Simple Life – Writing Stories

My simple living led to new directions, and I neglected my blog. I still declutter and live a slow, simple life which has allowed some traveling and changes in what I want to do every day. When all the drama flows away and your mind clears, you can hear your inner desires and feel its pull. You can’t ignore it so you explore, little by little. Writing Stories When I was a small child visiting family in Brooklyn, New York, my grandfather took me for walks and told me stories he made up using the people around us as the […]

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Reflection Lake

A man drives his motorcycle up to a lake he heard about at the local gas station. He grabs the beer and sandwich he bought and walks out on the pier. Settling on the bench, he notices odd reflections on the water, but finishes his sandwich first throwing down the wrapper. He pulls out a cigarette and gazes at the water. He sees dead people swirling in the water’s reflection, his own reflection ugly and vile. So he returns to the bench and finishes his cigarette, flicking the butt into the lake. Shuffling on the pier distracts him so he […]

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Cat and Mouse

I park behind the biology building, my home away from home. The dorm closed for Christmas break catching me unaware I would be homeless for three weeks. Was that in the fine print? The biology building is where I got a work-study job that never goes to freshmen. Hard to believe, I got it. The work is interesting and the Professor I work for is nice. I park here to relax. I pull out my latest book, Lord Foul’s Bane, I found in a classroom dog-eared and worn. One of the senior students pulls up next to my car and gets out. I […]

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The King Slayer

“We could storm the castle. I can make swords for everyone”, booms the blacksmith while hammering iron on his forge.   “I don’t know how to use a sword and neither do most of us in town”, yells the baker as loud as he can over the noise of the blacksmith’s hammer hitting iron.   The blacksmith’s wife comes up to her husband. “So you’re a hero now? Are you going to save the day attacking the castle with you and the baker being the whole army. Or are you going to teach the farmers how to fight and win against King Harry’s knights. […]

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Frog Up High

This story was posted earlier but when my website was hacked, the story disappeared. There was once a frog who lived in the five acre woods by a beautiful pond with many other frogs. He was not content with his life with the other frogs wallowing in the mud and staying hidden in the tall grasses by the pond. One day he ventured up a path where he found several ferns. He rested under the ferns where it was cooler and not muddy. At dusk, he hopped back to the pond to eat. For many days, this was his life. He felt […]

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NaNoWriMo Killed My Muse

I committed to doing NaNoWriMo this year and started off well. But my work schedule and limited energy due to my illness (Fibromyalgia) have stressed me out of writing. Everyday, I have been verbally harassing myself for not writing enough so the flow of words have literally left. My muse has had enough and she quit. NaNoWriMo killed my muse. This is clearly a sign of overstepping my limitations. If I want to write, I have to respect my personal abilities to write what I can each day. Writing marathons like NaNoWriMo will not happen. Stress leads to less sleep […]

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I’m Doing NaNoWriMo 2016

After debating since Camp NaNoWriMo in July, I finally committed to NaNoWriMo this year. I’m planning my novel now with character descriptions and backstories. I have the rough outline of the scenes. But I have never written fantasy so now I have a world to build which is uncharted territory. From my scenes, I know some of the terrain I need. I’m not sure I want to spend the time drawing a map unless it help me write the scenes. So on one hand, I am planning and on the other I’m pantsing. The other day, I was having a […]

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