It isn't a secret. I love writing challenges and writing communities.
I love gathering with others to throw creative spaghetti on the wall, to splatter paint, to make messes and create results that sometimes suck and sometimes are boring and sometimes, every once in a while, cause a memorable stirring of the soul unlike anything before or will ever be again.
It is one of the reasons I participate in blog challenges like this months "International Small Stones Writing Month" and ShineOnline blogging challenge.
It is one of the reasons I created Writing Camp.
It is one of the reasons my art now is so heavily based in words.
I am in this heavy-duty, uninhibited, no holds barred love affair with words. I want to share it with the world like a teen aged girl giggles, saying "he said.. and
then he, you know... said... and he brought me and then... like... ohmigawsh... and then..."
This love affair reaches out. It includes you, I insist, grabbing your hand to pull you close. This love affair includes especially you right in this precise moment.
One of my personal challenges this year is to keep a Nature Journal: I feel it may be important as I develop more in-person rather than Virtual Writing Camps. I sketch around my neighborhood and tune into urban nature, mostly, since that is where I live and breathe and write most of the time.
I have started capturing sunrises and sunsets and along with that, whatever is happening when the sun rises and the sunsets. Surprising to me is people are enjoying them so much. Sure, the people who are "Small Stoners" like me, but also random people who read my tweets or friends, like Alison, who see my words on facebook and say, "I feel so connected with you when you write about sunrise and sunset."
There is a part of my heart that sings and a part of my heart that says, "Really? You are?" slightly aghast at the thought of it.
Here are some of my sunrise moments this week:
Scent of homemade applesauce cooking.
Coffee in my cup.
Ancient pencil in my hand.
My notebook open.
Overcast sunrise.
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a black and white polaroid photo getting brighter
rather than a red-orange-rose colored trumpet...
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Today's Moon Set: a gallant gentlemen, tucking
the darkness in his jacket pocket as the
ingenue sunrise whispered, "Wait!"
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Lavendar-Gray prelude: 39 degrees. Gold orb
emits dust bullets, slicing through finicky mist,
insisting to be seen.
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If I miss a sunrise, as I have this weekend because
of the desire to allow to get more rest in order to
calm my cold, I write the sunset instead. Here is
one of them:
Sun closes in on the horizon, changes from amber to gray.
Chill blows waves in the river. Five birds fly in a V.
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Gathering with other word lovers to write is a pure, ridiculously affirming activity.
Love words, love writing, love writing words and loving one another today.
Tune into the writing communities available around you and write.
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