The Sunrise Story

Today is the final day of #TeachWritetober19! I set some goals and more often than not, I met my goals. I leave this month having written and post thirty blog posts. I finished and started a notebook and I revised more than half of my book. That's not bad for thirty-one days of work. I leave this month feeling proud of myself. I did it! I focus on what I achieved and how I can keep this habit going!

Yesterday I cleared out all of my email accounts. Answered emails. Organized emails. And then, the best...delete, delete, delete! I sent from over four hundred emails in my three accounts to twenty-nine. What is is about organizing an email account that feels so good? It's like an empty sink and all the dishes have been washed or a freshly vacuumed floor. It's like laundry folded and put away.  And now I feel old...I just wrote a blog post celebrating an organized email inbox. Well, whatever brings you joy, right?!?!

Halloween has never been my favorite holiday...even as a kid. A few weeks ago, I was Facetiming with my niece, Jillian, and she was telling me all about her costume. She even asked me to come trick-or-treating with her. The problem with that is we live 400 miles apart. After I hung up I thought, "I could go trick-or-treating with her..." It's a surprise. I'll be driving up on Halloween to surprise her. I can't wait! Now for my costume...we Facetimed again and she suggested what I should wear on Halloween for trick-or-treating with my friends. She said that I should dress up as HER. My dark curls are the opposite of her blond tendrils, so I solved it.  For the first time ever, I am looking forward to Halloween! 

Listen for  the love Ignore all  the hate- Listen for the kindness Ignore all  the malice- Listen for the laughter Ignore all the yelling- Listen for the honesty Ignore all  the liars- It's not easy Nothing worthy ever is... It's what I'm trying to do today- Ignore the  phonies and  Listen  for the     love,  laughter, authenticity, friendship,  and the truth. I'm feeling a bit down today...struggling with some relationships in my life. As always, writing to the rescue. Poetry to the rescue! I needed these words and I'm sharing them because maybe someone else needs them too...

A few years ago, I began sorting through my notebooks- all of my notebooks. I decided that I wanted to count them. That seems easy enough, right? Until another notebook pops up in a different spot and I've already numbered beyond that. I will usually tack it on to the end and keep going. Today I started a new notebook.  The last notebook that I wrote in was number eighty, so you'd think the next notebook would be eighty-one, but NO. I found a notebook that I hadn't counted.  Number 80 Number 81 So, my new notebook is number eighty-two. I still include -ish because there may be another notebook hanging around waiting to be counted...until then, I will happily write in my new notebook. 

It's Saturday. #TeachWritetober coming to an end. I've blogged 25 out of the past 26 days. It's been a process. I want to continue, but I'm realizing I'm struggling to come up with ideas. I feel like I've used all the ideas, all the words, and nothing is left. Thinking about "theme" days for writing. Thinking about more poetry. Thinking, thinking, thinking...