Tag: The Writing Life

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Approaching the craft of writing as a sacred dialogue with the psyche. Here, we explore the writer’s journey not just as a technical pursuit, but as a psychological rite of passage—where the struggle for the right word is a struggle for greater consciousness and an act of service to the soul.

  • Why We Read

    Why We Read

    Writers enlarge us by giving us lives that are bigger than they would be otherwise.

  • The Art of Writing | 4

    The Art of Writing | 4

    Whatever you can do, or dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it. Begin it now.

  • The Writer’s Mandala | 2

    The Writer’s Mandala | 2

    Learn everything you have to know to say something well. You can’t fake it. The only people you’ll be able to fool are the people who don’t know anything, people who are uneducated.

  • The Art of Writing | 1

    The Art of Writing | 1

    If you have a sense of commitment and mission, you have something to say because you are a bearer of a message. Then no matter what else is happening in your life, you must set aside several hours a day to become a vessel, a communicator of that message.

  • Dare to Be Idle

    Dare to Be Idle

    The great artists … do not want security, egoistic or materialistic.

  • For the Writer

    For the Writer

    Submit to a daily practice. Your loyalty to that is a ring on the door.

  • Freedom

    Freedom

    I remembered my own childhood, the hours spent outside in trees, playing in the shade of my grandmother’s huge, gnarled Crape Myrtle, reading on the porch swing,

  • Quoting Annie Dillard

    Quoting Annie Dillard

    One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now. — Annie Dillard

  • Anniversary

    Anniversary

    Choosing to face the blank page and write my 1500-2000 words a day became an act of obedience, and ultimately of love for the person I struggled to love more than any other, which was me.

  • Writer

    Writer

    “I’m a writer,” I declare. It makes me laugh, because I’m walking in a pasture and I haven’t published anything in eight years. I don’t write. How can I be a writer?