Chorus of Blue

Poem: Go Back

Posted by in Poetry, Ten Minutes, Writing

Go back and look at the small house the small room with the great window Go back and smell the fire burning hear the wood break beneath the weight of flame Go back and touch the round keys make your fingers stretch into each impression Go back to hear that mechanical click The muted sound of your own voice Go back to sift through piles of papers to layers of carpets on the cold wood floor Branches outside tapping the window The wind wailing at the coming storm Go back…read more

0

Christmas Nostalgia & Other Convert Conundrums

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Motherhood Project, Ten Minutes, Writing

I was blessed to discover and accept Islam when I was 19 years old. Up until that point, I had been a child, lazily exploring different faiths, but for the most part raised Christian. I dabbled in Buddhism, Wicca, Agnosticism, Atheism… I was trying to find my truth… but a sort of backdrop of my somewhat Christian upbringing was always there. (Side note: Never in my life do I recall my mother taking us to church, it was only when we lived with our grandmother, or later when I got…read more

Journal: The View From Where I Sit

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Motherhood Project, Ten Minutes, Writing

I was spurred to go on a bike ride this afternoon. It’s the first I’ve taken to really go out and explore on my own since I got this bike a couple weeks ago. I traveled along the partially paved bike path until I ran out of paving. Traveled along wistfully, surrounded by half-woods, searching for something. Some special place to call my own. Some little cove to steal away to in the early morning hours and write. I was searching for an escape from my life. I imagine that’s…read more

Journal: New Bike, New Experiences

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Ten Minutes, Writing

I recently got a bike. Its exciting, really. Its been a while since I’ve ridden a bike and, being that I don’t drive these days, a bike offers a whole new level of freedom and independence for me. I’m riding more and more frequently, as my behind gets used to the excruciating pain of riding for the first time in years (yes, I’m ordering a new seat), and hope to eventually explore new areas of Wichita, find new inspiration, and maybe even join some writers circles and workshops! Being homebound…read more

2

Video: Reaching Your Writing Climax

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Motherhood Project, Ten Minutes, Writing

Once you get into the habit of writing you will eventually reach your writing climax, a plateau in your desire to write. How do nurture and maintain your passion and still manage a normal life? Does writing take precedence over housework? Child rearing? Spousal needs? Let’s explore that. #tenminutes This post is a part of the #tenminute challenge. To learn more visit: Ten Minute Challenge¬†and join the movement!

0

Poem: An Intimate Knowledge

Posted by in Poetry, Ten Minutes, Writing

Although I know its not necessary to know the name of each bird, Their distinct calls: Chirp, shrill, twitter, caw, whoop, tweet, whistle, wail Or the name of the soft green grass beneath me Or the genus of these familiar jagged-leaved weeds Evergreen needles, long purple blooms The gray versus the brownish-gray squirrel These flat stacking stones The strange blood red bugs with frightening shells Although I know it is not necessary to know every detail I mourn it still: my ignorance. And wish I knew more for the sake…read more

0

Journal: The Myth of Balance

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Motherhood Project, Ten Minutes, Writing

I got straight up out of bed this morning, went pee, then walked downstairs and sat down at the laptop. It’s probably not healthy, probably not balanced, buts it’s already after 9 o’clock and I should have been writing hours ago. I can tell you that balance is something I talk a lot about but have yet to achieve. Even in a single day, balance eludes me. I think a lot about this vision of a writer’s life. I know tons of writers have kids, and husbands, and homework, and…read more

0

Poem: Business as Usual

Posted by in Motherhood Project, Poetry, Ten Minutes, Writing

I wake up and want to write. Pull on my favorite gray sweater Brew a cup of coffee Settle into the dirty couch. There are so many ideas Thoughts running through my head And I tiptoe across the keyboard Hoping to keep the house quiet. I recount dreams Blog, Edit, Repost. Type without much thought Building habits in the quiet. But gradually children wake up As I knew they would And I try to give the sense that I don’t want to be bothered today Today I am writing, children….read more

2

Journal: Dreams of the Dead & Living Nostalgia

Posted by in Articles & Rants, Ten Minutes, Writing

I woke up after a series of disorienting and wild dreams. Dreams with long bus routes going in the wrong direction, apartments with unfamiliar people, a strong sense of panic, confusion and loss. I woke up after dreams of my grandmother needing me to set up a shower and my failure to do something so simple… pipes leaking everywhere, failure and chaos. In reflecting now, that seemed to be the theme… an inability to do things right. Failure. I remember a boy who I loved, I remember saying I always…read more

1