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  • Kathy Timperley

    My writing right now is like an ‘85 diesel pickup that’s been sitting for months, air slowly seeping out of sun hardened tires, battery long since drained and cracked, glove box full of mouse nest. Motivation, like gasoline fumes, is but a dim memory. It just might be easier to haul it off to the scrapyard and plant grass in the bare spot.

    January 27, 2020
    • Write in Community

      Hope you get that pickup running!! Thanks for commenting.

      January 27, 2020
  • I’m rewriting my first draft of a novel. Added new characters and a new beginning. It’s so much more interesting! Crossing my fingers on all the rest.

    January 27, 2020
    • Write in Community

      It’s wonderful to enter another world for awhile. Good luck!

      January 28, 2020
  • Jodi

    Lately my writing has been like a skateboard, racing down a hill toward a deadline and then slowing until I approach the next one. The skateboard promises a thrill, but it won’t propel itself. To feel the rumbling and excitement of the creative force that stirs a heart or speaks truth, I have to jump on with both feet.

    I wish I my writing could be like a sailboat, gradually picking up with the wind, the words floating across the page without a second thought.

    January 28, 2020
    • Write in Community

      I love the idea of a skateboard, Jodi, and jumping on with both feet. Nicely done! And yes, the sailboat…

      February 03, 2020

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