Friday, February 26, 2010


A wonderful quote shared by Sarah.

"By living well, by observing as you live, by reading well and observing as you read, you have fed your Most Original Self. By training yourself in writing, by repetitious exercise, imitation, good example, you have made a clean, well-lighted place to keep the Muse. You have given her, him, it, or whatever, room to turn around in. And through training, you have relaxed yourself enough not to stare discourteously when inspiration comes into the room."
Ray Bradbury

Thursday, February 11, 2010


I've been trying to do writing exercises regularly. Sometimes I post them here. Lately I've been participating in Sarah Salway's "Snaps" over on her blog. The goal is to write a 50 word story based on a photo. It's been a good way to stretch the writing muscles, and I've really enjoyed Sarah's creativity while stirring my own. So take a peek over there if you haven't already! And if you've the inkling, try your hand at a Snap :)

Friday, January 22, 2010


He felt a twinge of regret. It surprised him right after the door was shut and he surveyed his now quiet domain. Devoid of annoyance, demands and concessions. Devoid too of life flitting to and fro from room to room, filling it with a presence much more solid than something intangible had any right to be. The pressure pent up had been released. Instead of feeling relieved, he felt empty and lonely. But he shook it off, as he always did, and began his week-long interrupted routine to fill the gap.

Thursday, January 07, 2010


Something's not right. Her restless stalking around in circles does nothing to reassure him. He asks what's wrong. She stares at him, furious. Furious that she doesn't know. Furious that he expects a response to a question she can't answer. And that fury strikes the point of least resistance. Inwardly he flinches even as he adopts a bored expression and turns his attention back to the newspaper. Something much easier to understand.

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

The Sun and I

The sun is playing hide and seek with me. Just when I think I've caught it, it darts behind another cloud, peeks out, then flees to another, and another. Before long I tire of the game and turn back towards the building. But it has one ambush left. In a flash of bright laughter it sweeps me up in an embrace that tingles through a body raw with cold. I carry this warmth with me the rest of the day.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009



*stomp stomp*



The sounds of a restless soul in an old building.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Luke 2:8-14 (ESV)

"And in the same region there were shepherds out in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were filled with fear.

And the angel said to them, 'Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger.'

And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased!' ”

Today we celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, the hope of a fallen world. Merry Christmas everyone, may your day be full of joy and the glory of God.