I used to think strengths are the things we are good at

I define a strength as an activity that strengthens you and a weakness as an activity that weakens you. — Marcus Buckingham I’ve stopped writing many times in the past because I psyched myself out. I rarely read creative nonfiction. What business do I have writing it? I read fiction. When it comes time for pleasure reading, novels … Continue reading I used to think strengths are the things we are good at

Becoming rich

On my smoothie break from writing, I started eggs boiling for the kids to dye. I often forget about eggs once I place the pan on the stove and set it to high. I’ll wander off while waiting for the water to boil, then an hour later realize, “Oh shit! The eggs!” This time, I brought Writing … Continue reading Becoming rich

A whole lot of nothing

I watched the sun rise while I wrote this morning. “Write about the quality of light shining through your window.” That’s what my exercise was today. I’ve written ten pages per day the past two days in some wild effort to fill my composition book by the end of the month. There was no light … Continue reading A whole lot of nothing

Pour

Photo credit fancycrave1 on Pixabay  Sugar. Rain. Salt. Syrup. Love. Liquid from a pitcher, tea from leaves steeped in the sun, sweet with sugar melted in warmth. Dribble, splash. Soak-water dumped from the batter bowl. Thick amber tilted from a honey pot, viscous, gleaming like liquid gems. A heart into ink. That’s what I did … Continue reading Pour