Latest Blog Posts for My Creative Voice

• Enjoying the Moment
  on Feb 2, 2011
  I don’t remember the last time I enjoyed something with no other thoughts to interrupt it.  I guess the last time would be as a child.  As I passed the school yard, I watched the children running after each other shouting with pure freedo...
• What I Found
  on Jan 27, 2011
  20 years ago today, I lost my dad. I actually don't like that expression all that much. How do you lose someone ? It's not like they are a set of keys you've misplaced or a sock that the dryer ate. What I didn't realize was that I was going to s...
• The Strength of a Mother’s Heart
  on Jan 20, 2011 in life poetry creative writing
  The strength of a mother's heart is not measureable.  It is not concrete, static, or inert.It moves and stretches and contorts to fit the emotion, the situation, or the time our life is at for the moment.The strength of a mother's heart keeps us...
• Oh, Sugar Sugar
  on Jan 19, 2011 in personal essay creative writing
  Picture it:  amber brown walls, shelves covered with glass jars filled with colorful candy, brightly colored boxes and small bags festooned with curly ribbon sit on marble counters.  Large cases display their wares tempting you to lean in c...
• The Sound of the Story
  on Jan 19, 2011 in fiction short story creative writing
  The roar of the trumpet.The sigh of the violin.The whisper of the harp.The shout of the cymbals.The exclamation of the drum.The titter of the flute.The moan of the clarinet.The squeak of the piccolo.The bellow of the French horn.The growl of the tuba...
• What I Don’t Know
  on Jan 19, 2011
  There are things to be curious about. Things to wonder about, ponder over and chew on. Throughout our lives things change. What I don't know is what is to come.As babies, we are basic creatures. We know our tummy hurts so we cry. We know we feel a we...
• Different Kinds of Feet
  on Jan 18, 2011 in family creative writing
  I have a picture.  It is a precious picture.  This picture is from when my son was a baby.  In this picture are two sets of feet.  They both have a story to tell.The first set of feet belongs to my husband.  They are medium s...
• Weight
  on Jan 18, 2011
  Weight: such a heavy word and so easily used to injure.  What began this long standing fascination with weight ? When did we begin to judge and comment and criticize based on someone’s size ? How did it become taboo to talk about it and yet it...
• Hucklebutting
  on Jan 18, 2011
  I borrowed this phrase from Marsha Boulton who writes “Life with Wally the Wonderdog”.  She uses it to describe that moment between sheer joy and insanity that dogs experience as they run with wild abandon.  I’ve yet to figure out wha...
• Finding the Way
  on Jan 18, 2011
  Fred never intended to be a mailman.  I don’t imagine many people do.  The thought of carrying a heavy bag through all kinds of weather smacks of a job for Santa and that position is already filled.  But Fred grew up in a town with l...

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