Writer’s Corner – Design Verse

DESIGN VERSE

WRITER'S CORNER... Aspiring Author

“You will recognize your path when you come upon it because you will suddenly have all the energy and imagination you will ever need.”

Introduction

Soul Writing

It has finally sunk in that writing, along with being organized, is my core. What did Johann Wolfgang von Goethe say, “As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live”, well I trust that ‘I am a writer”! Those words don’t come easy for me, with my 4th-grade teacher red-marking my English paper and not teaching me how to move forward. My teacher was an insecure ass (yes I said it), who I claimed to be my favorite teacher… not! His insecurity, or what they called today – ‘white fragility’, instilled in me the limiting belief that I would never be a writer. After almost 50 years, it’s time for me to tell him to ‘kiss my ass’, then let it go. I write all the time, so according to Robin Finn, the author of “Heart Soul Pen”, I am a writer. She says in her book, “Writers write. If you are writing, you are a writer.”

Soul Writings

Life Style

EXCERPT FROM MY NOVEL

Europe: Third Culture Memoir

Morning Peace

I intended to set up my writing room and start writing yesterday, I found out that I can’t handle such a long drive, like when I was younger. That 17hour drive from Wilmington, NC too a lot out of me, and I ended up enjoying some hot chocolate on the porch, taking my suitcase up to my room and passing out, with the TV on. I say TV, but there isn’t a TV in here, it’s set up for relaxing & resetting. There is internet though and I brought an additional monitor with me. I have a FireStick, so I was able to watching some of my streaming services and movies in my iTunes library. My favorite movie, as of late, to help me relax is “Dance With Me”, with the gorgeous Kris Kristofferson.

I enjoy the silence of the early morning it’s definitely the best part of my day and with the snow it’s was even better. No stirring noise of any kind, not the familiar chirping of the crickets outside, nor the pondering of that annoying woodpecker just outside my window, and no neighborhood alley cat running across the roof. Yes, I know I’m in Maine and not North Carolina but still. No one seemed to be out and about, and the usual creatures seemed to be nonexistent as well. It was completely quiet and I love it.

Making another cup of hot chocolate and taking a small journal with me, I am going to do my “Morning Pages” and then get down to the business of setting up my writing room and working on a chapter or two.