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i am so many things. things i have yet to discover, that have yet to evolve. things that flicker on and off leaving me something consistently new each day. i am not these tales. they are pictures i see when i have chocolate cake and soymilk with my imagination.
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writing thaws me. it envelops me. it lures the darkness out of me and sometimes leaves me so tired and carved open that i need a break from its intensity — a time to forget about imagery and emotion and to skip in the rain and to open my mouth and feel its moisture against my tongue, a time to chase rainbows and enjoy my imagination without drawing anything from it… so expect the blog to go quiet every so often. it’s part of my process.
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i clutch my dreams close to my diaphragm. i hope sometimes when you read me, you feel them whispering against your ear. dream with me. dream of a world where we can just be. be ourselves. be without need. be happy. be love. be free. be safe. be enough. i wish i could live in a constant state of dreaming. maybe that’s why i love reading and writing so much. they take me there.
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dream. read. write. love. be.
-lissa
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just wanted to say that i really enjoyed reading your writing on indie bloggers today. you write beautifully. i’m glad i found your blog :)
You are already a song in my head.
wonderful to meet ya, and thanks so much for the comment. i look forward to reading more from you in the future…
you are Lissa! and we are grateful,
Lissa – Really like your style. Am intrigued that you do creative and medical writing.
The turtle/butterfly metaphor for intro/extroversion is brilliant.
Also digging the images … are those yours as well?
Glad to have finally seen more of your work. I look forward to seeing more in the future.
we have similar aspirations darling. it is a beautiful coincidence :)
I’m so sorry that I haven’t had time to read lately (my most recent post explains). I’ve honestly missed reading, and I can’t wait to really get back so I can catch up!
lissa,
your writing is quite amazing.
anytime I read and then have my mind wander back over the words for hours, I know I’ve hit pay dirt.
good luk with the nursing exam – i too went into a medical field wanting to do nothing but write and photograph the world.
it was a good idea and paid the bills for 20 years
but now I’m free to write and shoot and just be.
if you ever get that literary mag gig, will you publish one of my poems? they are good ones. (if you don’t like your own writing, who else will???) :-)
I know you’ll fall in love with Asheville. It has such a relaxed atmosphere. We ate outside everyday, and there was music all around us and people painting. It’s honestly one of my favorite places now, and I think we’ll be going back often.
I hope to catch up on reading this week!
you are an exceptional writer — get your MFA…at least just so you can hone this gift of yours and sate your heart as well.
i am adding you to my links of faves.
Sorry I haven’t been around much lately. I got a new job at a hotel working third shift, so I mostly sleep all day–well, I try to. :) I’m working six days in a row, Saturday being the last of the days, so hopefully I’ll be around sometime after that.
I miss you over here.
already, i find myself chasing your thoughts in open space.
i can only hope for such mental feed to come.
your scribe is amazingly intoxicating~
I just came across your blog on a random look through.. And i couldn’t be more pleased with what I’ve found. Your writing is beautiful, just beautiful.
(sad faced)
somehow I can’t get in to read you now.
and you know I LOVE reading you ;)
lissa, where have you gone?
I have to admit I am very impressed with the quality of your blog. It is certainly a pleasure to read as I do enjoy your posts.