My thoughts and words return to me

When I wrote a novel, a couple of years ago, I had no idea that the very things I had written about would begin to happen in my own life. I wrote the novel for its own sake. The process was an adventure (even though I did, at times...many times, need to discipline myself to… Continue reading My thoughts and words return to me

Joining with the spirit of life

Yesterday afternoon I sat down at my computer and wrote a little story, imagining myself back in high school but instead of recalling myself as I always had been: poor student, drinking too much, smoking cigarettes, feeling inadequate and trying so hard to fit in, I saw myself as a girl who had just "woken… Continue reading Joining with the spirit of life