In between the sea of black that is freckled with brilliant opalescent stars and the golden haze from the morning sun is the dark blue ocean of twilight. It is in this time before the dawn when you will usually find me sliding a backpack and trekking poles out of my car and readying myself for an attempt to ascend to a mountain summit. My thoughts are typically the same. It is very early. Why am I doing this? As I lock the door to my car and join a group of other similarly tired-looking hikers, I think, well, I’m already here, and I’ve made it this far.
I refuse to use the grey mug sitting in the corner of the room. I glance over in its direction and watch it staring at me with its handle pompously held out and elevated to resemble a dramatic stance from a person who has their hand on their hip. At first, I felt as though [...]
It’s an encouraging starting point, a way to help you organize, and an inspiring task crafted to lure the average writer out to do what they love best—write.
I first learned about God, the Spirit, and his Son through the Church,
But only understood Him and all His ways because of you.
You represent what the beating heart of religion truly is,
And I do my best to live my life taking from your cue.
Taking on the poetry challenge, #OctPoWriMo again. Here's the first poem: Rose Bushes.
In the beginning, my sighs of disappointment lasted longer as they lingered over every word that was sent to me by panels of judges, esteemed publishers, and fellow writers. However, over time I would dwell less on the rejection and look forward to the next opportunity to submit a revised and polished version of my work again.
would also come to fall in love with real journalism and the sitting down for interviews with some fantastic people, and I would continue working as a writer and journalist for the love of the interview.
The conversation of rich words is better digested after being presented on paper, and so I continue consuming chats and discussions through the act of writing.
My blog wasn’t always updated regularly, and I was getting called out on it. However, I appreciated that my friend was concerned about me taking the time to write.
Sometime in 2009 I sat down at a computer, created a Blogspot account and began publishing posts to the web. At the time, the recent economic downturn and cuts to higher education fueled the fire for Jasmine on the Issues, and then a couple of years later, my interest in telling stories led me to [...]