The best intentions often . . . Well, you know about that.
On January 10, I committed to a Mindful Writing Challenge, posted that day, and immediately fell behind. But I had one more scene of the novel to re-visit, I’m revising the synopsis, I’m reading manuscripts for a workshop coming up in a little more than a week, I—
All these excuses, this busyness. All the more reason to take a moment and focus on something small or ordinary or extraordinary, like a sleeping cat on Day Two:
Old cat sleeping behind my head on the back of the couch, mewing in his sleep like a kitten, moving his mouth like he’s smacking his lips. What does he dream?
And for Day Three, another haiku:
After today’s storms,
blue sky and wind-driven clouds.
Thanks to Kaspa and Fiona at Writing Our Way Home for this challenge. I shall try to do better!