How do you dramatize non fiction? Isn’t real life already wild and crazy enough? And isn’t that why we have fiction in the first place, so that we can be superheroes and E.S.C.A.P.E. our dull routine realities?
This guest post is by Lorraine Jericevic in the UK.
Travelling in Peru with my husband, I meet a wonderful Hopi Native American, full of wonder, full of stories, songs, and chants. He carries a treasured bag of blue corn so that he can honor Mother Earth wherever he goes, wherever She is. It's a well-travelled bag of ceremony and healing, of symbols, of scents and sacred energies woven into the fabric of its heart.
This past weekend, I walked down to the elevator in our building with my little one, to recycle paper from my office. You see, I'm on a determined weight loss plan: I aim to lose 80% of the paper in my office by year's end. Scanned and shredded if it's important, not scanned if it's not. Recycled in both cases.
Weighed down with 4 bags, and my toddler holding another, we stood there while the elevator made the usual functional noises behind the walls.
Last night was the first total lunar eclipse of 2014. It was also the first luna roja, blood moon.
We knew it was about to happen, and had just put the finishing touches on a little graphic to celebrate this stunning celestial phenomenon, which we posted on our Mayan Calendar Facebook page. What we didn't expect was the speed with which the image would race around the world:
Climate change. That was the topic for the "Musing of the Moment" of the January issue of my eLetter "The Muse." Like all of my musing moments, it was written from the heart, with reflection and respect. Some of the people subscribed to the eLetter routinely email me back after every issue to send words of support, thanks, encouragement, and sometimes simply their thoughts and ruminations.
On Christmas Day 2013, my usually clear head began to fog up. No, it wasn't writer's block, nor was I in a Tesla showroom (although I would happily fog up for Tesla Motors any day!).
It was the beginning of a tenacious demon of a sinus headache and cough. The fact that it's flu season, and that we're having a whooping cough epidemic here in California, immediately registered, but was instantly overridden by a determination to cure my body my way—i.e., naturally, without antibiotics.
Because last year, I ended up taking them.
When is the truth truly free?
On June 9, 2013, news shot around the world that NSA sub-contractor Edward Snowden was the person who leaked information about the agency’s secret surveillance activities to the media.
Author John Assaraf once said, "If you don't value your time, nobody else will."
I don't know about you, but the older I get, the more intensely I value my time. To the extent possible, I choose to do things I deem fulfilling, productive, useful, or enjoyable. I'm not afraid to say "no thank you". I think twice about the movies I watch and articles I read, I think more than twice about the events I attend and prospective clients I meet, and I place spending time with my family & friends, travel, and writing at the very top of the list.
The tropics. Hot hot sun, exotic fruits, amazing local food, plenty of wildlife and songbirds, a hammock swinging in the breeze, cool drink in your hand… what more could a writer want for inspiration?
We writers have never had it better, easier, or more convenient to write. Laptops are lighter, smaller, thinner, faster and more powerful than ever before. We can write anywhere, anytime. We can send entire manuscripts to our editors from anywhere in the world instantly—assuming wi-fi of course.