excavating the story

When I reached 10,000 words, I received this encouragement in an email from NaNoland:

Author Erin Morgenstern wrote, “I like to think of NaNo-ing as excavating… Things that felt like desperate, random nonsense on page 72 (the broken pocket watch, a partially obscured tattoo, that taxidermied marmot on the mantelpiece) are suddenly important and meaningful on page 187. Everything could hinge on the fate of that marmot. Or the marmot may be a red herring. Or perhaps the marmot is just a marmot. You have to keep writing to find out.”

:o) Love it!

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you still grow

You are so hard on yourself.

Take a moment.

Sit back.

Marvel at your life:

at the grief that softened you,

at the heartache that wisened you.

Despite everything,

you still grow.

Be proud of this.

~ unknown

(Source: My yoga instructor closed class today with this quote. Then, I came home and found it online at Positivity Note, Pinterest)

 

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the test of inversion

Observe particularly how and where the curve and straight lines unite: also the equal spaces between straight lines when connected by single curves. Write this copy so that it will bear the test of inversion.*

My sample text.

Will it bear the test of inversion? Let us see . . .

Hmmm, not too bad. Not too bad at all. Getting there. :o)

* from page 23, Copybook 1, Spencerian System of Practical Penmanship: In 12 Numbers, Four distinct Series, by P.R. Spencer

 

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how to discover what you’re passionate about in life

What most people don’t understand is that passion is the result of action, not the cause of it.

“Discovering what you’re passionate about in life and what matters to you is a full contact sport, a trial and error process. None of us knows exactly how we feel about an activity until we actually do the activity.”

This photo was taken as I walked with my dad beside Atascadero Lake in Atascadero, CA this past Friday. It was good to see the lake filled with water once again. Enjoyed watching (and hearing) the ducks and coots. I wonder if the swans were anywhere about.

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