When people ask me why I like writing, I tell them it’s because I can express myself more authentically than by speaking out loud. Writing allows me to articulate my feelings of joy, awe, compassion, sorrow – all of my thoughts – in a way that feels right and true and genuine.
In that spirit, I invite you to write. Share your joy, your awe, your sorrows, your stories. Link to your blog in the comments, and respond to the work of fellow writers.
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Based off a couple of podcast I listen to, I’m curious, how do you treat yourself inside your own head? https://iowaconflictedteacher.com/2023/09/12/how-do-you-talk-to-yourself-sol23/
A photo album from a recent hike. https://mrsdkrebs.edublogs.org/2023/09/12/slice-of-life-a-hiking-photo-album/
I thought about the colors that were important parts of my day for this slice. https://wahooliteracyteacher.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/the-colors-of-my-day-sol23/
A little welcome to fall. http://adayinthelifeof19b.blogspot.com/2023/09/changing-seasons.html
I clearly became a writer late in life thanks to this writing forum where I write (not as often as I wish) sort of regularly.
Thus the TC news had me thinking all kinds of thoughts.
This is my rant.
http://drferreri.blogspot.com/2023/09/sol23-workshops-and-sor.html
Thinking about summer’s end. http://wordancerblog.com/2023/09/10/summers-end/
My Dad would have been 88 this month. So, he and Mom have been on my mind lately. https://wherewerv.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/connections/
My writing task was to write a death scene for one of my characters, which turned out to be a great way to solve a piece of writing that was going nowhere:
https://santuccisnippets.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/the-living-death/
I tried ignoring the fact that summer is ending. https://justforamonth.blogspot.com/2023/09/ignoring-signs.html
A walk in the woods led to poetry and photos
https://maureenyoungingram.com/septembers-gift/
On struggling with back issues and thinking about the good old days (when I also had back issues). https://sherlockesque.blogspot.com/2023/09/on-becoming-decrepit.html
Early in the morning… https://wordpress.com/post/justgiftslife.gift/2093
Today I introduce you to two little adventurers who have captured my heart. https://thesassymightymissb.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/a-new-role/
School started during a heat wave. Let me tell you how hot it was https://persistenceandpedagogy.com/2023/09/12/hot-hot-hot/
Itis that time of year: https://arjeha.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/local-show/
An auspicious way on a fateful day—to remember 9/11:
https://jumpofffindwings.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/no-place-like-home/
Feeling whole again after returning to something I love…http://doodadsanddoodles.blog/2023/09/12/replacing-vacancy-with-self-fulness/
Gratitude for a community of friends from blogging: https://reflectionsontheteche.com/2023/09/12/spice-of-life-old-fashioned-cards/
Balloons… https://standingtall47.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/balloons/
When two unlikely friends force their friendship upon me.. https://moonsnailsdaisiesmarmots.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/embracing-friends-i-tried-to-lose/
Patriot Day Poetry with Jenga Blocks https://kimhaynesjohnson.com/2023/09/12/patriot-day-poetry/
A lovely act of kindness observed: https://msvictorreads.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/seen-on-my-way-home-yesterday/
Getting a middle schooler ready for school is like swimming against the current. https://raisealithuman.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/its-like-swimming-against-the-current/
My brother’s phone call makes me think . . . https://friendswithoutid.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/are-you-scared/
Picture day, 22 years ago… https://dmsherriff.wordpress.com/2023/09/11/it-was-picture-day/
Matching colors and patterns of colors: Is green always green? https://franmcveigh.wordpress.com/2023/09/12/sol23-the-color-green/
A midnight feast…at 9:30: https://wheresthejoy.wordpress.com/2023/09/11/midnight-feast/
Here I am cleaning the bathroom, but I will also take you to Japan and Honduras in my thoughts! https://pencilonmybackporch.home.blog/2023/09/11/pondering-ethics-and-cleanliness/
On sort of retracing Chaucer’s pilgrims’ footsteps. https://glendafunk.wordpress.com/2023/09/11/my-21st-century-pilgrimage-to-canterbury-sol23/
*Writing helps preserve memories.