“It’s the allure of an ordinary life that captures attention.”
aliceandmolly are sisters. Brave girls. Someone commented, “Like a girl gang but not in a bad way.”
Goal– to write fiction, moments, and memories from a life. These moments inspire and shape the stories told.
Challenge– to craft a decent story ~ to uphold a high standard of “truth” and beauty, balancing the writings with grace and compassion for the characters and the events.
In Progress~ taken writing course/s @ university 2012/13 – attending sponsored workshops, Writer’s Events – member of two writer’s circles for education, mentoring support and critique review
Published a short story~ “The Lady’s Coat“- writersite.org and was Freshly Pressed– WordPress.
As an aspiring writer, it works like this: a story seed pops into my head, compels me to write. Putting the “pen to paper,” in my case, “the fingers to the keyboard,” allows me to share these stories with you, the reader. Most of the snippets and stories on the blog are little works in progress~ drafts, story seeds; the names and settings changed. Fictionalized stories.
I began blogging to practice writing. Along the way, I connected with others, talented writers, thinkers, friends, and artists. I respect your work and talents and hold myself to a high standard of excellence.
Feedback via comments is appreciated.
Through study, reflection, and the writing process, I’ve come to understand or appreciate the meaning behind the event or the “truth” to share. I write from life, however, I hope that the stories extend beyond myself, are entertaining, enlightening, leaving the reader to find their own truth.
Why read my stories? It’s the allure of an ordinary life that captures attention. We are more alike than different and a compassionate story can do more good than harm. I’ve come to learn that we are all doing the best we can.
This is what I know. I am grateful for my life experiences; they have made me who I am. The joy, the rust, the dents, and grit, have added layers of compassion and awareness, leaving me with a quiet, calm strength, and a braver voice. We must find a way to tell our stories with compassion and grace. Love wins.
These stories are the gifts that the universe handed me. Unwrap them.