview (Photo credit: quinn.anya)

She had waited for so long and come so close to the end, her end, so many times. Something always stopped her, just shy of saying goodbye to the world. It wasn’t easy by no means. Somehow she kept hanging onto hope, when there was barely nothing left. Maybe it was the small glimmer of faith she hung onto. She guessed the reasons didn’t matter now. It only mattered that she had made it.

The chaos in her life was at least temporarily in her rear view mirror. Of course, this could be put both ways, figuratively and literally. She would no longer have to endure harsh days of words spoken in anger. Tears welled up in her eyes. She held them back. She wasn’t sure if they were tears of joy that she would finally have peace or tears of sadness that it had taken so long. Maybe it was a little of both. She looked in the mirror, watching the signs of town fade in the distance.

She took one hand off the steering wheel and lightly patted the suitcase in the seat beside her. One bag was all she had and it was more than enough. She would never have to see him or the town, where they had lived together, ever again. There had been some happy memories, but there had been such sorrow the last several years. No use, dwelling on the past. She turned the radio up and smiled slightly. All the pieces were finally falling together rather than falling apart. It was time.

Inspirational Quotes

There are some quotes I read and just fall in love with, because the words speak so much to my heart. These are some I’ve found which truly inspire me to write. I believe in following your passions. Don’t let anyone deter or discourage you from writing. Live life bravely. Just a few of my favorite quotes :

“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” ~ William Wordsworth

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection.” ~ Anais Nin

“To learn to write is to learn to have ideas.” ~ Robert Frost

“To sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying.” ~ Joan of Arc

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ~ Oscar Wilde

“Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.” ~ Steve Jobs

Zinnias from my garden...

Zinnias from my garden…

 

Writing Habits and Music ~ ♪

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Music guitar (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

Everyone who writes has their favorite writing spots and habits. There are different things that work for different people. We just each have to find out what it is that helps our drive to write and encourages the flow of words. I’ve taken to being more observant about many things in life, including my writing habits. Even about ourselves, I don’t know that we always realize things right away. I thought I’d share a bit about my writing habits I’ve discovered and share some music.

I write anytime an idea strikes in my head on whatever is available. Notebooks abound in my home and I usually carry one with me. If a notebook isn’t readily available to grab, then I have written on the back of random receipts found in my purse or snatched the magnetic paper shopping list from the fridge. Sometimes I’ll start typing away directly on the computer, but most often I’ll type things into the computer after writing them on paper. The main thing is to write something down before I forget it!

My favorite planned time to write is first thing in the morning. I’m not an early riser, but I am usually up by about seven. Mornings work for me, because I can be quiet with my thoughts without interruption.  My family usually doesn’t get up and get moving till later in the morning, sometimes as late as ten or ten thirty. This means I can easily get two or three undisturbed hours to write.

Being quiet with my thoughts, doesn’t mean silence for me though. I like to be alone without anyone talking to me or needing anything from me, but I’m not so wild about silence. Music helps to settle my mind. It puts me more at ease for thoughts to freely flow and my fingers to write or type. Sometimes I just have one of my favorite music CDs playing, but often I’ll have one of my YouTube playlist playing in the background on the computer.  Making a music playlist on YouTube is something new I learned this year from a blogger whose blog is now no longer in existence, but I am grateful none the less.

This year I’ve also been exposed to a wider variety of music and found quite a bit I actually really like, including some songs from my daughter. Typically I have been a country and bluegrass music kind of gal. Those types of music still have a place in my heart, but I’ve been listening to the other music lately, some of which I’m not even sure what categories they really are. I just know I like the songs. Here’s a playlist of my favorite songs I like to write by : Soothing Music Playlist.

It’s been a productive morning, though now it’s lunch time. Besides this blog post, I also managed to write a little over 2,000 words on my next memoir. As I wrote, I enjoyed a nice hot cup of earl grey tea too. Another one of my habits. I like to have either a nice cup of hot tea or a glass of sweet iced tea as I write. I encourage you to take a look at your writing habits. Notice what works and notice if there are some tweaks you think may need made so you can write more productively or peacefully.

Share your thoughts? What have you found helps you to write?… 🙂

“Unlocking the Words”

* This was a piece inspired by one of the prompts on Inspiration Monday over at the blog Be Kind Rewrite.  The prompt I partook of was — “used words”.  Pop over and get inspired to write something.*

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Skeleton Keys IMG_0774 (Photo credit: stevendepolo)

Rosemary sat cross legged on her bed and swept her long brown hair behind her.  She placed a pillow in her lap, then opened her journal upon it.  She turned to a blank page and began writing.  Writing had become one of her most treasured past times.

Rather than speak, she used words written on paper to express herself.  Of course, she dared not let anyone read the words.  She only wrote when she was sure no one was around.  The words were hers and she finally had power over her words.  She had a secret hiding place for her journals, so no one would be able to read her words.

She had tired of talking long ago.  It had been a couple of years since her lips had uttered words aloud.  Being condemned every time you open your mouth can have that effect.  Her husband had even told her once she could have opinions as long as she didn’t express them.  Of course, he had lightly said he was joking, but she knew him.  She got so used to swallowing her words, she just stopped talking one day.

No one, including her mother, had been able to get her to talk again.  Speaking simply hurt her heart too much.  She had felt sure no one truly listened to her anyway and her spoken words had always failed to protect her.  The words just ceased to flow as they had no purpose.

The door to her room opened silently and in strode a tall man.  He was dressed in faded jeans, long sleeve buttoned down shirt, and cowboy hat.  She knew he was there by the sound of his boots on the wooden floor.  She remembered the sound.  She stopped writing and looked up with a smile on her face.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took his hat off and somberly said, “I’m sorry, he’s passed.”  Tears silently began to fall from her eyes.  He embraced her and she cried more.  She cried not only for his passing, which she hoped would give him peace he had never had on earth.  She cried as well, or maybe more so, because she was free.  The man stood and turned to leave.  A single plea escaped her lips, “Stay”.

“Getting Out of the Cold”

* This was a piece inspired by one of the prompts on Inspiration Monday over at the blog Be Kind Rewrite.  Pop over and get inspired to write something.*

It was a cold day.  She was glad she had thrown on a sweater before rushing out of the house.  It was the last thing she grabbed before slamming the door behind her.  She kept walking and rapidly her legs took her to her favorite spot.  She liked the park this time of year.  There was no one around.  It was beautiful with the wide array of brightly colored leaves all on the ground.

She sat on a swing and began lightly rocking herself back and forth.  Her tears began to fall.  She dabbed at her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater, hoping to stop the inevitable flow.  How did she wind up in this mess?  She tried so hard and wanted so little out of life.  The more she thought, the harder her tears flowed.  She just wanted something to be simple in life.

She thought of the close family and friends she knew.  Most of them all had lives riddled with relationship disasters.  There were divorces, deaths of spouses, and anybody left together was miserable.  Most of the women she knew were in abusive relationships.  Why was love this hard?  Her fingers gently pressed her cheek.  It was still a little sore.  She knew later he would apologize, but how long would it last this time?

“I can’t stand the cold any longer”, she suddenly said aloud.  She jumped up from the swing and walked towards her car.  It wasn’t just a need for physical warmth, but it was a need for the emotional warmth from another person she craved.  She just wanted someone to be nice.  A little kindness could go a long way.  It was something she hadn’t had for quite some time.

She didn’t know where she would go or what it would take, but she knew things couldn’t continue to be the same.  She was tired of the cold.  She didn’t want the warmth in her heart to turn as cold as the day.  She needed and deserved love.  She lightly rubbed her belly.  It wasn’t just herself she needed to make life better for anymore.

Swinging

Swinging (Photo credit: clvrmnky)

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