I caught the bug. I had kept it at bay for a while. In fact, I even thought that I might be in the clear and not catch it this time around. But last weekend I caught it. I have Olympic fever. I will admit that, despite my extensive…
The Waiting Place…for people just waiting. Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or No…
These words have an uncertain future. The letters that are arranged to form the words, that are separated by punctuation in accordance with grammatical rules, have high hopes of becoming representations of thoughts and ideas, hopes and dreams, fears and insecurities. But will these letters and words, commas and periods,…
I am speechless. I am utterly speechless. For a writer that typically presents a whole host of problems, but in this case, I am humbly rendered speechless – in the best of ways. This morning, upon checking the emails and Facebook updates on my iPhone, I learned that I had…
The thoughts come to you slowly at first. But soon enough the ideas are bouncing around like tiny white pellets in a pinball machine. The excitement brews, bubbling with anticipation and eagerness. You stare ahead, eyes wide, transfixed by your own novel thoughts and the sheer potential of what might…
When I received the photo for this week’s Photo Inspiration Challenge, I initially drew a blank. Cultural syntax, general linguistic norms, and inspirational quotes all represent growth as a positive aspiration. But what does it mean to grow? And is growth always a positive thing? As I thought more about…