The Measure…

sunshine

Strength often cannot be measured in physical build and capability. People frequently view warriors as military soldiers and athletes but when it comes down to it; strength is all about heart, whether you lay it on the line, are a constant support to your circle, battle debilitating illnesses, or get up every day ready to tackle life again in spite of numerous setbacks and painful obstacles. We measure that strength in heart. As human beings, we’re often guided by that miracle of a muscle.

The older I get the more motivated I am by my heart. Not in silly schoolgirl ways but in the ways that matter the most. I am more loving, more open, more willing to forgive, and more honest but in a way that considers the other person’s feelings. I have found that my heart is more open even though I have lost major parts of my heart. I have lost people who led by example; these people had the brightest smiles and hugest hearts. I am motivated by them and hope that I am successfully emulating their ability to be wonderful.

NaNoWriMo Requires Two Hands

pink writer

I am not a mother but I am an aunt and a great aunt (aka big auntie). Lately, my little nephew has been spending quite a bit of time with me which was fine in September and October but it is not conducive to writing 1667 words a day. Have you ever tried to type with one hand while holding a baby in your arms? It is not easy! As you can tell from the name of my blog I am left handed however I am right dominant. Holding a 7 month old and trying to create dialogue, scenes and witty wordplay is not a task for the fainthearted. But I press on. I am determined to win this year! He is asleep now and I have to take advantage of the freedom of typing with both hands.

Grown Up

journal and pen

I pour myself into poetry and prose
Instead of tight dresses and jeans
I write poems about sports and sweets
While staring into the bright eyes of the
Next generation
I no longer require
Clubs and loud music
Just a good book, an empty page
And a pen or two

Owned by…

roman lookalike

There’s an enormous sense of responsibility in being involved with an animal
But tied into that is the beauty of companionship
Even when you don’t want it
Like while you’re in the shower or eating something really delicious
Or the constant demands to play or take one outside
And sometimes… it is hard to discern who owns who

If You Write Every Day

writing every day

• You create a routine
• Remain committed
• Are a writer

Notice I didn’t add a caveat. I am not saying if you write prolifically and commit to hours upon hours of writing but if you are dedicated to writing daily then you are a writer. This is an idea that I stumbled across while either cleaning out my NaNoWriMo mailbox or from some other writing site/newsletter. At any rate, I decided to tweak it. I write almost every day and some of it is not my own creative writing but re-writing the work of my students or just editing my own work or perhaps to just jot down a few ideas or poetic asides.
If you are participating in NaNoWriMo or just fighting with the idea of committing to writing for stretches of time every day. Stop! Stop pressuring yourself and thinking that you have to sit at your laptop or typewriter for hours a day to be a writer. That could destroy your love of writing and it could also make you feel defeated before you even start writing.
So here’s the challenge: try to write every day. You can start small or large, commit whatever time you have and stick to that. I guarantee that you will feel better without the pressure and you will find it easier to create.

Grow and Prove

lava

Some days
I am grateful for growth,
for maturity, for controlling my temper.
But
other days I long
for the old B.
The twenty year old version
of myself;
Who was quick to set fire
with her tongue.
Whose temper was nothing but
spontaneous combustion, lava
and tornado like wind.