“Storms make trees take deeper roots” – Dolly Parton.
Sometimes, walking through a storm feels like we’re battling on our own, and hearing that we’ll come out the other side stronger than when we went in does not always help how we feel about the situation.
When we walked Geoff’s last days we didn’t feel alone, we felt the comfort of the shepherd walking beside us, guiding us. In our deepest despair, we are never alone.
Writing today involves ragdoll kittens. Who can say writing is easy? Its more like herding cats trying to get those words in place!
May grace surprise you today.
Today’s photo is from Benji’s and my walk beside the Avon River the day we went in for jab number 1.
Cassie enjoyed the NZ Society of Authors Road Show today. Learning about the craft that has turned into her passion.
Its good to raise her head from the keyboard and connect with other writers. But before Cassie left home she made sure some words were written for her latest novel bringing the Seller boys together for the first time in twenty years.
Not all of them made it to their fathers funeral. And sometimes their mother reminds them of the Ice Queen. Her heart froze a long time ago. Or did it?
Keep writing, but remember to surface and smell the roses at least once a week. But only if you wrote on the other six days.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend. Cassie is taking tomorrow off.
I’m still a baby learning to walk, but today I feel a little bit grown up.
Judy L Mohr of Black Wolf Editorial Services invited me to write a guest blog post for her.
Here’s the blog post for you to check it out at Black Wolf Editorial Services.
I’d discovered, after submitting my book to my editor, Iola Goulton of Christian Editing Services that I’d been writing Women’s Fiction instead of Romance. How do you know the difference?
Both these ladies are generous in the help for new writers. While you’re visiting their sites, check out the generous free information for authors. If you’re like me, there’s still so much to learn and so much help out there for budding authors.
My head is down and seated in front of my laptop every morning for sprints to get my next novel written. My characters aren’t behaving and it’s looking like a novella. Will see how it goes.
Cassie Stevenson joined the O’Dark Club for writing sprints.
Knowing what she was going to write her word quota was completed with plenty to spare for her Nanowrimo update.
Yesterday she waited at the end of the driveway for her online grocery order to arrive. For three hours.
A phone call revealed the manager would deliver on the way home in the evening.
Compounding the issue, Cassie’s bubble is right on the edge of cellphone cover. But coverage improves by the gate. So for the appointed time she returned. The sun went down and the darkness closed in. Thump. Why didn’t she ask her hubby to join her? She didn’t even know how to lock the doors in the car.
Groceries arrived a 7pm along with a nosey possum, which shot up a tree when Cassie jumped.
As Cassie wiped down the groceries with soapy water outside in the dark and reflected on what she would write tomorrow. The grocery waiting time wasn’t wasted after all, as she knew exactly what she was going to write tomorrow.
Cassie joined the O’Dark Club at Jessie’s Wordsmiths and the words of the story that had whirled around in her head floated from her brain, via keyboard to manuscript.
Susan Pere was wondering if The Sanctuary, her vision and dream, was indeed what she had been called to build. A place of Sanctuary, refuge from family harm?
They were in lockdown and everything was turning to custard and pooling around her feet.
How could she have let things get so out of hand?
Cassie was wondering the same about her writing. Was she on the right track? Answering a call of ministry, or creating a muddle of words, splashed hap-hazard on a blank canvas.
“May your choices reflect your hopes, not your fears.” Nelson Mandela
Background photo is of our other neighbors.
Cassie Stevenson is my nondeplum for fiction writing. I’m currently taking part in Stay At Home Nanowrimo and documenting Cassie’s progress each day while writing The Sanctuary in April on my Instagram page Carron Stevenson