The Sunday Post: Why I write

If we were having coffee this morning, it would be “magic coffee.” After sleeping in on this cold Sunday morning, we decided there really was no good reason for us to leave the house today. Groceries can wait until tomorrow — we have leftovers we can warm up for dinner. Which brings me to the…

The Sunday Post: Serenity Now

I’m feeling a little better today. Not so emotional or down in the dumps. Sorry about those last few posts, guys. Some days that tender spot just gets beat up a little too much. It’s been a productive but quiet day as I work on laundry (Why is it that no matter how much laundry…

The Sunday Post: The struggle is real

“Jolly” is maybe one of the last words I would use to describe how I felt this morning. A more accurate description would include words like “tired,” “morose,”  and even “slightly hung over.” But considering that today is the day after our company Christmas party you might expect some of that. Except that, for the…

The Sunday Post: Old-fashioned correspondence

I used to do it all the time. Sometimes even with people I’d never met before. I wrote letters to my grandmother, pen pals in other countries, and I’ve sent fan mail to my celebrity crushes back in my teenage days. I sent letters home when I was in college on personalized stationery, and then…

The Sunday Post: Summer’s End

Just like that, summer’s over. It’s back to business as usual, back to school and regular schedules. Of course, when you have a full-time job things don’t change all that much during the summer months other than having the luxury of longer, warmer days. We haven’t been able to get away to the beach for a…

The Sunday Post

Tonight I don’t really have anything in particular to write about, but as I’m trying to get back in the habit of writing, taking pictures, taking care of myself, I thought it might be a good idea to just write a “weekend coffee share” type post today. Before you click away, here’s a pretty picture…

The Sunday Post: Bridges

I’ve tried to start this post multiple times now, the blinking cursor asking me what it is exactly that I want to say. I haven’t figured it out still, which might mean the words aren’t quite ready to be committed to paper, so to speak. I wanted to use this image as the starting point….

The Sunday Post: Making Paper Airplanes

Some time ago Doug wrote a song about the writing process. If you’re a songwriter or a playwright you can probably relate to the lyrics telling tales of a growing paper air force. Countless hours spent putting words on paper, only to be launched into the air in frustration. This unique interpretation (below) of Paper Airplanes is…