As a writer I find it embarrassing that I was never an avid reader as a kid. I was much more interested in going outside. It didn’t really matter what I was doing, as long as it was outside. Mostly, I wandered. I looked at things, smelled flowers, tried to talk to the birds, and when I felt really brave, I would lift up a rock and see what I might find hiding underneath. I didn’t really become a recreational reader until I graduated from college.Continue reading
Looking at my plate,
there are a dozen crumbs staring back up at me.
With every bite
another cluster of crumbs falls.
Each one a unique experience.
Each one with a story to tell. Continue reading
It’s November now and the beginning of Family Stories Month. Yay! I’m so excited about this… Today is November 1st and National Author’s Day. I’d like to celebrate today with you, by sharing a family story about a very special up and coming author I know.
My five year old son is in Kindergarten and he’s learning to read and write. I don’t remember learning to read until maybe the third grade, but now, everyone seems to be in a real hurry to achieve greatness. Although I am a firm believer that every one of us has greatness resonating inside of us, I also firmly believe that we each run on our own timetable for this greatness to manifest. It’s not something that can be rushed through. It requires patience. It requires the delicate nurturing of your creative life. It can’t be demanded, expected and measured across the board. Despite what some institutions think, there is no educational standard for it. Each person will come to their greatness in their own time and in their own way. There will be a lot of challenges along the way and a lot of lessons to be learned. It will require a strong understanding of and belief in yourself. It will take some hard work, a bit of luck, and a good dose of openness to receiving it. Continue reading