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This is something we should all read at least once a week.
It was written By Regina Brett, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio
To celebrate growing older, she once wrote a column called ‘45 lessons life taught me‘.
It was the most-requested column she’d ever written.
Her odometer rolled over to 50 in 2006, and there was an [...]
Posts Tagged ‘writing’
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Posted: 26th October 2009 by ~m in Blogging, Dreams, Internet, Life, Love, Personal, Time, Truth, email, hope, women, writersTags: email, inspirational, Life, Regina Brett, rules, writing
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2,592,000 seconds
Posted: 24th August 2009 by ~m in Akubra Hats, Australia, Blogging, Classic Literature, Creative, Life, Personal, Reading, Sad, Time, Trainride, Travel, Truth, weird, writingTags: Blogging, Ipod, Music, Personal, Reading, Time, trains, writing
I figured out that I spend approximately one month a year riding the train back and forth to Boston.
One month.
30 days.
720 hours.
43,200 minutes.
2,592,000 seconds.
I write, read, sleep, text message, eat, drink
and look out the slightly opaque windows and think.
I’ve been doing this for over 4 years and if it weren’t for my writing stuff and [...]
Something
Posted: 16th April 2009 by ~m in Angels, Creative, Family, God, Insomnia, Internet, Life, Personal, Truth, chances, dark, empty, women, writers, writingTags: Angels, Creative, inspiration, Pamela, thoughts, writing
Only my wife can say to me, (as she did tonight)
“When are you going to write something on the blog?
There’s been nothing of substance lately. Where’s the writing?”
I hate when she’s right. Write. Right.
I have a few things cued up in need of definite editing so please check back on Monday.
Thank God I have someone [...]
We interrupt this blog!
Posted: 3rd March 2009 by ~m in God, Insomnia, Life, Personal, Reading, Sleep, Truth, Wordpress, feeling like crapola, health, prayer, weather, wishes, writers, writingTags: books. blogging, breaks, interruptions, Life, mental health, Reading, writing
Because the writer is writing and reading but promises to return . . .
After the stuffy nose has gone away.
(and the bruised ribs heal, *don’t ask,
just know that an unexpected ice patch got said writer @12:45 last Sunday morning)
Silent
Posted: 16th February 2009 by ~m in Blogging, Dreams, Far Side, God, Life, Personal, blues, dark, fathers and daughters, feeling like crapola, prayerTags: deep, secrets, words, writing
Silence is good for me right now.
Just stay with me.
Life goes on, as will I.
Promises . . .
Scribblers
Posted: 19th January 2009 by ~m in Blogging, Blogroll, Creative, Friends, Internet, Just For Fun, Life, Love, Mondays, Personal, Poetry, Politics, Truth, Uncategorized, Wordpress, chances, technology, women, writers, writingTags: awards, Blogging, Blogroll, Friends, links, Poetry, popular, writing
I was given this award a few months ago by Annie, a writer I truly admire (and a dear friend).
She gave me the award saying this; “Michael at Smoke & Mirrors because his landscape is beautiful and touching, albeit often sad, and so very real that his words can touch as no others can.”
I have [...]
Short story for Mrs. Mac
Posted: 22nd December 2008 by ~m in Creative, Deadly wind, Internet, dark, deaths, fathers and daughters, flash fiction, women, writers, writingTags: english class, fiction, fun parks, horror, writing
My daughter Hannah takes an Honors English class with a very cool teacher named “Mrs. Mac”.
Pamela and I met her a few months ago at ‘Parents Night’ and thought she was one seriously intelligent woman.
Make no bones about it, this woman doesn’t put up with mediocrity.
That said, Hannah showed me a short story she recently [...]
Calling St. Anthony
Posted: 17th December 2008 by ~m in Friends, God, Life, Personal, Sacred, blues, chances, prayerTags: Christmas, Memoir, Personal, Truth, writing
I was up and out of bed at 5:45 this morning, a bit early on a Tuesday but I had some things to do before heading into Boston. I could hear freezing rain ‘ticking’ off the windows in the living room and thought, “Early train.”
Icy conditions bamboozle the commuter rail and taking an early train [...]