Valentine’s Day: A Reality Check

I wrote Valentine’s Day: a Reality Check because I felt most of the things we’d swear we’d do to prove our love when we’re dating are pretty useless. Wonderfully romantic but useless. After fifteen years of marriage, I want promises that at least shake hands with reality.

Once upon a time you promised you’d …

Climb rugged mountains,

Cross the wildest seas,

Crawl through burning deserts

To prove your love to me.

That’s nice. But what I really need is someone who

Suffers my uncle who never stops talking from the second he walks in,

Endures my bachelor brother who knows the best way to parent,

Puts up with my grandmother who hasn’t said a kind word in years.

If you can do all that, then I won’t promise to

Brave a tornado,

Hack through the thickest jungle,

Battle a blizzard

To prove my love to you.

But I will swear to

Suffer your mother who thinks no one is good enough for you,

Endure your sister who is always trying to convert me to her latest cause,

Put up with your stepfather who sticks to his favorite subject: him.

… and we will live happily ever after.

Writing Tip — Just for Fun

forestw-4574803_1280On Friday, I posted on my Facebook and Instagram pages that when I took my morning walk last week, the gloomy weather and the shortening days inspired a poem. I had to do some work on it, but some parts seemed to write themselves. It sums up my feelings for December.

And the way through the woods was dark.

The way through the woods was cold.

But I followed the path. I had to

Although it was faint and old.

 

The way through the woods grew darker.

The way through the woods grew colder.

But I trudged on. I had to

Though the cold weighed like a boulder.

 

The way through the woods went black.

The way through the woods disappeared.

And I stopped and stared. I had to

As my heart thudded with fear.

 

Then a light through the woods flamed on.

A light through the woods shone warm.

And I gazed at the light. I had to.

My only hope to find home.

 

The way through the woods was still dark.

The way through the woods was still cold.

But I walked on. I had to.

That light was better than gold.

Writing Tip — Just For Fun

octopusw1-1235006_1280I came to this conclusion a few months ago. While working on a story, and when I’m alone, I often speak the dialogue out loud, giving voice to all the characters involved in the conversation. I used to do this when I would act out stories with my sisters and we played multiple characters. Not much has changed, has it?

Writing Tip — Poem in Your Pocket Day

 

denimw1-164983_1280Poem in Your Pocket Day is a day to celebrate poetry, created by the Academy of American Poets. It’s a day to share a favorite poem that you carry with you. I’m using my blog as my virtual pocket and will share one of my favorite Psalms.

Psalm 121:1:

“I lift my eyes to the hill — where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.”

What poem do you want to share?

Writing Tip — Just For Fun

Sspringw-342610_1280This quote is from the story “The Mountain”. Third graders Pat and Crazy Eddie are getting a bad case of spring fever and decide to enjoy April by climbing a mountain close to their homes in Idaho.

Pat explains that the mountain would call to him.

“Pat! Pat! Come climb me! It will be fun! And I won’t try to kill you, as I do some folks!”

On an April Saturday at the age of eight, I learned that mountains don’t always tell the truth.

Do you have a favorite quote or though about spring?

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