Everyone needs and craves encouragement.
This essay came about from
participating in a writing contest hosted by Positive Writer. Thank
you for reading and know that you are enough.
For most of my adult life, I have felt I
wasn’t good enough to do anything worthwhile. Oh, I could clean, wash
dishes, feed my pets. I could even drive a car. I could hold down a
service type job.
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Day 30 of 30 Days Challenge
Well, I made it. I committed to writing a post every day for thirty days and publishing them. Today marks the thirtieth day. In a way I’m glad it’s done. That little stress is off the board. Now onto other things.
During this adventure there were times it was hard. It scared me I might not be able to come up with enough
topics and be able to talk about it for at least 500 words. I have to admit there are a few posts here that didn’t make the 500 count. I did my best.
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Day 28 of 30 Days Challenge
Choose a Place to Write
Most writers have a designated place to write, an office, a corner of the kitchen table, where ever they can find a spot.
I’m the same. I don’t have an office, but I have a spot. It’s my living room chair with my computer on my lap. I have a desk, but it just seems more comfortable to sit in my chair.
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Day 27 of 30 Days Challenge
One of My Favorite Writing Practices
I’ve mentioned Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg and her encouragement and writing practices she
offers. One from this book comes to mind. She suggests writing down ten nouns on one side of a piece of paper then write fifteen verbs that go with an occupation.
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Day 26 if 30 Days Challenge
My mom played a guitar and all my favorite country western singers played guitars. I wanted to play one too.
Mama had an old black and brown steel string guitar. She played old cowboy songs and sang along like Patsy
Montana. I’d sing too. Our favorite was I Want to Be a Cowboy’s Sweetheart.
I don’t know what compelled my mom to learn to play, but for me she inspired me to pick up the six string and strum away.
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