“You should write because you love the shape of stories and sentences and the creation of different words on a page. Writing comes from reading, and reading is the finest teacher of how to write.”
― Annie Proulx
When I first started this blog, it was wonderful to have a place to post photos and document life.
Life has gotten naturally busier.
I photograph not only my family, but others when I get the chance.
Trying to get through writers block, I silence the podcasts while I attempt a sink of dishes. I’m trying to freshen my mind and silence the sounds.
Trying to get through writers block, I move my laptop near the window and admire the dancing trees which are still dressed in green. I make doodly mental lists of the benefits of a cloudy sky — there are many, by the way, the top one being how the white light slices through the window victoriously as if it were much better than golden, which it very much may be.
So if I don’t post as much on here, it’s because I’m writing in a different window, on a Microsoft Word document, in size 16 font (makes me feel like I’m making progress), and trying to get lost in characters! I am seeing the shape of a story and I have to commit time and energy to make the shape come to life.
In the meantime, a smattering of snaps below…
sight words on a slightly crumbly floor
and a golden Atlanta skyline!