You can also see that, while the writing has vastly improved in the last 10 months, the voice remains the same. At least that's my take. What's yours?
I finally tore myself away from the computer and sat on the steps in the sun. It's still chilly here in North Georgia, 31 degrees when I went out. I put on my Koolaburras, grabbed a throw to wrap around my legs and donned my uberheavy Brian Head sweatshirt. I took my breakfast with me, a handful of raw walnuts, a plum and the last inch of green tea in my cup.
This is what has been missing in my life. Sitting. Being quiet. First thing. To start my day. This is what feeds me. CLICK to read the rest of the article.
Do you treat yourself to quiet time? Is it sacred?
~ Olivia J. Herrell