October 2010
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September 2010
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Writing Progress
I am trying really hard to write fast. For the last 3 days I’ve made it to 5000 words a day towards a novel. Well except today I have 300 more to write. I really wanted to write 10000 words. LOL But this 5000 is stretching my brain. Fun though. I have to say I love writing even more than roller derby. I feel so lucky that I can do both right now.
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Roller Derby Love
I went to derby practice yesterday and I was late again. But it was so much fun and Shakedown got me excited to get dedicated again. I almost broke a finger, put another bruise on top of the bruise I had already on my left hip and I think I may have gotten a minor minor case of whip lash with one of my falls. I love that sport. I like volleyball. That was the only other sport I’ve ever...
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Wings
I’ve been having this thing about wings lately.
I see her on the bottom of a dark cave floor.
Hunched over
her wings hanging down
limply on both sides of her body.
What is wrong with her?
She’ lost her faith.
She’s lost herself and she wonders
What?
Will she ever find her way out of the dark
Will she ever live again
Is it ok to live in a world no one else sees
Once she climbs out
What...
Cranky Legos
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Let's Have a Feast
September 11, 2010
You think that you are ready to let someone go. Especially when you have been losing them for a long time. This is how I feel about my grandfather who has Parkinson’s disease. I think I am ok with him eventually leaving and then I start thinking about my life. Like my cat Scratch. http://wp.me/pfTeF-6e Those memories about him bring me back so far.
My grandfather made me brave.
He...
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Finally
She’s a girl on a bench. Where is the bench? Something to think about for sure. All I can see is her face. Black sticks to her skin mascara stains rivers of black Her dark wet hair runs Down Her eyes hollow dark and bright blue and innocent I can feel her pain. It draws me in all I can see is her face, I’m pulled back like a movie cam. I see her on the bench. I am puzzled torn hurt. ...
Cotton Candy
get out the pumpkin spices
turn over the jack-O’-lantern
something is a knocking
cradle your captain’s noggin
it’s gonna make no senses
it’s going to rip you up
hold you down
shower your kisses
2:30 am 9.5 minutes of speed writing
I’m walking on the edge and it’s dark. I turn and she’s there but who is she? She changes. I’m sitting by your side. She reaches her arm over my leg so that I can see its underside. Large round jagged streaked purple, black, yellow bruises. I look back up at her face in horror.
“Is this true? Do you even live after this?”
She lifts up her shirt….more. Her face is untouched this is how I...
WatchSoul Sister Dandelions
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Where do you sleep?..when winter comes
The summer nights are beginning to chill. I see it in the flowers. The way their peddles droop and their steams fold over.
I remind myself today of this homeless lady I saw once in Rexburg Idaho. It was blazing hot out, the sort of hot when dog poop bakes permanently into the pavement. I’m pretty sure I saw that.
This woman was walking around in a long fur coat. I could...
A Different World
Where to start? I know that my road started years ago, when I started reading the “Path of Least Resistance.” I started this book about 1-2 years before I left my Mormon faith. I am trying to remember its tenants. It helped me to open my mind. It was about living life different than I was. Instead of doing things like I had always done.
Think where I am at and then imagine where I...
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9-7-2010 Early Morning
Oh my gosh the other night I got up and took pictures in the dark outside. It’s a whole DIFFERENT WORLD this time of day. AMAZING.
thelostperspective asked: Read your about me, and you must be one hell of a woman. Stay strong!
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9-6-2010
These are the days I feel so agitated not because any thing is wrong but because there is so much.
My head swirls.
Laundry….How many clean piles vs. dirty piles do I have? And I’m getting really tired of digging for every item my kids need to wear that day.
Same with my writing. I just spent way too much time looking for a story that I really want to edit. Argh…
I so...
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Tiny Adventures 9-6-2010
Today I feel stuck between so many places.
My brain is slightly numb.
I’m at peace
and slightly undone.
*Here’s yesterday’s hike up Badger Mountain.
I’m looking out my window this morning and wondering how our hiking adventure is going to turn out today. I’ll be honest, with my new found addiction to my camera I’m not so worried about the dark clouds in...
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Chile miners: Just 19.. trapped 2,300ft below... →
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Whose Who Trapped Miners →
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9-5-2010
I feel emotionally drained today. There are so many places I want to go in my writing right now. Like the trapped miners. I think of them and for some reason my heart opens right up and spills all over the place. I can’t imagine being stuck down there, in such a small area, in the dark.
I worry about them. I love all of the effort that is going in to help keep them sane, because could...
Watch
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A Shot in the Dark
Tonight I thought of you. I wish my camera could have caught what I saw in the sky.
The moon
a sliver
brighter than any other
sky I’ve ever been under
Wispy weaving clouds
splashes of stars
most of them hidden
You brought me here
You worry
but I know
angels come
in so many forms
You remind me of
wishes
and goddesses
coffee and wine
Perfect presents
and
Mysterious...
Tomorrow I’m going to give you all of my love
go back to the beginning.: I sat down to write a... →
And for the first time in my life, there were no words to describe what is it that goes on inside of me when I see you. The ideas are there, but they won’t come out how I want them to. I’m not even sure how I want them to. I think of you by day. I dream of you by night. I feel very lucky that I…
I'm in trouble
Mr. Drama (aka, my 1st grader): I missed you a little today.
Me: Really?! Awe....you are so sweet. XOXO
Mr. Drama: snuggles into my arms
Me: melt
Mr. Drama: So can I have these paper plates?
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All the Colors
We walk along the sidewalk. There is too much chatter. I crave quiet with him. I crave him by my side, the warmth of his shoulder next to mine.
“Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know.” I tell him. I’m distracted. A woman and her children pass by creating a tiny circus. The noise and chatter irritates me. I hate that I’m irritated. I want you...