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Happiness is a warm keyboard= I live to and love to write

The garden path was lit by bright, eye squinting sunlight and I wanted to run down it. To jump over the gate and run for miles finding my way to the beach, to the soft settling sands under my toes as I race to the waters edge. To abandon at the pier all burdens, daily grinds and demands on my time. To be the person I was at eighteen with eyes wide with possibilities, arms open to encompass the world, to live in today and let tomorrow watch at a...

Happiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write

So I’ve taken today to rewrite those pesky chapters that have been crowding my mind with alternate pathways. I knew the first three or four were solid but then the murky waters began. So many…too many ways to turn the tides so to speak and I know there will only be one that will feel right… but getting there can be a major trial and error. I always see both sides to stories, arguments, questions. Maybe that is the curse of a writer, seeing all...

Happiness is a Warm Keyboard = I live to and love to write

Took a walk to clear my writer’s thoughts and found myself lost in them anyway…The crooked, broken sidewalk stretched before me and led me past store fronts and open air restaurants. Sounds of music drifted out and I found myself humming along. Conversations flowed around me from passersby and patrons sitting at outdoor tables...I strung odd words together with birdsongs and car horns to flesh out the scene forming in my mind…My imagination took...

Happiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write

Another Bookstore closing…Another Library cutting hours… I wonder just what is happening to the literary world. I am of course old school and must hold that book in my hand. I am not an advocate for the iPad or nook or whatever title the digital book can be found on. I am not a lover of digital books. I need the texture of the page and the simple weight of the tome in hand to draw me into that written world. Having thousands of books at your...

Happiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write

There are those books that take you on a journey and whip your imagination into a creative passion. I love when I can forget I am turning pages…when words are no longer typed but are flowing to my brain with little concentration as my eyes move over them and images are formed… I am in the story seeing the characters, putting faces to descriptions and voices to dialogue. My hero is everything I want in a Hero and the Heroine is relatable to me-...

Happiness is a warm keyboard = I live to and love to write

Find your way home? What does that mean? Find your way home in writing is being true to what you know. Even in non-fiction and fantasy fiction where you can pretty much create what you want…you have to believe it yourself or no one else will. I am having that kind of dilemma. “Antediluvian Trouble” is giving me all kinds of trouble. I can create the characters /personality and such, but the surroundings of Atlantis are causing havoc. I’ve posted...

Happiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write

I love that lucid moment when I first wake up and know this is my day. It is not unlike a lucid dream when you suddenly realize you are dreaming and decide: ‘What the heck I may as well fly, it’s my dream,’ …And then you do...So Today…I may as well fly... When all 24 hours are mine to do with as I will... My choice... and no other voice but mine commands me. I can lazy about and read, take time to enjoy my morning coffee or walk along the...

Happiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write

The box was pushed back upon the highest shelf, untouched for decades and gathering dust. I had long ago forgotten it existed. To see it again and feel the memories return from yesterday lost… I was overwhelmed. I sat upon the floor and carefully took out each memento. Year book, pictures, love letters and under all…some old youthful musings in foolish rhyming syntax. Precious thoughts and wishful dreams to be a writer, as I read those old poems...

Happiness is a warm keyboard=I live to and love to write

We all have a story to tell whether it is funny or uplifting or dramatic depends on what moment in our lives we focus on. A story is easy to tell when recounting true events but as a fiction writer…I can embellish to my hearts content… and that is so much more fun. Let’s face it…Life can be mundane and boring…and since we still don’t know the big answer to why we are here…I would rather presume we are here for a reason… a good reason of course…...

Happiness is a Warm Keyboard = I live to and love to write

I’ve been staring at this page and wondering... Why do I feel this overwhelming need to write? Every day pieces of stories roll around in my thoughts like colored marbles until I can catch them…set them on paper…and string them into cohesive plot lines. Maybe the reason I need to write is to connect to who I am – find out what I believe in- Understand what am I searching for…find the part of me hidden from me. What I seek may sound strange but...

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