What a glorious day! The day we live in our bright shiny bubbles. We love our bubbles. They are safety and protection, and then suddenly they burst. We weren’t expecting it, and we weren’t ready for it…but nonetheless, we have to deal with it. Then we get hit with that one more thing that throws us completely off-balance.
If you’re wondering what brought this on… I won’t go into a lot of details, but my friend told me last night, (after she’s been hit with many other things) that her washer died. I feel bad for her, but, she is taking it all in stride.
I thought to myself, I should send my hubby over to help her, and her hubby, fix it (though we live a thousand miles away).
I could just see it…he (my hubby) would be over there in a jiffy, and would take every single piece off of her washer until he figured out what was wrong with it. And this picture (left), would be him in a second. Nothing would stop him from getting the job done. No height, angle, or anything, would stop him from his mission. I have to say, I have a bit of admiration for his stick-to-it-ness.
Anyway, that is what a lot of us need these days…the will to stick to it… and complete what we start.
That’s how it is with our writing. We think we’re going along just fine when our bubble pops. We get a negative review, or a snide comment on our written piece, or whatever it is, and we do take it personally. It’s our baby. Don’t mess with “this mama” sort of thing.
But then, after we settle down for a bit, we look it over and see that maybe somebody might have a better idea or two. Then, we dig in, take it apart, redo, rewrite, re-purpose, overhaul, and re-whatever else we have to do to make it better because as any mama knows…nothing is too good for our babies.
So, wherever you are, and whatever you’re doing, stick with it today…and learn to dig into what you love. Don’t give in, and don’t give up. Make your baby shine.
Just a little lesson my hubby taught me… for those days when I want to say, “Go Away World!” He helps me see things for how they are. Bubbles are not forever.
Now let’s implement his lesson. We’ll all get there.
Be sure to check out Monna’s New Writing Prompts for today…
It may be just what you need! A little writing fun.
All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, -William Shakespeare 1564-1616 I want to tell you about my "stage" encounter today. Our granddaughter got to play a part in her first grade play. She was the witch in "Hansel and Gretel." And though she's very shy in public normally, she did a great job! She pulled it from deep with in, and "she rose to the occasion," and played a fine witch "if ever I'd seen one." (Though I would have preferred she not play a witch.) So, what else prompts this post? You guessed it: Cliches. They are everywhere. "All the World's a Stage!" This one is a famous one, and it has quite the message to go with it (read above). Why am I talking about cliches this week? It has to do with Monna's writing prompts that she posts each week from Writing.com So this is your cliche check from "Be a Better Writer." As a writer, our stage is the page. This is where we shine (or try to). You are acting, enticing, and creating art on your page with your words. That's if we do it well, and we all want to. Our public performance is what we write on the page. When we write, we desire to say something inspirational, and compelling. It's good to find a fresh way to do that instead of using tired and overused phrases. Sometimes, we use them because it feels "like old home week," and we're sure that everyone will understand. It's always a good idea to write your way, your style, but in a fresh and "eye opening" way (sorry, it's addictive). Experiment with your words, and your writing. Leave it sit for a bit and then come back and edit, or put it out there and let the critics "have at it." Sometimes, critique is a great way to get input to help you understand your mistakes. Welcome some of it. You don't have to accept it all. Consider the critique, and then go from there. Staying stuck isn't helpful for developing your skills. It's almost curtain time. Write from your heart, prepare your work and lead with a smile, and show the world your stage. Enter with style, and then exit with grace. Here's to your encore. About the writing prompts: This past week we had three prompts to choose from and I chose to write a 20 line poem using 5 cliches (it was more..."a little overkill perhaps"). Here is my entry on Cliches: (I did change two words)
Clichés are helpful
In their place-
When slow and steady
Wins the race.
When grass is greener,
Love is blind.
Don’t judge a cover,
Bide your time.
No guts, no glory,
No love lost.
Blood sweat and tears help
Count the cost.
Get off your high horse
Eat your words;
A party pooper’s
For the birds.
Cute as a button,
Hard as steel;
Don’t burn your bridges,
Keep it real.
All talk, no action,
Just keep it simple-
That is all.
Have a great week!
You are more than welcome to join in.
Be sure to check out the other entries:
My daughter informed me yesterday that there are “No Writing Emergencies,” just as there are “No bag emergencies.” (She sells bags.)
Does she not know that there is? (lol)
So, when those writing emergencies come…(for me, they are emergencies), and the flow of words is hitting you on the head with a sledge-hammer, warning you to “PAY ATTENTION,” what do you do? You haven’t a notepad, recording device, or “Ctrl S” in the nearest hundred miles to save those precious thoughts? You aren’t able to capture words, or put them on pause or slow, and your inner voice is telling you to run to the nearest laptop or notepad. What do you do?
Does the wind blow those thoughts back your way again?
“Oh, winds of word where dost thou blow, if not within thy humbled soul? Remain close by… for I dost fear thou musing call I shall not hear.”
Ok, Shakespeare I’m not… but in my pondering, I’m wondering if this is the results of “blow back.” The words not blowing back to you in the winds of word, and giving you unintended repercussions because you’re not writing them down. You may get glimpses of them here or there, but usually if they aren’t written down, or recorded, then those thoughts are gone- lost to the winds, and given to the next one who picks up on them. Or perhaps, within those glimpses you may recover a bit of something, and use it a different way.
We shouldn’t lose hope. Word association, or picture association… could help you to coax the muse back. Try relaxing or taking a walk, and pray for Providence to re-ignite your flow of words.
I’ve read recently (don’t remember who) about a writer who writes on a daily schedule even when the muse isn’t flowing, so that he will catch him when he is. I thought it was a great concept.
In a world of children, and grandchildren, we do have to make sacrifices. Sometimes things are placed on hold to formulate a more necessary connection with our precious ones. We would not want them to feel that our own pondering should take precedence over family, and sometimes it is a great conflict to calm the storm of your worded soul and look at things more realistically.
How do you feel about it? Leave me a comment and let me know.
I don’t know about you, but I love quotes. They speak to me and saturate my soul like color saturation on a painting. Full saturation of a color gives it vividness, the same as vibrant words spark inspiration for brilliant ideas and concepts.
Quotes to me are a great, and yet simple way, to keep profound ideas before me to spark creativity. Our vast imagination, spurred on through words, music, art, dance, exercise, or hobbies, may find inspiration knocking at our doors. Just like the quote above states…
“The World is but a canvas to our imagination.”
-Henry David Thoreau
I have yet to read one of Thoreau’s famous books about “Walden Pond,” but I will do so soon. Though I don’t agree with all of his philosophies, I can appreciate some of his quotes. Thoreau has quotes that really touch me. Here’s another that I love:
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
-Henry David Thoreau
I want to live fully, and make the most of my time, essentially. I’m now in my 6th decade of living, and it’s time to put the rocket boosters on. I can no longer dilly-dally. I have to find where imagination and inspiration reside. For me, I like words and concepts which are meaningful, and uplifting. I find many of those qualities in Thoreau’s quotes.
I love to write with soft music in the background, and look at art with both vibrant and pastel colors. I used to quilt, and enjoyed the different colors of fabric coming together to make a scene, or proclaim a message within the quilt. Again, more saturation of color. Just a sample of the working of my canvas.
Here are some other ideas:
One friend of mine makes art journals, and delves into them deeply making lovely creations. Another friend spends time writing beautiful stories and memories in journals. Yet, another friend paints colorfully elaborate analogies (pictures are worth a thousand words), and her sister has taken on speaking at Toastmasters’ groups to inspire people with the spoken word. They are all very creative and are living in a way to find creativity for themselves, and sharing it with others. And all the four, do other things as well. They quilt, sew, crochet, knit, sing, and do many others things.
My blog tagline in the past was “Live to Inspire.” I still feel to do that now. Finding ways to inspire others also inspires yourself. You know, that “iron sharpens iron” quality.
So, when saturating the colors on your canvas, what techniques are you using to set your imagination and inspiration on fire?
Leave me a comment. I would love to know. We can all glean from each other.