Category: My Musings

Racial Hate Unites the Holy City of Charleston, SC

The photo of the “Charleston Strong” print shown above is the work of April Knight. All profits from each print sale were given directly to the families of the Emanuel AME Church shooting victims. As the nation knows by now, on June 17th, 21-year-old Caucasian Dylann Storm Roof, from Columbia, South Carolina walked into the…

Returning to the Fundamentals of Writing

In Stephen King’s book, On Writing; A Memoir of the Craft, he wrote, “… good writing consists of mastering the fundamentals (vocabulary, grammar, the elements of style) and then filling the third level of your toolbox with the right instruments.” I don’t know anyone that would disagree with Mr. King. I read a lot of…

Beauty Overcoming Fear

When you look at the photo of me pedaling along my favorite trail, a 10-mile trail that encompasses more nature than populated areas – fear is likely the last thought to come to mind. Why would anyone think of panic when you become one with nature, which is what we see happening in the photo?…

Pedaling And Writing My Way Through Life

Cindy, my best friend and I have been working hard to get ourselves on a regular schedule of alternating between walking across the Ravenel Bridge, from Mt Pleasant to Charleston and back to Mt Pleasant. This is approximately a 5-mile walk; to locating and discovering the local bike trails to change things up from time…

The Nuances of Twitter

Please Don’t do that! Please don’t drop your head into the palm of your hand and moan, “Oh gawd, please not another one!” because of this, I promise you, is not ‘just’ another one. I’ve been making mental notes about the activity that I have found disspiriting regarding Twitter for several months, and I decided today,…

Journeying Into Nature

Sunday, I tweeted, “As a writer, I sometimes get lost. Today, I rode my bike 10 miles into nature, and it was her sounds, smells, and lighting that guided me home.” My writing voice often gets lost when I am separated from nature for extended periods of time. Several years ago, I lived in Wickford,…

Why I Welcome Criticism of My Writing

I’ve repeatedly mentioned in my scribbling here and there that I began writing as a ‘tiny tot.’ It’s what I did in place of speaking because I was repeatedly told, “Children are meant to be seen and not heard.” So, I shut my mouth, and I started writing. My pronunciation was horrendous, but you would…

The Ebb and Flow of Relationships

“We return to each other in waves. This is how water loves.” – Nayyirah Waheed When I chose to write this blog post on the ebb and flow of relationships, I did not stop to consider the raw emotion I would experience while writing my way through to completion. The idea came to me as I was reading emails my dad…

Epiphany

I had an epiphany a couple years ago, and yet I did not realize it was an epiphany until two or three days after I had had the epiphany. I was scrolling down my ‘News Feed’ on Facebook, revisiting status updates, and I paused to read my response to a friend’s status update. While I…

Protective Façades

Many of us have either read or heard Stephen Fry’s quote, “Who are you when no one’s watching?” Or listened to Blake Shelton’s song, “Who Are You When I’m Not Looking.” We create our blogs, our Facebook pages, our Twitter and Pinterest accounts, etc., to establish ourselves in the social media world, and yet we…