Muse: I can see her there. It could be almost anyone, but I know with certainty that it is me. I’m so close to this that the only thing that marks it for something inside myself is the soft mist that surrounds the edges of the image, a slight blurring that casts a flat white… Continue reading Writer’s Block
Tag: Writing Sparkle
Steer by Stars: That F*cking Title
One of my biggest challenges when creating a piece of writing is coming up with a title. As a rule, I usually have no trouble coming up with a working title, but focusing that working title into a finished heading is not my strong suit, or my favourite activity. However, I think it goes without… Continue reading Steer by Stars: That F*cking Title
Trading perfume for Bug Spray
The thing I love about camping, is sitting still. I think this love is something that is reminiscent from my youth. Just finding that spot outside, and sitting, drawing in the warmth, breathing it in deep and then lazily letting it out; meanwhile listening to the birds call to each other in various musical tones,… Continue reading Trading perfume for Bug Spray
Seedling Kids: School Lessons
With a majestic height reaching to the sun, and a thick hairy stem that is often over looked, this is a stalk that’s size is such that stories that shame Jack and the Beanstalk live in its branches. However, people’s eyes travel up past the healthy shoots of triangular toothed shaped leaves to the flower… Continue reading Seedling Kids: School Lessons
New Shoes
It was the first Monday of Kindergarten. Jacob was nervous. His hands were trembling as he tried to seal the Velcro laces on his old shoes. He liked the comfortable feel of his shoes on his feet as they snuggled against his toes. He didn’t mind the dirt-caked rubber, or the grass stains. “I have… Continue reading New Shoes
If we were having coffee, iced coffee…
The change of pace today from our usual hot coffees to these delicious icy treats is welcome. I’m sure with one month of summer under our hats that we must have lots to share, but our time appears limited by melting drinks so I’ll share my biggest update. My six week memoir writing course is… Continue reading If we were having coffee, iced coffee…
“Coffee is a language in itself.” – Jackie Chan
I love coffee. I love coffee dates. The last few weeks have been hectic with company, appointments, school trips, soccer practice, gardening, and the general stuff of life. As you can imagine, I am very excited to sit down and have a coffee with you. I love this idea of “If we were having coffee…” because for… Continue reading “Coffee is a language in itself.” – Jackie Chan
Over coffee…
Today over coffee we discuss what it would look like to view our life like a movie real. As soon as our steaming mugs hit the table top I burst out with my question of the day. Have you ever had one of those moments when you just know you are surrounded by ridiculousness, and… Continue reading Over coffee…
Gregory Green and the Backyard Bullfrogs
Gregory Green was upset, and not just a little upset, he was terribly upset. He had just moved to a new house, in a new neighbourhood, in a new town. Although his parents told him he should be happy because he had finished his school year before moving, he was not. He didn’t want to… Continue reading Gregory Green and the Backyard Bullfrogs
Names Matter
In an article titled How names influence our destinies, it is stated that, “Scientific studies have shown that the world makes different assumptions about a boy named Tyrone than it does about one named Philip, and while these assumptions are often wrong, they can have considerable influence on the course of a life.” – theweek.com… Continue reading Names Matter
