Monthly Archives:June 2011

Okay – first I am going to give myself an attagirl! Five weeks I have been working at The Artist’s Way. Five weeks I have been writing Morning Pages. Five weeks I have been checking in. Way to stick to it, Moosie.

This week has been long at work – all work weeks are long, I’m sure. Writing my pages is opening me up to thoughts I’m not sure I’m ready for – especially when it comes to work.

However, at a meeting – or rather, after a meeting – this week I stayed long enough after to talk with a couple of women. Both knew of this book and both encouraged me to keep at it. Also, as I shared with them how I am feeling more OPEN to whatever the future holds in store for me (as regards work, etc.) they were very supportive.

No decisions have been made – I will continue to be open and see where both the pages and my life take me.

Artist’s Date: Drove over to Soldotna to Arc Lake this morning. That’s a picture of it at the top of this post. So quiet – even just a few feet away from the busy highway. Saw a golden eagle flying eye level in front of me. Awesome! Heard robins and squirrels in the trees. Watched a couple of ducks fishing for breakfast on an otherwise still lake. Wrote in my journal.

I love these quiet times I give myself.

Drove on further down the road toward Kasilof – stopped to take a picture of the Museum area. Wasn’t open, but tucked that possibility away for when my cousin gets here in three weeks. Also spotted a road called Ogre Way. Took a pic with my phone and sent it to her. She LOVES Shrek. We will try to get a picture of her with the sign when she’s here.

So – on to week #6 which is the half-way point for the book. I am curious to what happens next.

This week’s challenge from Ms. VV is “Unconscious” – what follows is my answer to that challenge.
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Nathan winced as he opened his eyes, tried to focus. The world seemed much too bright.

“Birds! Wait, birds? Why in the world am I hearing birds?”

Slowly Nathan’s thoughts came together. Syllables – Words – Phrases

Sensation

“Damn, my toes are cold!”

Spasms started at the base of his spine, working their way across his chest muscles. He sat up slowly, remembered. Shelby had encouraged him to go skiing with the guys. When he asked if she was sure she didn’t mind staying behind Shelby laughed.

“I’ve got plenty of stuff to do around the apartment,” she said. “Knock yourself out.”