If I could survive solely on words, I would flourish. – Ash
Am I Write? # 44 – I’m A Growing Writer
Tag: story
Am I Write? # 43 – Read What You Sow
My writing has grown with help from the seasoned. Their words and stories are like seeds left to bloom in the garden of my own imagination. – Ash
Am I Write? # 42 – Came to me Cloud and Clear
There’s a saying in Newfoundland and Labrador and many fishing ports throughout the world that applies to this horizon.
“Red sky at morning, fisherman’s warning. Red sky at night, fisherman’s delight”.
As I stood there this morning in an awed gaze thinking about that, I felt another meaning come to me. The storyteller’s version.
“Red sky at morning, writers adorning. Red sky at night, writers give sight”.
A passerby thought I just wanted to share.
Until…
Am I Write? # 41 – There Are Many Keys to Unlocking Block
The next word can never be freed without the key that unlocked the first. – Ash
Am I Write? # 40 – Writing Is The Only Resolution
New year, new chapters – Ash
Post of Christmas Past # 12 – The Elf All About Himself (For the kids)
Once upon a time,
there was an angry little elf.
Who thought of absolutely no one,
but of only himself.
He’s always so mad,
which made the other elves very sad,
with his complaints that work, work, work,
was all they ever had.
Am I Write? # 40 – December Writes Itself
When I change into the seasonal writer, it’s all about Christmas. It’s a holiday from the rest of my words. – Ash
Story Jots # 14 (a) – This Droid Heart
Whoosh…
A door slides open from left to right. A young woman scurries across a bedroom as quick as she can coming to a stop at the room window. As soon as she reached the view which was into outer space, a transport pod shot away from the lower deck of the same space station she stood on the third level of. Every few seconds she waved both her hands vigorously hoping someone she missed already would see her farewell before the pod shuttle burned itself into Earth’s atmosphere becoming no longer visible. As soon as it did, her smile was gone. She felt a rush of sadness fall over her. It lasted but a few seconds until she remembered the promise she had been left with which made her smile come back.
Am I Write? # 39 – Off Your Game? Sit One Out.
That bench and those two trees cure writer’s block. Game on! – Ash
Am I Write? # 38 – We Take a Shining to Being Uninterrupted
When I see someone writing, I leave them alone, and now we’re best friends. – Ash
Earth To Ash 