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Today

19 May

On a break, hearing the sounds

6 Apr

of everything around me. Music and machines moving in their mechanized strides. Quiet office for me to collect further, extended from this morning’s track. Planning on more work after this work. The writer need stay in mode, creative modality. With writing, there is no pause, lull, stop. On this “break”, I break not a blink from writing. But, I do make sure I more cautiously compose, for sakes of my character composition. Keep the Self connected to Self, what’s solicited from the atmosphere around me. Poetic, everything my eyes intake. Those bangs, clanks, and oggs, whatever that is being moved around out there, seen and heard. Wind against window, right, an image. Force your Self to type, move pen. Even if you have to use your phone, do. If you’re on a break, or some lunch, create. The sounds these thumbtips make while typing on this screen remind me I’m doing it, IT– recording my Now. This… me in a swivel chair, not letting a second go down some existence drain. Water in cup… wish it were coffee. Maybe the break room downstairs had some left in pot. Today teaches me that there is no break in this, this life I see for me… writer. My essays acutely accentuate life and all specifics in it. This room with its keyboards and screens, cubicles and notes pinned to odd colored carpet sides, somewhat-walls. This room sings it’s own tracks to me, telling me to tell everyone ‘keep your narrative sounding’. There will be no seen halt from me. Keep with your journal… write faster. Write two pieces with the seven minutes you have left on that clock. Their clock. But your time. Your page and story. Water gone, sipped rest. Like a timer, new clock. Gone. Me with musings, new sounds and music, all movements. Hearing and Seeing more from IT.

Prompt..

20 Mar

Write something for YOU, today.

Be deconstructive, complimentary… a healer, if needed.

Enjoy YOU.

from book…

20 Mar

I see more, more… what caused this?  Was it yesterday?  Was it this morning?  Was it years ago when I decided in my high school creative writing class that I wanted to be a teacher?  Maybe there is no cause to composition maintenance and shifts.  Self-doubt, your enemy.  Don’t let it grow or any perceptions throw.  Composition, your character…. Feel free to re-write, feel free to be free and re-define.

Wherever you see yourself, hold to that frame, the visuals and sensory seismology of it.  Make it musical and enriching like nothing else in your story is.  Make it your story…

Realization, Understanding

8 Feb

Success in business starts with YOUR physical and mental health. I see this now, this morning, in SO many ways.

Grateful.

This morning…

29 Jan

This week…

Different. Everything done differently. We need play, experiment, write down results and study them. Whether in class, at work, personal challenges… everything. Be wild, be Wonderland mad. Be ferociously creative. The way we get There is to break from regularities and constants that keep you stationary.

Have a sight, a vision. Don’t just be set on it, or even obsessed with or addicted to it. “It”, is much more than and “it”. Be your vision, feel yourself there, in YOUR There.

Where is your There? How will you get there?

Up early, but

27 Jan

not early enough.  Wanted to get in a few miles but, as intoned, not up enough early for the distance with which I wanted to start my new pattern.  Tonight, I tell myself.  So no complaining about how long the workday was–  Not to self but note to everyone wanting to ignite new habits and ways, work toward something.  I swear, I could kick myself right now, but that will do nothing, literally nothing or something tremendous, that being keeping me from doing anything forwarding today.  Move on from the mistake, don’t put this under any self-depreciating microscope.  Keep moving.  Till tonight.  My goal– RUN. As many miles as I can.  Begin the new meter and tempo.  Learn from this failure, and it is a wee failure even though I hate that word and it stings knowing I’m associated with it this morning.  But, that’s what I need.  That’s propelling, that’s helpful.

Made coffee, first sip hotter than hot. Good… moving me closer to tonight where I put speed at whatever I want. And tomorrow morning, up so early everyone knowing me will think… huh, wow, he did it, or ‘he can actually do it’.

We need to painfully push ourselves if we’re to achieve something abnormally great.  We need to see excuses as points of failure… be harsh with ourselves.  The saying, “You are your toughest critic.” or whatever, should be edited to, and will be edited by me for me to “You are your most unforgiving, meticulous, and vicious critic. Watch all your steps.” ‘Nother sip, and I’m awake.  Could get in some push-ups. I guess… I can, I do and did.  15 then another set in a minute. Today isn’t like others I feel. It won’t be.  Today, we test ourselves… let’s wildly and harshly test ourselves today, mes amies… let’s get ourselves somewhere. Let’s inventory every action today so at day’s end we can not just say we did it but SEE that we did it. KNOW, we did it.  Let’s enjoy that sensation rather that think to self, “If only I would have….” No, you did.

Your mood will be something you’ve never felt pulse through your circuitry, at day’s end.  But you have to start now.  So, if your having a cup of coffee, or reading the paper, or wasting time just scrolling through shit on your phone, change gears!  Accelerate in directions different… 15 more.

Better than the last 15.  Keep getting better…. force yourself, fellow self-critic, to be in a ceaseless and tireless storm of improvement.  Don’t settle for any kind of stall or step-back. Accept only elevation increases and multiplied expansion in character and story.  But start right now… NOW.  This breath is where you go there, get you to your There.  This is more than a morning, for me, you, us… this is a story-shock, turning the ship not around but to heading new…. to the truest and most found and creative of YOU’s.  I didn’t wake when I wanted, but am I ever awake and aware and a pursuer, NOW.