Sunday, January 11, 2015
So, here's the story...
It's 2015, 11 days in. So far it's been a whirlwind; it hardly feels like 2014 is over. Ususally at this time of year I've already given up on my resolutions (or goals) for the year. Unusually, I didn't even decide to make any until this week. One of those goals is to write more, to get back to this huge part of me that has been severely neglected for the past year. I started today, took intentional time to work on a story that's been nagging me, and it felt good. I don't want to share it with you now, and maybe I never will. But the beauty of it is this: I'm writing again. Either way, whether I share that particular story or I don't, I will be sharing some new stuff with you soon. I hope your first 11 days of the new year have been fabulous, and I hope the next 11 are too (and the 11 after that, and so on).
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Update
It's been almost two years since I finished my year of writing, and it's been crazy. I have continued to write, although sporadically, and have been in talks with some people about publishing a few pieces here and there. I realized though that I haven't been writing nearly as much as I once did, and that isn't good. I was taught by a professor and friend, Lisa, that to truly own your writing one must write daily, no matter how hard it may be. So, it is with hesitation and excitement that I want to announce that I plan on writing again. I can't promise you daily pieces, but I can promise that I will be more intentional about sharing my writing with you all when the time feels write (it's a pun, get it?!).
May you have a happy and blessed Christmas season,
Allison
Monday, December 17, 2012
Wrapped Up
Tears flow freely,
and unannounced lately.
One moment I am fine,
the next, tears are streaming
down my face and into my heart.
I capture them in tissue paper
and wrap up the memories
with bows and ribbon made of dreams.
and unannounced lately.
One moment I am fine,
the next, tears are streaming
down my face and into my heart.
I capture them in tissue paper
and wrap up the memories
with bows and ribbon made of dreams.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Goodnight
I wrote you another letter,
black ink smudged on white paper,
scribbled furiously in the light of the moon.
I left all the words there;
emotions and heartache
poured out into the notepad.
And I wiped away a tear
as I placed it on the floor,
to enter a dreamless sleep.
black ink smudged on white paper,
scribbled furiously in the light of the moon.
I left all the words there;
emotions and heartache
poured out into the notepad.
And I wiped away a tear
as I placed it on the floor,
to enter a dreamless sleep.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Thankful November, IX
Thankful today for:
Lunch with a friend,
with whom I happen
to be related.
Orange chicken, fried rice,
and especially crab rangoons.
A church service with family,
and dad's quiet singing voice
as the hymn's play.
A happy dog
and a snuggly bed.
Lunch with a friend,
with whom I happen
to be related.
Orange chicken, fried rice,
and especially crab rangoons.
A church service with family,
and dad's quiet singing voice
as the hymn's play.
A happy dog
and a snuggly bed.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Thankful November, VII
Today, I am thankful for:
Friends and laughter,
ramen noodles and whipped cream
(best when consumed separately)
Family and cold pizza,
lazy nights at home
And blessings innumerable
that I am reminded of through song
Friends and laughter,
ramen noodles and whipped cream
(best when consumed separately)
Family and cold pizza,
lazy nights at home
And blessings innumerable
that I am reminded of through song
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