I've been wanting to post, but everyday seems to slip away before I get a chance to put down some words. And yes, I have to admit, it's been a little hard to come here after sliding to an awkward place where the words just stopped coming for The Quince Tree. I'm not sure why, other than after being so immersed in a story, it takes time to be okay
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So true -- so wise. And while it's there, in our open palm, we can still appreciate the beauty and joy of it.
I love that your creativity is stirring :)
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Beautiful and wise, Lorraine. I often fight that "unknowing," but you're right, it's an important part of the process of both living and writing.
So happy to know that you're finding your muse, even if she isn't where you thought you'd left her. xo
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It's wonderful you've written four short stories, and you could do that precisely because you could let go. Such a wise one, you are.
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(It warms my heart knowing you think of me when you watch your birds).
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We wait patiently for the stories of your heart in whatever form they take.
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