Tag: thursday writing essential
member name: dianne j.
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August 06, 2008 10:26 PM EDT --
Fireflies
Glowing, flitting
Here, there, in front, in back
Delighting the eye and the soul.
Twinkling points in the fading light of day
Disappear as the sky darkens
To be replaced by stars . . .
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February 05, 2009 08:08 PM EST --
I first posted this article shortly after I joined Gather. It didn't get much attention back then (before I had many friends). I thought since I was posting some of my other craft projects, it would . . .
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August 06, 2009 04:03 AM EDT --
I graduated from college in 1967. I didn’t graduate until December because I changed majors in my senior year. I had been studying to be a social worker, but part of my epiphany was realizing . . .
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February 03, 2009 10:00 PM EST --
I haven't had a lot of time for writing or for crafting lately. I'm just getting my Christmas decorations put away. But I have found the time for a little creative activity.
My mother was in . . .
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February 13, 2008 01:02 AM EST --
I met him in Madrid - in a campground. He appeared to be travelling with two girls, but it turned out that they were short-term companions. After they left, he found an excuse to introduce himself -- . . .
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February 05, 2009 03:02 PM EST --
Here is an article I posted in September of 2007. It seemed to fit today's theme.
I am a crafter. I make all sorts of things and I have been selling them at craft shows this summer (with some . . .
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February 26, 2009 02:20 AM EST --
When I decided to leave Lansing, I chose California because it was as far away as I could drive and still be in the United States. I consulted a fault map because I wanted nothing to do with earthquakes. . . .
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September 06, 2007 09:43 PM EDT --
I Am Growing Up
I am the sum of my genes
and the sum of my experiences.
Not quite a tabula rasa at birth.
A kernel of personality
written in the genetic helix of proteins,
written . . .
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February 14, 2008 02:17 PM EST --
Mum, there is no question that you are more responsible for the person I am than any other. As a child, I adored you. You were everything I was not, but wanted to be. You had a flare that allowed . . .
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December 11, 2008 04:07 AM EST --
I wrote this a few years ago and posted it last December. As usual, I am too busy to write anything new, so here it is again . . . dedicated to all of you who struggle with Christmas lights, but persevere . . .
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February 12, 2009 12:28 PM EST --
I wrote this in July of 2007 while we were selling my mother's belongings. It had become clear that she would never be able to come home to live again and there was no point in storing everything . . .
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January 31, 2008 10:11 AM EST --
When I decided to leave Lansing, I chose California because it was as far away as I could drive and still be in the United States. I consulted a fault map because I wanted nothing to do with earthquakes. . . .
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September 18, 2008 10:33 AM EDT --
As my due date approached, I was both elated and exhausted. Elated because, after three miscarriages (and five years), I was finally going to have the baby I wanted so badly. Exhausted because I was the . . .
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