In Process
In a time of a lot of uncertainty, waiting on all matters of things (both personal and professional) to right themselves, I’m feeling at peace inside my own stories. When the freelance work doesn’t call, I find myself with pockets of time to lose myself in the real work (a shift in thinking from a time when I thought only the paying work was the real work) of trying to tell a story. I have to work hard at this. Maybe I can kite-run off with a pretty sentence every now and the
Giving Myself the Time to Reflect Here
On a run through Brooklyn Bridge Park, I stopped for a sunset Even though there are still technical days left of summer, the start of September is always the start of my ‘fall’. And fall is when I begin my new year. This September I’ll begin a brand new novel that’s been edging its way into my heart and mind. I’ll confess, these days, there’s hardly time to stop and let a a story find its way. But I’m trying to find moments to slow down. I realize, the lack of time to reflect
