A glimpse of life in the Greenpatch household a year ago: Light my fire - Thunder and rainbows. Eeyore, Saints Francis of Assisi and Ignatius; Julie Andrews; the first Christmas crib; Every Now and Then with Jesus; flag-making; the examen; Jackson Pollock and decorating Greenpatch dog in tasteful shades of sage green and buttermilk.. the joys of creativity...and kelly kettles.
Put another way - it's Sunday evening, I'm out of inspiration, but would prefer not to be greeted by a grumpy menopausal potato every time I log on here. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!
Showing posts with label writer's block. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writer's block. Show all posts
Sunday, 5 August 2012
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Capturing my thoughts
Frustration! I knew exactly what I wanted to write about. There it was: original, crisp, insightful, profound, succinct. Qualities I'm not famed for; yesterday at spiritual direction, I described my efforts at articulation as being like trying to wrestle a pop-up tent into its carrying case.
And, would you believe it? It was a dream. Oh great, just great! My attempts to drift back to sleep didn't work. And before you ask, yes, I do keep a notebook and pen by my bedside. When I finally came to, Greenpatch cat had jumped up and knocked them to the ground. Maybe he knows something I don't.
And, would you believe it? It was a dream. Oh great, just great! My attempts to drift back to sleep didn't work. And before you ask, yes, I do keep a notebook and pen by my bedside. When I finally came to, Greenpatch cat had jumped up and knocked them to the ground. Maybe he knows something I don't.
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