Saturday Reflection

Hello everyone,

It has been a hot second (or should it be a cold second? Since it’s winter still?) since I took a moment. Sat at my desk. And wrote a bit of a reflection. 

So much time has passed partly because I was trying to be better about writing poetry and posting prose. I think I have become somewhat more frequent, especially now that I am trying to be part of the Writer’s Workshop over at the Go Dog Go Cafe. This workshop has helped inspire other stories and other prose. Once I start writing, I find it hard to stop. Maybe this is a good thing? My writing tends to spark new ideas that then spark other ideas. Like fireworks that fire one after another. Many times it is difficult to keep up with it all; all the ideas that pop into my head.

One idea that I have sunk my teeth into (gross?) is that I want to start working on a children’s book series. I have been mulling this idea over in my head for a while now. At this moment, the timing feels right and I can’t wait to get started teasing out this idea further.

Oh, and the quarantine right? Let’s not forget this. 

I am currently working from home. I am very thankful I have a job that can be remote. But the transition to “work at home” has been extremely difficult for me. I have found it hard to concentrate, difficult to stay motivated and overall I am lacking motivation. My loved ones have been grating my nerves with their natural tendencies and without realizing it, I have let my anger dictate my speech. 

In these moments, I can’t help but think “How long will it all last?”. It’s a race I never wanted to run. Well, let’s face it, none of us wanted to do this. But here we are stuck inside doing our part to keep others safe. 

I don’t want to just complain, moan and groan for this whole reflection. So, let’s talk about the bright parts of my day.

When the sun rises, I get to see the sky turn from pinky greys to bright blue. The early spring has meant that there are flowers right outside of my window, which I glance at every chance I can. My fluffy dog sometimes will walk in during the work day and bless me with puppy kisses. That feeling of a warm mug of tea in your hands as you start the day. Or the picture of my family at my “work from home” desk that I look at and remember those happy moments. 

All these little blessings are so good, so good for my soul. I just need to take time to remember them. Keep strong everyone! 

-L

Sherlock and Claire (a work in progress)

For the 3rd week in the Writer’s Workshop, we were challenged to rewrite the first sentence of our story to create more tension. This actually lead me to change up the beginning of my story entirely. (for the better, I think).

Here was the original:

“Halloooo?!! Claire!!??”

Sherlock bounded up the stairs of Claire’s house and rang the doorbell. After what felt like an eternity, the door slowly opened and Sherlock peered inside.It wasn’t Claire. It was her mother…

“Oh, Hi Mrs. Watson”. Sherlock moved his head looking further inside.

Here is the rewrite:

Sherlock bounded up the stairs of Claire’s house, rang the doorbell and peered inside but as the door slowly opened Sherlock noticed it wasn’t Claire.

“Halloo?!!?”

“Hello, James”

Sherlock moved his head looking further inside.“Oh, Hi Mrs. Watson”.


Thoughts? What do you think of the new version? Is the first sentence still too wordy? I am more content with the series of events in the second version. But I am not convinced it is the final version of the beginning. Please check out the Writer’s Workshop hosted on Go Dog Go Cafe by Tanya Cliff!

 

Sherlock and Claire (a work in progress)

“Halloooo?!! Claire!!??”

Sherlock bounded up the stairs of Claire’s house and rang the doorbell. After what felt like an eternity, the door slowly opened and Sherlock peered inside.It wasn’t Claire. It was her mother…

“Oh, Hi Mrs. Watson”. Sherlock moved his head looking further inside. Mrs. Watson, a small but determined Korean woman smiled to herself and said, “Hello James, Was Claire expecting you? She’s up stairs. But please, come inside.” Sherlock sighed, shrugged his shoulders and entered. He stood in the entryway. “I don’t want to stay long so I can’t take off my shoes. But I really need to talk to Claire.” Mrs. Watson smiled again.

“Claire?” Sherlock called.

A distant “Hello?” and a padding of feet was heard from upstairs. Claire rushed down straight into Sherlock.

“Gahh!” she cried.

“Woah!” Sherlock backed up. Mrs. Watson smiled again.

“What’s up Sherlock?” Claire asked while pulling on her sneakers.

“Claire,”  Sherlock stated “I found out more about the book, I was talking to Mrs. Jones and…” Sherlock trailed off as he noticed Mrs. Watson still standing in the entryway, smiling.

“Uhhh” He stumbled. “…we should see her ASAP.” Claire glanced at her mother. Mrs. Watson smiled. She knew these kids had secrets but Claire had told her a lot. “Go on Claire,have fun”

“Thanks mom!” Claire beamed as she pushed Sherlock through the door. Their voices trailed behind. Sherlock exclaiming “Mrs. Jones said the book isn’t just about history, it’s about time travel!!!”

Mrs. Watson gazed through the screen door, thankful her daughter had a new friend.

 


I am SO very late in following the Writer’s Workshop schedule hosted on Go Dog Go Cafe by Tanya Cliff. BUT here it is! The second part of the workshop was to cut 10% of the words. I believe this left the sentences more impactful. I tried to tighten up my verb tense (with which I am horribly inconsistent). Week 3 will be posted tomorrow! Thanks for reading!

p.s. Apparently there was a prompt for this workshop?!? Oh well, I totally missed that memo! Ha!

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge–March 24, 2020 — Go Dog Go Café

Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate. The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15 minutes, […]

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Shredded Dreams

The moon said to the sun,

“Why my love, do you leave me each and every night?”

The sun said to the moon,

“Why do you run from me each and every the day?”

The moon said to the sun,

“For you are too bright, my love.”

The sun said to the moon,

“For the night frightens me.”

The moon said,

“I will protect you during the night, my love.”

The sun said,

“I will keep you warm during the day.”

The moon said,

“Then when shall we meet?”

The sun said,

“Only as you eclipse me through the sky”

.

He shredded her dreams in a dignified air of victory. For how long would she have to wait for the next eclipse?

 


 

This poem is directly inspired by the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe. I am working through older prompts to help spark my imagination. Be sure to check out the challenge every Tuesday! Photo by KARTIK GADA on Unsplash.

Scarlet Rosebud

Glass diamonds on your neck

A scarlet rosebud on your chest

and I do wonder

why all the world seems to

stare at you

Emerald jewels on your ears

Innocent lies on your lips

and I do wonder

why all my heart seems to

devour you.


This poem is directly inspired by the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at Go Dog Go Cafe. I am working through older prompts to help spark my imagination. Be sure to check out the challenge every Tuesday! Photo by Eva Waardenburg on Unsplash.

Promote Yourself Monday, March 16, 2020 and Round UP from March 9, 2020! — Go Dog Go Café

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday! Another great week last week, now that we got the bugs worked out from the week before. Overall we had 270 views, 45 likes and 263 comments. As I have said before, numbers cannot measure the community we build worldwide with this wonderful feature, they sure tell us how important it […]

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Want

I no longer want

to write

about a heart’s desire

that burns through

my hands

my chest

as the noon time sun

dips towards the horizon.

I no longer want

a penny for your thoughts

verdigris and copper

all the reasons

why your life

isn’t perfect.

I want to cast out

all my demons

in the name of a Spirit

that will fight my battles

and defeat the

Devil.

I want to run into

the open waves that rush

along the shore line

crashing into every thought

and desire

I will ever have.

For when will this

lonely traveler

find peace?

.

Amen.

 


Photo by Fezbot2000 on Unsplash.

Oceans

I grasped for the ocean breeze

tossed my hair and felt the spray on my

lips with salt and sea

for somewhere inside

I always believed that I could

breathe underwater.

I waited to feel the waves

swim through my fingertips

and gently say my name

whispers of an ancient place

and a future time

while winds caused my eyes

to water.

By and by, I stood at the precipice

in one place while the oceans brought

loves and loses to my shores

there I waited for a sweet

sunny smile to release me from

the relentless oceans,

the waves of time.


Photo by Tim Marshall on Unsplash.

Distance

Farther than I thought possible

is the distance that you’ve traveled

as the setting sun lights your face.

A mile or two would not bother

this lonely traveler

but

farther than I though possible

is the journey you have taken.

To lands unknown and

lands forsaken

but

I know this is your dream

to see the seas and to set

sail into the sun.

This is you heart’s desire to

cross territory uncharted

finding new moments to call

your friends.

So

with the wind at your back and

my heart at your chest,

Fly, sail, swim and see all the

glorious horizons that this

universe has to offer.

 


Photo by Jeremy Thomas on Unsplash.