Writing’s a breeze when you start by airing out your thoughts first. – Ash
Am I Write? # 54 – It Can Get a Little Drafty
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Am I Write? # 53 – In a Blink of a Cursor
I look at a blinking cursor as the beating of the heart of my story. It’s up to me to keep it alive. – Ash
Am I Write? # 52 – The Point of Entry
To feel paper. To glide my pen across a page. To smell leather. To move a silk bookmark from one day to the next. To journal, to write. – Ash
Am I Write? # 51 – My Story Checks Out
When I can’t write, I read. I’ve since been reading, and now I’m writing again. That’s how stories go. – Ash
Am I Write? # 50 – Bean There, Wrote That
Coffee shops for me are a mood. Sometimes changing the writing mood can put you in a writing mood. – Ash
Am I Write? # 49 – Where Do I Start?
I don’t realize how many blank pages there are until I start writing. – Ash
Am I Write? # 48 – Penned Up Emotion
Hand me a pen, and I’ll give you emotion. – Ash
Story Jots # 17 – Shooting from the Hip
The blazing gunfight ended a few moments ago. Cindy-Anne and Darby sit on a small hill, smoke cigarettes, while trying to catch their breath, and silently scour the bodies spread out all over the property in relief. Young Darby purses his lips, puffs a big “O,” and breaks the blaring silence.
Cindy-Anne, you’re going to be the death of me you do know that? You’re lucky I showed up when I did.
Whatever, Darby. I was doing just fine before you came and ruined my fun. I had it under control.
Under control alright. Billy Watson was about five seconds away from blowing that pretty little head of yours clean off those pretty little shoulders. Missed that part, did ya? Well, I’m sure glad he did.
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hot enough to split rocks
though, that July’s breeze was nice
so you were serious, London Dock and lemonade
because some dude at the dive bar last night said it was good
became our drink of the summer didn’t it
Am I Write? # 47 – Find the Write Routine
When I am blocked, I’ll try any approach. Sometimes, the same approach as my physical fitness. Treating my creativity like an out-of-shape muscle. The more I worked on it, and fed it time, the more it would grow. Writing is muscle memory, now go flex your muscles. – Ash
Earth To Ash 