At the beginning of April, I created a massive To-Do list. I felt anxious, stressed, and I found it difficult to sleep because I couldn’t stop my brain from running in a never-ending circle. When I dreamed, it was a nightmare of failures because I forgot something important. To end the madness, I opened an Excel spreadsheet and performed a brain dump. The exercise yielded a list of 208 items. No wonder I was a basket case. I then created categories and due dates, set up filters, and assigned color codes. I love Excel. That night I finally slept well.
The Brain-dump list became my lifeline, and each week I update the file. It has grown larger but nothing crazy. There are now 231 line items, with 51 items forever moved into the completed column. This week I am juggling 74 In-process tasks. By Friday, I hope to transfer another…
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Hi gang, Craig with you again today. We’re going to talk about something that could really help in your stories. I’m going to use the analogy of two sisters.
We all know Suspense. She’s pretty, gets invited to parties, and can carry a story all by herself. Readers are drawn to her like bees to honey. “Any more at home like her?” Funny you should ask. She has a sister.
This sister can really fill in the gaps in your tale, but she’s hard to get close to. She takes a bit of practice. Her name is Tension.
Your first attempts to talk with her might feel clumsy and forced, but it’s worth struggling through. She’s a powerful friend if you take the time.
She works like this: Things shouldn’t be comfortable for your main characters. Suspense can make them flip the pages, but if everything between the turning points…
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Moving right along with our new series, today’s guest is my good friend, Harmony Kent. I know you are going to enjoy (and be impressed by) her Ten Things list, so let’s make her welcome! Take it away, Harmony!
Ten Things You May Not Know About Me
by Harmony Kent
- I’m legless, all the time (oh, the fun of being an amputee and getting to make the jokes)
- My name gives me something to live up to … but then I’d tell you I’m always harmonious … honest!
- We have a presence in our house that likes to ‘borrow’ things, frequently
- I talk to myself, a lot
- I also answer back!
- I was born in 2013 … well, um, the writer in me was. My errant grey hairs might tell you otherwise
- If I’m not writing, I’m reading. If I’m not reading, I’m doing cross stitch. And failing all of…
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Monday hit me with a sledgehammer. The 9 to 5 bled every ounce of patience from my being as I sat in an endless string of meetings. I pushed agendas forward, keep participants on topic, fostered problem-solving on the fly, supported alternate solutions to problems, cut off long-winded tangents, redirected the group’s focus towards reaching our goal, and encouraged everyone. Hoorah. Then I started my actual work.
Work progresses on the house project list. The boards, cleats, and trim pieces for the linen closet have been cut to size and sport a white primer coat. The contractor refinishing the stairs reached the stage where he stained the risers and treads and achieved a phenomenal match to the original spindles and banister. I have windows and doors open and fans running to dispel the fumes and hasten drying times. My bed is calling my name and reminding me I need a…
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It is dark, so there won’t be any Photographs They will, like the sun Be resting in untaken Manifestation But collie’s last trip Outdoors In upward glance reveals A silver-blue unlike Any before It is the moon, hiding and smiling At The one human on the planet Standing here within the game Of Midnight
©Stephen Tanham 2021
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
Yesterday we welcomed the first day of Summer and celebrated Father’s Day. The year is spinning past in a flurry of activity. They delivered my new dining table and chairs yesterday, after failing to keep their promise of a Saturday arrival date. In starts and fits, maximizing pockets of time between other commitments, I assembled the table, and it looks fabulous in the new room. I’m confident I can put the ten matching chairs together before the end of the week. I have plenty of “spare” time. Not.
Work continues with setting up my new office. The two eight-foot bookcases stand dust-free, polished, and ready to be loaded with my extensive collection. I hauled the first two heavy book boxes from storage and began lining the shelves. Not all my books will remain in the office. I have plans for other bookcases in other rooms of the house. But until…
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