Tag: Writing

UNDER THE BOARDWALK

UNDER THE BOARDWALK

Here are we all, in the midst of a world of chaos. Living with the unknown, with no view of what lies ahead. Like still water our current existence reflects only what is visible in the present. However, if we look under the boardwalk, where the shadows allow us to see below the surface, we…

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I’VE BEEN THINKING

I’VE BEEN THINKING

I have just completed a short writing course in creative non-fiction, offered through the President’s College at the University of Hartford. It was a wonderful experience, although it reminded me of how much I will never have time to know. The readings were stimulating, and so different from anything I have read before. They stirred…

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OVERWHELMED

OVERWHELMED

Lately I have felt swamped by random thoughts, and fleeting memories. They seem to drop in like Victorian matrons for afternoon tea, stay long enough to disturb the cushions on the sofa, and then leave as if loath to overstay their welcome. And I am left with only a vague memory of a thought, never…

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