Thank God, it’s Friday!
Sadly, instead of writing about art, my mind is filled with words swirling on and about everything else.
So I wrote a poem, instead.
Thank God, it’s Friday!
Sadly, instead of writing about art, my mind is filled with words swirling on and about everything else.
So I wrote a poem, instead.
I have been blogging since 2003. I think. My first blogs (I was overexcited then) were on Multiply, Friendster and I.ph. All three platforms are no longer.
I started blogging without any thought of monetization, niches and other blogging schemes to earn money. I blog because I love to write. I love to read other blogs and I loved the idea of having an online diary.
The past few days, my mind has been beset of worries and all sorts of things. My emotions are all over the place with dreams of the Best Man, then deadlines to meet and then that unsettling feeling of doom as my teaching career is poised at the edge of no return.
With this blog post, I realized the reason why we should always encourage students to simple try again when they fail at something. This further cements the idea of praising them for their hard work and effort will result to a better perspective on failure as a lesson to learn from and not as a crutch they should carry for the rest of their lives.
Every Saturday, I take my three-year old son shopping. I must admit I am forever the teacher. My partner draws him a list of things to find and together we look for them. Today, we were after garlic, even if the biro sketch had more than a whiff of onion about it.
It was on our way past the Christmas tree, from the garlic to the carrots, that we saw him, dressed in the signature green and yellow of Morrisons. A stooped stockiness had replaced the gangliness of adolescence but, even so, the crooked smile, open and shy at the same time, instantly sent me back four years. Here was Tim [name changed] again. A delightful boy – who could barely write.
I tend to bump into a former student most weekends, more often than not in a retail outlet. Sometimes I find these meetings awkward. Now that…
View original post 662 more words
I used to dream of going to places I have read in books
I used to dream of performing on stage
I used to dream of happily ever after
I don’t anymore.
I live to work in an 8 to 5 shift
I live to provide for my family
I live to set aside my dreams
I live to exist for everybody but myself.
What happened to me?
Where is that girl who used to frolic freely along the beach?
Where is that girl who used to simply write for the sake of writing alone?
She’s in hibernation.
She’s in suspended animation.
She’s locked within me.
Wake me up!
Let me out!
Unlock this prison!
I want to be free.
I’m in the process of making the books but my brain threw up on me. My to -do list has somehow gotten pregnant and gave birth to a dozen more baby to-do lists. I want to somehow disappear and simply float away…particularly to a sunny beachfront with my daughter.
It’s a brand new year and I’m anxious to start anew. The last few weeks of 2014 were harrowing and unforgettable. Here are the headlines:
We live not as we will, but as we can🌸.
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
Beauty Blogger + Lifestyle Blogger+ Food Blogger+ Travel Blogger+ Recipe Blogger
a topsy-turvy life of quietude
Thoughts that provoke yours. (Season II coming in Jan 2020)
Beauty, Lifestyle, Girl Talk
For bloggers who aspire to inspire
Wisdom and Inspiration for New Teachers
Let's discuss real issues
Parenting, cars and technology
Stories and photos from Scotland
Book Reviews for Paranormal Romance Lovers
Sharing a Desire and Passion for Reading!
Book Reviews For All
thoughts and likes of a bookaholic hermit
There is no such thing as an early night when you have a good book
Historical Romance Reviews
Meet up with your favorite author and characters, and dive into undiscovered and beloved worlds.
Book Reviews And More From A Sassy Book Loving Southern Belle
Just a day in the life of a SoCal book nerd.
Romance Book Reviews & Giveaways
CLEAN & WHOLESOME HISTORICAL ROMANCE
Reading, LIstening, and Reviewing LGBTQIA Books!
“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou
Jenna's Journal
For Readers & Authors of Historical Romance
Smexy Historical Romance
"The person, be it a gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid." Jane Austen
Where Sexy Chicks Rule
making history sexy again...
Author
Home of the hottest erotica and erotic romance
Mother - Traveler - Entrepreneur 💞Influence, Inspire, & Impact others ✈️Get tips for budget travels 👩🏻💻Be an effective WAHM/Pinay VA/Agripreneur
"Limitations live only in our minds. But if we use our imaginations, our possibilities become limitless." –Jamie Paolinetti
Only the dead live here
A blog from the heart, to mess with the head.
Horror Fiction Writer| Scream Diva
Investing in the Future of Philippine Higher Education
Resources for the English Teacher
Books and hot tea. And many other cosy things.
Just a regular Catholic dad trying to fight the good fight.