Originally posted on CELONA'S BLOG:
…you would always catch them networking with written words 😉 This is a conversation I have with myself regularly. It is something I ponder, question, and do serious analysis when I ask my self certain question concerning writing. What makes a writer a ‘writer’? Writing is food. It is…
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A Social Workers Woes…
Shoutout to anyone in the child welfare field who goes through this!
Weekly Affirmation
So many of us are waiting around for others to affirm our greatness. We’re waiting around for a relationship to affirm we are worthy of love. We are waiting around for a job to affirm that we… Source: Weekly Affirmation
Urban Jungle — The Rantaman
Just beautiful… Watching down the urban jungle. St. Paul’s Cathedral in the background. via Urban Jungle — The Rantaman
Daily Prompt: Waiting
I am sitting here, Waiting for words to never come; For feelings that’ll never be felt; Waiting for the day my love for you will no longer be one-sided. via Daily Prompt: Waiting
Why You Should Read a Book: The Importance of Literacy
Originally posted on Denise Nichole Andrews:
From one book nerd to another! Here are six quotes to motivate you to read! “Some say they get lost in books, but I find myself, again and again, in the pages of a good book. Humanly speaking, there is no greater teacher, no greater therapist, no greater healer…
Surrounded by Characters
Originally posted on The Writer's Journal:
A few weeks ago, my family and I went to one of those splash places. I don’t need to name names, but the kind with slides, a lazy river, and other indoor water activities. After my energy wore away, I sat down and watched my children romp around…