Random Acts of "Kindness"

CRITIC

It was very cold outside on Saturday. I had to boost the temperature in our house up a degree during the day. Sadly aging is not my friend. I get COLD, wear many layers.

The wind on Saturday was blowing from the East. Even though we had new windows installed a few years ago, our house is over 100 years old. The wind finds a way in.

I wanted to post NUDGED AGAIN. I don’t type fast but I managed to get the whole thought ramble onto the page. And just that fast I watched the WHOLE thing disappear. I have to acknowledge that this has happened to me before. Not on WordPress but when I was writing TO PAP WITH LOVE.

I typed a sentence and watched it slowly disappear like in the game PACK MAN. I typed it again, it happened again. I soon learned to RESPECT my CRITICS. Sometimes it was the thought. Sometimes the writing was fine but I wasn’t understanding the message. I knew every time I printed chapter four, the printer would jam. I rewrote and rewrote the scene. Nothing worked. Finally I understood and the problem stopped. It was not in the details of the day. The story was about my granddaughter’s first communion. The party was planned for outside. Rain was predicted. The sky had was getting dark. But before the party started the sun came out and it was a beautiful day. It was the GIFT WE RECEIVED.

Somethings are ingrained in my memory. New questions surfaced. Am I supposed to write? What was wrong with the thought ramble? On Sunday, St. Joseph’s day, I retyped NUDGED AGAIN, leaving the last paragraph out. The thought ramble stuck. My CRITICS are STILL INVOLVED

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