Happy Anniversary: 7 years

Seven years ago I started this blog. Today I have readers the world over and almost 300 hundred folks have chosen to come along on this journey. The past seven years have been a wild and wonderful ride. So much has changed since I published my first post.

Thank you to my wonderful readers and friends the world over. The journey is far from over. Here is to another seven years and many more besides. Cheers, james

Rededicating Time to Writing

So I am taking Pooh’s advice one more time and I am rededicating time and effort in my writing. I am taking time to seriously focus on writing, something I haven’t done since college and lots of free time. Or the time I did NaNo and Camp NaNo several years ago.

Once I figure out the order of my day, I should be able to write for two to three hours. Plus building time in for research and learning the craft. The dogs will make sure to keep me in touch with walks and exercise. Pretty sure they will let me know when it is time for lunch breaks.

This week starts my new chapter in life. Here is hoping I am up to the challenge. Cheers, james

Writing and the Lack Thereof

So I have been trying to get myself back to writing through various methods: The Artist’s Way Morning Pages, Getting back into keeping a notebook, this blog, looking up writing quotes, etc. I sat down last Fall and outlined a werebeast story. Transcribed most of my notes from paper into my computer, and haven’t touched it since.

Owl Story, one of the main pieces I talked about, I have completely lost everything when we moved. Paper version and the thumb drive it was all stored on. Cause I figured if I kept it on the drive I wouldn’t lose it. Ha, the joke is on me big time.

And MEI, Manuscripts, Epiphanies, Illuminated, during a crisis of heart got trashed, because I gave up on my writing. That is one of my biggest regrets. Unfortunately that one never got transcribed into the computer. So that MEI is gone.

So many projects and so many failures and the common denominator is yours truly. The problem is me. And I don’t know how to fix me.

Can I really call this a writing blog when I’m not writing?

I don’t know. Just like I don’t know what the future holds for my writing. I’m not sure if this is a temporary set back or if this is the beginning of the end of my writing. I haven’t been very good at keeping up with this blog over the last few years. But I am trying to get my spark back. Only time will tell if that is enough. Just know I am not giving up. I am keeping the faith, writing has been a part of my life for too many years to give up. So keep writing my friends, until next we met.

Cheers, james

Humble and Honored

Dear Friends,

I am humbled and honored that you have chosen to spend time with me through this blog. I look at the numerious places across the globe that visit me here.

I never would have thought my words to reach to almost all four corners of the world. I have three down solid. I just need to work on South America. Antarctica would also be very cool.

As of Monday, June 29th I have 283 friends that come and hang out with me. And for that I thank you fellow readers. You have hung in there during dry spells when writing was the last thing on my mind. You have celebrated with me when I have reached milestones through the years. My friends please know I hope you are well and safe.

Cheers, james

Absence

I have been absent of late from my blog and truthfully from myself as well. It seems the whole drama of a world pandemic completely drained every spark of motivation that I could grab. Even though I haven’t been posting, I have thought about you and worried that you were doing alright.

I have been spending time knitting. I call it knitting a worry rag (dishcloth) that I can fret and work out my thoughts and not worry about infecting ill wishes on a piece of clothing. Similar to a prayer shawl/scarf/blanket just without the nice happy feelings. But the dishcloth is perfect, it is used, wrung out, scrubbed with etc. So less of a trasnference issue in my mind.

Last week I purchased a copy of Julia Cammeron’s The Artist’s Way. It is a 12 week creativity through spiritualism course designed to help you tap into inner creative spirit. Each week focuses on specific tasks and processes. Her main tools are the Morning Pages and the Artist Date. Morning Pages are 3 stream of consciousness pages written first thing in the morning. And I’m not much on mornings. The Artist Date is making time in your week to spend time with yourself doing/being creative. In order to inspire your creativity, you must have creativity to draw from. That doesn’t seem to make a lot of sense. An example would be making and playing with play dough. Allowing yourself time to experience a safe haven to become your inner child. Or a walk on the beach, road trip to a new area, new music or whatever.

So far I have done one set of Morning Pages, this morning. Although I confess it seems that writing three pages at night would be more beneficial than first thing in the morning. And for curiosity’s sake I may try both a morning set and an evening set. We’ll see.

I have been reading the Forward and the prechapters. And tonight I am starting Week 1. So wish me luck.

I just haven’t felt like myself in months and I am hoping this will give me a path back to myself and my writing. I will start posting Quote of the Day and hopefully a weekly post on how I’m doing with the Artist’s Way. See you on Thursday.

Cheers, james

Strange Times

These are strange times we are currently living in, and that is okay. There have been strange times for each generation before us and there will be strange times after us. A lot of people are laid off right now and worried about where the next paycheck is coming from. Hugs, my friends, help is on the way, I hope. Either government aid, warm weather or the virus losing its hold, or maybe a mix of all. Some are working from home, bless you, my children (dogs) are driving me nuts and I am still going to work. And some are hard at work, my trucking and marine shipping friends, the healthcare workers, the folks working to keep our world functioning. I salute you and applaud your efforts.

Eastern North Carolina has been fairly lucky, we have a few cases. Being in a less populous rural area, it is less of an issue than the metro areas of Charlotte, Raleigh, Durham and the Triad area. My thoughts and prayers and speedy recoveries to the families suffering.

A friend of mine posted about the importance of keeping a journal, a blog, or a way to remember this moment of strange times. I keep both a journal and this blog, I mention it fairly frequently. But if you don’t normally keep a journal or a blog, perhaps you might consider it. Records are left behind from every civilization. Historians worry our electronic records won’t leave a trace for future historians. That we need written records, journals, photo journals, art journals, stories, notebooks, etc. more than ever.

When was the last time you wrote an actual letter with a pen and piece of paper?

Personally I think generations from now will be seeing 4 or 5 times great grandparents photos or videos. Things pretty much live on the internet, but what if they are right?

Wouldn’t you love to leave a legacy behind for your future generations to know how it was during your strange times?

Cheers and be safe my friends, james

 

6 Years Blogging

WordPress just notified me that today is my six year anniversary of setting up this blog. Wow. Times flies when you aren’t looking. Things have changed and things have stayed the same. And through it all I am still writing. Still trying to get the magical words “The End“.

Thank you dear readers for sticking with me along this journey. Cheers, james

We Are Growing!

Dear Friends,

I started this blog over five years ago to help keep me passionate about my writing. I never dreamed that I would find a like mind group of folks to hang out with. We have grown to 254 fellow readers out there. This blog has provided a lifeline when the “Real World” was imploding. I have tried to keep up a variety of content and Quotes of the Day have really seen me through some good and some troubled times.

Thank you for taking this journey with me. If there is anything you would to see us discuss. Drop me a comment and I will do my best. Here is to another 5 years and new friends we haven’t met yet.

Cheers on this sunny August morning, james

Me and the hubby at Chapel of the Park in Gatlinburg TN. Handsome fellow isn’t he.