“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it."

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Spring is My Writing Inspiration

Picture of the beautiful mountains I live on - such a beautiful day today! 
Spring is one of my favorite seasons, besides fall of course. You want to know why? Because a) my birthday is in May and b) it's when I write the most. I love going to Sugar House Park to write. I started doing that last year and it became my ritual. There is something about the rebirth, regrowth, of everything that is so inspirational. Trees coming full of blossoms, seeds growing into wondrous things, baby animals being born, birds singing their songs. Awe, I just love it. 

I know big things will happen this spring as well. I can feel it in my bones. 

As for my WIP, it's coming along. I think I've found a critique group so I'm really excited about that. And I made a goal to finish the first draft in the next few weeks! I'm going to Washington, D.C. for the first time in two weeks, and I know I'll be inspired there. So I'm actually going to do a lot of writing while I'm there, especially because it'll be spring there as well! Cherry Blossoms everywhere to be exact! The festival starts the day I arrive. *sigh* I cannot wait.
Do certain seasons inspire you more? Where do you go to write?
Happy Sunday!

Monday, March 4, 2013

Happy Birthday Greg

Words are so incredibly powerful. This poem was one I read a lot today:

"I wish Heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again. I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and the days before too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a photo in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part. God has you in his arms and I have you in my heart."

See what I mean? Powerful.

Today is always a hard one for me. But I got through; even had a few smiles along the way.

Today is my stepfather's 59th birthday. Well...it would've been if he was still here with us. Two years ago Greg passed away from the horrific disease ALS also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease. I cannot believe it's already been so much time since he's been gone.

I only wrote a poem once about him dying from the disease (it's in my poetry section titled Broken). After that, I'm sad to say I stopped writing for a long time. The joy of it left my life, just like he did. But even in his wheel chair when he could barely speak, he told me to write. And so I started again, and that's when the passion grew again. I got the idea of my now almost finished WIP. It's amazing isn't it? When we lose ourselves, we find ourselves. I changed so drastically during that time, lost a lot of friends, and also found myself. The process was hard but it was a road...a journey. It still is. We learn so much from these barriers in and with that we grow into the people we're supposed to be.

Greg believed in me. He believed in my writing. And I believed he would be cured. Even though he wasn't, I still believe in my writing just as he did. He was a beautiful person inside and out. I miss him everyday.

Happy Birthday Greg. Happy Birthday Dad.