Tag: morning
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October 17, 2013
It is 4 in the morning. October. Dark outside. I’m leaving for the airport soon. I just wanted to leave these words here before I go: Thank you. I can see the moon. Reactions: 223 Comments: 17 Original Post
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September 20, 2012
It is dark, now, in the early mornings when I get up to write. And with the windows open, I can hear a lone cricket sing. He is singing to someone, calling out to them. That is what I am doing here, too. I chirp in the early morning dark. I call out to you.…
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September 6, 2012
I have made a habit, in these last days of summer, of going out into the backyard as soon as it is light and looking at the morning glories. I don’t have many; but the ones I do have seem so brave and bright. They are intent only on being themselves. To stand beside them…
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January 24, 2012
I’ve always been confused by when to use “was” as opposed to “were.” In fact, I have received several (deeply confusing) letters from readers about how I have misused “was” and ”were.” Imagine my delight, then, when I came upon this exchange between a mother and a child in Edith Pearlman’s Binocular Vision: “I wish…
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February 8, 2011
For almost sixteen years now, I’ve been doing what Julia Cameron (The Artist’s Way) calls “morning pages.” In the last few years, I have also taken to doing what I think of as “afternoon pages.” I use a different notebook. I think about the story that I am working on. And I write about it,…