When I type, my fingers fly across the keyboard making musical clicking sounds. My task this time is to transcribe an eight-thousand-word printed manuscript into a Word document for editing. My fingers […]
The Pleasure of Typing Fast
Ow
I make many, many foolish choices in life, choices where I overestimate my ability to withstand pain, pressure, workload. I spread myself too thin. This time, I did not do that. I guess 50 also brings some small level of wisdom.
This Time
The only thing we can rely on is that nothing will ever be the same for very long.
What She Said, May 18: Rupi Kaur
“You look at me and cry; everything hurts. I hold you and whisper: but everything can heal.” –Rupi Kaur
What She Said, March 26: Lisa See
In our country we call this type of mother love teng ai. My son has told me that in men’s writing it is composed of two characters. The first means pain; the second means love. That is a mother’s love. –Lisa See
What She Said, February 25: Tracy K. Smith
“I shut my ears, averted my eyes, turning instead to what I thought at the time was pain’s antidote: silence. I was wrong… Silence feeds pain, allows it to fester and thrive. What starves pain, what forces it to release its grip, is speech, the voice upon which rides the story, this is what happened; this is what I have refused to let claim me.” –Tracy K. Smith
What She Said, February 8: Haley Williams
Sometimes life just hits you, right in the face. And it’s alright. Because I, for one, think it’s kinda cool to have a black eye now and then. And I think it’s definitely okay to have scars, and it’s definitely okay to hurt, and be in pain and show it. And that’s why we have friends in this life. And it’s why we have music. –Haley Williams
Inner Weather
Today is the 12th day since I stopped taking my anti-depressant. Before that I went on half the dose for a month. Before that I was on that particular drug for perhaps 5 […]
The Gloria Sirens 