Posts Tagged ‘writing’



Quiet summer morning
Day dawns cool and pleasant
Breakfast for two
Outdoor eating
Watching the world rush by
Eating slowly
All the carrion the world
Two vultures in the median strip


The other day I was on WordPress looking at postings, and looked at the statistics on my page.  I realized that, mid-way through April (okay, 2/3’s of the way through) I’ve only had one post.  I don’t know why I haven’t blogged more, but clearly I’m way below average even for my lackluster publishing.  I’m not sure why, unless it’s just sloth.


Now the idea of me being a sloth would amuse many people.  My current boss is amazed at how many projects I tackle. My previous boss, who I clashed with frequently, said that he’d only need a two person division if everyone did as much as I did.  And yet… I am, stalled in writing again.

It’s not a lack of ideas; Lord knows I’ve so many ideas and things about which I want to write and explore.  I have piles of articles, notes, drafts all waiting for publishing.  It just seems that recently, even with the advent of spring, even with the brighter days, when I get back to the apartment I just want to sit with the cat and chill until it’s time to go to bed.  The number of times I’m drifting off with Benny is surprising to me (it’d be even more but he has this tendency to feel the loss of muscle tone as I drift off, and yowls at me which then wakes me up).

I know. First rule of write club is to write.  I’ve violated it.  Again.  Yet again.

Well, I guess this is the first effort at kick-starting the process again.  At worst it was a good excuse to post a cute sloth picture 🙂

More to come, I hope.

“…over, a new one just begun.”

And so we reach 2017, and I start a new year of blogs.  I hope that I continue to blog at the pace I did last year.  I thought it was a doable pace, and one that worked out despite the issues of logistics that I had with the libraries that I go to in order to create.

I would like to expand my writing.  I know there will still be writing on politics; I have such a different view of them that I can’t help but try to articulate it.  And of course there will be blogs and reblogs about sustainability and things green (please don’t confuse this with Gog and Magog…brownie point for getting the reference!)  I think there will be a few on faith; I’ve been mulling some over and I think I’m ready to put them down for consideration.

When I first starting blogging  years ago, a good portion of material was what I would call “creative writing.” It was inspired through my helping my daughter find her voice in writing.  Since her departure from my life, I’ve had very few occasions to practice that skill, but perhaps if I become more cognizant of the desire, the desire will come.

And so….here starts a new year, a new round of thoughts, a new voyage to the unknown year 🙂


“..another year over, a new one…”

And so this is the end of the 2016 blog.  My next post will be in 2017, a year filled with…God only knows what will transpire in the new year.

I do know that at least on my personal front, I managed to meet a goal, accomplish my target.  I wanted to write more this year. And I did manage to write more.  The average was just over one a week.  Yes, a couple of months only had three, while one had seven (!) but I still was able to sit down and write more. I’m glad.  I don’t know if it did anything for anyone else (I hope it did) but it helped me by allowing me to process, express, consider, respond, etc.

I hope that next year I do as well. Maybe better.  Maaaaybeee 🙂 If I continue to average once a week I’ll be good.  Perhaps I’ll crack 2000 view…I know, not much compared to many I know and follow, but still a nice metric for me.  And 72 countries, which also pleases me.  So on to the new year, new blogs, new topics, new themes.

Happy new year folks.



I’ve shared previously on how I tend to use the library for blogging, and how the renovation of the Central Branch has forced me to change my routine. I adapted to that change better in June and July than I expected I would.  Creativity and determination flowed!  (yes, I know, 4 or 5 or 6 blogs a month is not a great production for many, but as an engineer unaccustomed to creative writing, it is a great milestone for me!).  I was on track to survive the changes, survive the disruption……..

Or not. Here it is the end of October and …..I’m still out of my routine.  Apparently, library renovations work similarly to home renovations, taking longer to finish than anticipate.  At least that’s what I’m surmising from the change in the date of the re-opening of the Central Branch.  Originally it was set for early September, just after school started.  I even stopped by that weekend, only to find a still empty parking lot and still shuttered doors.  I went on line (which I should have done earlier, yes I know, thank you very much) and discovered it would be early October.


Okay, I can survive it another month.  And my production of pieces in September suggests that I was able to keep the new routine going.  But then it moved from early October to mid….to late…and now to early November.  Will this dangling promise ever be done?  Do they have Michelangelo giving the completion date to Pope Julius?

I’m frustrated that I lost my blog mojo in October because of this. I put off work at the East Columbia Branch because I wanted to be back in my familiar haunts. The delay caused me to slip, to neglect, to ignore the writing I wanted to do.  The pending dark of Eastern Standard Time isn’t going to help me get back into the groove either, as the promise that Winter is Coming only brings with it the promise of SAD (seasonal affective disorder) that accompanies the loss of daylight and warmth.

Grumbling only helps a little.  But grumbling in writing, that helps more because at least I’m writing.   Perhaps I’m finally going back to the First Rule and reminding myself of it yet again.

And aren’t you glad at least that I’m not writing about the 1000-day Siege of the 2016 Election? 😀

Routinely …..ruined

I can’t write anymore.  It’s the library’s fault.  Really.  How ironic is it that a library has actually stopped someone from writing?

Perhaps I should explain.

I typically stopped at the Central Branch of the library when I wanted to work on my blog.  I stopped on my way home from work, because it is in a pretty convenient place considering my drive home.  Writing there allowed me to focus a little better, because I only had the blog to think about while I was there.  No food distractions calling to me (no Doritos allowed in the computer areas), nor deciding what music to play (a quick Pandora smooth jazz if I wanted any sound).  Very importantly, there was no 16 lb orange and white tabby cuddle muffin who wanted attention or petting.  While occasionally there were distractions of noisy teens, or the person next to me needing librarian assistance (why are the librarians the loudest talkers in the library?!), it was generally a good place to go.  On top of that, stopping by after work and before I got to the apartment meant I wasn’t tempted to take a walk, go to sleep, go out to eat…but kept me on a short time leash since I needed to write and then go home and do those other things.


But I can’t now.  The Central Branch library is undergoing a renovation and is closed for three or four months (I wonder about that.  Renovations always take more time than you expect).  I could go to the next closest East Columbia branch, but it is not the same.  It is harder to get to coming home from work from a traffic standpoint.  It is much louder, and has a less desirable layout (which contributes to the noise issue).  The rhythm that I was in is now disrupted, thrown asunder by the renovation.

Yes, I know.  First world problem for sure!  Still, it IS a change in routine, and just when I was getting better at setting aside time to blog.  I know I’m not going to give this up for the four or five months of the change, but it does mean that I have to figure out how to manage this new challenge.  At least now I realize the change, and realize that I need to slog through on the blog if I still want to write.  And I DO want to write, at least based on the piles of clippings and ideas I still have hanging around in the apartment.

So this is the first blog of the new location.  No different to you.  But pretty different to me.

Onward 🙂





Snow delayed

It’s been a lot longer since I posted than I intended. I have been pretty pleased with progress on writing more frequently in 2016…at least until the last couple of weeks. My falling of the wagon, or dropping of the pen (which would be more accurate, since I still tend to write longhand cursive the blog before I convert it to electrons on a computer) was due to a couple of factors.

First up was work, which seemed to suck up time and suck out life at a faster than anticipated rate for a week or two. The second event was the blizzard. It seems to have thrown off my rhythm and pace of writing. Not that I couldn’t have written during the storm and the dig out. I could have, and probably should have. But instead I hunkered in and hibernated during that week. I grew lazy and bonded with my sweat pants and claimed dominion over the futon. I became a cushion for a large orange feline to reside upon, became a coddler of my cuddler.

Time moves on though. Cleared streets allow me no respite from the call of work. The daily routine returns to its rinse and lather and repeat. And so now it’s time to start writing once again.


Farmers rush to bring food from the fields to the market, knowing that consumers are enamored with fresh food.  Fields to table is even the new “in” thing

Fishermen rush to bring fish to market.  Old fish are good for not much more than fertilizer.

Words are no different.  My problem this past year (well, one of my problems with the blog this past year…let’s keep this on track!) is that it takes me too long to bring my views to market.  My produce is wilted and my fish smell.  Somehow I need to learn to condense and package my thoughts while the topic is still fresh in people’s mind….and in mine.  I wonder how my perspectives change as I let it sit and marinate, versus getting it out faster.


Solving this takes purposefulness.  I need to take time to write when the mood strikes, and when It doesn’t.  I need to return to my written journal, so that I can start processing the thoughts and letting them flow.  I also need to take time to blog.  There is a difference for me between writing and blogging, and not just in the perceived need to find images and pictures to draw out the blog. I really do much better at managing my thoughts when I write them down versus when I type them out.  There is just something creative about the process of manually writing that I don’t get when I type.  This is especially true when I write a poem, or an emotionally based piece.  Many is the time that the act of writing has helped me understand myself and what I’m doing and feeling.

The irony of the post is that….I had the idea down last week but only just finished it today.  How sad! 😦

But at least I’m putting my thought out there, and that is part of what is important to me.



Writing challenges


I’ve been thinking about the challenges I face in attempting to get back into the routine of blogging and writing.  If I can acknowledge and work around them, I would think that it will help me increase my writing time.  If I can’t see them or tackle them then… voice is silenced by the unnamed forces around me.

One of my challenges is habit and technology.  I really prefer to write when I write.  To put pen to paper in a nice journal in a friendly setting and let my thoughts pour forth.  But if I do that, then I need to transfer those thoughts to electrons through the  voodoo magic of plastic keys and silicon circuits, which takes additional time.  For whatever reason, maybe because it wasn’t first nature to me, I don’t compose as well on the computer as I do in a journal.  An added benefit for me of a journal is transportability, because I can take it to dinner with me, carry it to the car repair shop, or even have it at work when an inspiration strikes.

Podiatry is another challenge, because isn’t podiatry a challenge to all writers? No?  Well,  I’ve mentioned the plantars I’ve had for a year, and while it’s better, I’m still not sure enough to go on the long walks each day.  I have been able to walk some in the past few months, and took my first 10 km walk in a year for new year’s.  But I need to be able to come up with inspiration without having to walk.

Habit is a major issue as well.  Not having written regularly since March of last year, it will take me a while to build the muscle memory that is necessary to do this. I used to have a plan of writing once a week…I may have to push that to 5 times a month just to shorten the down-time.  It’s not like I haven’t got a pile of things I want to write about 😉 but actually writing about them, aye there’s the rub.

Life is the other thing that inhibits me.   Not so much life per se but the other things I want to do, need to do, or do that I shouldn’t do.   Writing does take time, and something either has to go, or be improved upon, in order for me to actually accomplish the writing

So, forward into 2015….

The secret to writing is…..


It’s been a while since I’ve been here.  I’m not totally sure I know why that was and what caused it, but it has been a long hiatus since I’ve posted.  Some has been due to health (my feet are better).  Some was due to relationship issues (learning to let go and move on).  And a portion was due to plain overwork (thanks to a particularly tough work schedule this summer and fall).creative writing

I think that I have found, discovered, or uncovered a truth about writing that I overlooked  and hadn’t realized.  I’ve been a writer for a considerable period of time….even back in high school and college I had a journal, kept track of what I was thinking and feeling.  Since then I’ve even started contemplating a whole raft of books I’d like to write, both technical and fiction.  My contribution to the Robinson Nature Center is one of those pieces of writing that I’m in dire need to address.  And yet….I’ve forgotten this most basic fact.

The secret to writing is… write.

Simple isn’t it?  I really can’t get better in my forms and composition, I cannot fill out outlines, I cannot create stories if…..if I don’t actually write.  Whether it is pen and paper writing (which I love) or computer keyboard writing, I HAVE to do actually do it for it to happen.  So I will.  I will not be as particular about the topic, or the style.  They will improve as I progress.  I will not worry about the number of words (despite the counter on the WordPress page).  I will just write.  However much or little, deep or superficial, I feel.  It’s possible there will be improvement over time, one can hope that practice will make perfect, or at least better.  But without actually sitting down and doing it?  Nothing.  Nada. Zilch.

So on to 2015 and the rebirth of the write stuff.


First effort…successful 🙂