I worked on a novel synopsis today.
Striking words. Erasing. Marking in bold the lines I still felt were not working. Printing out, reading, scribbling, going back and doing it again.
Then, a few words fell into place and felt right. Here. And there.
An exercise in mindfulness.
novel notes
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?
Oliver, awake
And for Day Three, another haiku:
After today’s storms,
blue sky and wind-driven clouds.
Radiant sunset.
Variation, winter sunset
Thanks to Kaspa and Fiona at Writing Our Way Home for this challenge. I shall try to do better!
Late yesterday afternoon, after a day of heavy rain and wind and storms, the skies finally cleared. Out my kitchen window, I watched the clouds scudding by, still wind-driven, and the glow of sunset through the bare trees. I couldn’t resist. I went outside to take a few shots.
This morning, the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge appeared in my mailbox. The theme? Illumination!
So here’s a photo of a winter sunset, Mississippi style, after a day of turbulent weather.
Gerry Wilson 