The rain began the day after I arrived, and except for a few pockets of sunshine it continued until the morning I left. I could not have been more content. A steady pitter patter matched the sound and pace of my fingers on a keyboard when a weekend of typing, I spent. Polishing and perfecting …
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Write what’s right For Your Reader (audio poem)
Write what's right For Your Reader (audio poem) It took some doing but I did it I found my rhythm I found my pace I just needed a break from being the writer I needed to step back and start again on page one where it all began I told my writing brain to chill …
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“Lifting the Fog” (a special spotlight)
Lifting the Fog by Charles Schilling Here I am. Here I lie. Here I stay, And here I’ll die Here I dwell Here I hold; Here I live Or so I am told. Here I think. Here I’ll call. Here I’ll stand, And here I’ll fall. Here in the quiet I can think. In this …
The Write Mindset (video presentation)
Do you ever feel like you are making progress, running at a steady pace and yet the finish line keeps moving further away? As I continue down the path of my novel-writing race, the last few days have felt that way, but I am moving forward, and I know my final revision is just a …
Perfectly manicured Wild natures (audio poem)
Perfectly manicured Wild natures (audio poem) A pristine street of garnished green manicured perfectly prize-winning roses planted in a row lush bushes trimmed just so not an aspiration too high, or a limb too low A perfect scene, an impressive show the keepers keep pruning and perfecting as their pride and ambition grows Until that …
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Easter Eggs and a Glossy Train (personal narrative)
Easter brings an early sunrise, reflection, time outdoors, and dinner with my family. Sometimes we place flowers at the cemetery and sometimes I get to hug two adorable great nieces. Even more rare are drives to the Pacific Coast during the Easter weekend. However the holiday weekend unfolds, it is peaceful. Easter hasn't always been …
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Having More
In this life time is of the essence. I’ve lived a few life times in this body it seems, yet, it some times feels like my entire life time was lived during a restful night’s dream. I wake and know I have more to do with this life I’ve been given. I complete my work, …
“We Deserve to Dream” (dance inspiration)
It is a writer’s nature to think. They can create and save worlds with their thinking. Sometimes writers must save themselves from thinking it over and under and every other way their mind can bend. A story with no end. Always playing a game of mental ping-pong – bounce smack, bounce smack. The game goes …
Deep Dive into the Center
Layers removed. What did cover and hide, now stripped away. Bare skin. Bare souls. All that remains. Free of all they held and all that held them back. Into the center, they dove. Into the center – transcendence attained. The center holds the space where hearts and souls aligned, match the rhythm of lapping waves. …
Heart Beats on a City Street
Words, the author’s building blocks, filling half a city block. One after another, bound words, alphabetized and organized, surrounded by gray bricks, one after another, neatly stacked. Words transformed into books and bricks transformed into a building, by artists’ hands, inviting others to step in. I meant to accept the invitation and lose myself in …
My Inspired Life 