Shared an idea with my bride this morning and her feedback might have broken my brain. I love this woman. Can’t think of a good title. See aforementioned comment about broken brain.
Tag Archives: Journey
March 2 2020
February 26 2020: Pine Spires
Been very much off my writing game lately, especially my poetry. Steadily getting back into the swing of things. Today, this poem just came spilling out. Cringing at my misspelling of the word forest. I actually spelled it right the first time, then the second time my brain malfunctioned and I ended up going back to “correct” myself. Bleh. Anyway, onward!
February 14 2020: Valentines Day
Happy Valentines Day. I have some lovely, simple and beautiful plans with my wonderful bride this evening.
Te amo, Corazon.
Day 29; Impact
Well, so much for every day! Definitely missed the boat on that. Went on vacation and forgot to prioritize my poetry and take into account travel days. That said, I’m back on the horse and feeling energized!
This is going to be an epic year.
Day 18: Questions Questing
I wanted to write about the spirit of adventure this morning. This is what came out instead. Not quite what I had in mind but I don’t think it’s half bad.
Day 10: A Breath of Agency
Was thinking this morning about character agency in storytelling and how powerful a force it is. Remove it and you remove the heart and soul of the story. That got my thinking about agency in our lives. How do we express it and what happens when we do?
A Breath of Agency
Day 9: Untitled
Happy birthday, Dad.
No title for this one comes to mind–though feel free to suggest one–just memories of a good man who’s done more than his fair share for me.
Day 6: A Story is Born
Brought to you in a rush on my lunch break! Got to find the time to write every day even when the routine is disrupted.
A Story is Born
Day 5: Re-Genesis
Feeling very meta today about the act of creation and the way we play with ideas and stories in our minds. I’ve had one in my head for half a year now, more or less stagnating, watching all my other ideas pass it by. Then a few days ago I had a new idea, one that would be a stretch to make work. It had heart and structure but lacked originality. Then came the old idea, which I think has a great concept but the characters weren’t leaping out at me and the story wasn’t wanting to shape. They came together like they were meant to be. It’s tough letting go of pieces of each of them, but the new thing is far more powerful and I can’t wait to bring it to life.