The blank page. It stares us down, like a defiant child, from our notebooks, journals, and desk monitors. We want to write, but it’s the first scribble on paper that causes us to pause. We hover over our desks transfixed. We stare back as one in the ultimate staredown. The first line, mark, or sentence holds weight for we who dare to take pen to paper, or who boldly write what no one has written before.
Category Archives: Writing Life
Journaling: Lifestyle, Practice or Process?
Recently, one of our three cats decided it would be wise to rouse me from my sleep at 2 o’clock in the morning. In the…morning. As in before sunrise. Did I mention it was morning…? I couldn’t get back to sleep, feeling awake enough to move, but not actually awake enough to do anything tooContinue reading “Journaling: Lifestyle, Practice or Process?”
All I know About Grief and Sadness
I have been thinking about the way grief has moved into my life, a permanent, unwanted resident. I have been trying to figure out daily how to navigate life with this new occupant who, whether I want to accept it or not, has decided to stay. I have been leaning hard on faith, which, inContinue reading “All I know About Grief and Sadness”
When You Kill A Spider In Your Daughter’s Room at Eleven PM
This morning I woke up to the date which marks the second anniversary of our daughter Katherine’s death. How is it that such a date can be spoken of as an anniversary? This I cannot answer, but only acknowledge. And as I sat wondering what I wanted to do in the many ways I wantContinue reading “When You Kill A Spider In Your Daughter’s Room at Eleven PM”
Enthusiastically, Dawn 