Tag: Doubt

Melancholy Me Talks to God

I’m in California at a writers retreat. I’m learning so much and hanging out with a few other wonderful writers. And yet, this is what I wrote last night after our first session. Why so downcast, Oh my soul? I understand the psalmist’s plea. Here...

#MeToo and the Blame Game

A couple of months ago, a woman who is a member of the Sexual Assault Survivors Facebook group asked if she could contact me via FB Messenger. She needed someone to talk to and didn’t trust anyone else in the group or anyone in her...

Never Too Late

I’m too old to write a book; too old to begin a new career in publishing and as an inspirational speaker. I should have pursued my dream years ago when I was young and still had a chance at success. It’s too late now. I...

Unseen Things — Other People’s Thoughts

The Poetics prompt at dVerse Poets Pub yesterday was to write about unseen things that nonetheless exist. My first thought was to write about angels or God, but that seemed too predictable for me. Then last night I was at my critique group, sitting quietly...

Writer’s Block

Doubt masquerades as writer’s block If you’re truly a writer you have to admit there’s no such thing as writer’s block Words constantly swirl around in your mind clamoring to get out to be written on a pristine piece of white paper or typed on...

Doubt Lies

I had a great idea for a blog post, and then another, and another. Did I write them down? No. Instead I listened to the voice in my head that said they weren’t worth writing. That voice is talking to me right now, this very...

A Storm of Doubt

Doubt blows through a dust-devil of uncertainty clouding my judgment It’s hard to recognize the truth in the storm To believe the evidence right in front of my face One does not become a contest finalist if one cannot write Still self-doubt rages on _____________________________________...

Light Shines in the Shadows

Lurking in the shadows of my mind, of my heart Anger, hatred, fear, doubt dwell where they think they escape the light I dare not enter the shadows alone With Light in hand I reveal that which hides in the shadows of my soul ________________________ It’s...

Endless Roller Coaster

It occurred to me the other day that I’m on a roller coaster ride The Cyclone on Coney Island perhaps or Goliath at Six Flags I chug up the hill on encouragements Your story needs to be told You are such a good writer I...