Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
Kamál (Perfection), 2 Kalimat (Words), 165 BE – -Monday, July 14, 2008 about 5:06 AM PDT I have decided to work with a them from Sunday, July 13 to July 30. The theme is words; I am hoping that this theme will inspire my muse and me to focus on writing. So far it has worked well, but I have only been doing it for one day. I should wait until I Saturday to see how well it works. However, I need encouragement. I went to the Feast of Words at 7:00 PM yesterday. I picked the readings for the Feast and everyone seemed to find them inspiring. One person asked to take those I printed out home with her; I gave them to her. I always save a copy of all the Feast readings I select, at least when I select them using the Oceans program. Most of the time I use that program to select the readings because I can pick a theme and search for it. Then all I have to do is copy the readings into MSWord and print them out. Why am I happy? The setting sun penetrates monsoon season clouds. Mom enjoyed herself at the Feast last night. The lady who provided refreshments made a cake (from scratch) with whipped cream (also made from scratch). I like cake and whipped cream made from scratch; it reminds me of my Grandma Newland. Grandma made cake and whipped cream that way for years. I used to make cakes from scratch, but not any more; now I use a mix and the microwave. A lot of things have reminded me of my grandparents lately. Perhaps that is one of the advantages (at least for a writer) of getting older; you have so many memories both good and bad that can be used as a starting place for writing. |