Entry 92: The passage of Time

I’ve never been good about keeping a journal. It all boils down to consistency. There are days when I skip making an entry. Life can crowd out the time I need to write down my thoughts about a day’s events. I’ve also been reluctant to pose as an expert on the writing process. If I knew anything of value about writing, my work would already be in print. I went out on a skinny limb of a tall in 2022 when I shared my 365 days of thankfulness. The exercise forced me to put myself out there with my soft belly exposed. Thank you for joining me on my journey in the written word. Therefore, I plan to keep a journal in 2023 to document my progress. I will call Entry 92: The passage of Time.

Note: I consider editing an important part of the writing process. Editing is where all the artistry happens.

My morning writing before I started Entry 92: The passage of Time

I am so close to the end of my rewrite of Amazing Buchanan and the Beast that I can see the bright light at the end of the tunnel. The chapter I rewrote is important because it reveals a dark betrayal by someone Will trusted. I didn’t know until the rewrite that his mother worked behind Will’s back to persuade him to reconnect with Ivy. She had her reasons, but she was wrong.

I wrote a couple of Cascade Poems yesterday evening and enjoyed the process. I need to think about making a switch soon. It is easy to get bogged down when you write in one style too long, or at least that has been my experience.

The book I am currently reading right now and Entry 92: The passage of Time

The Catcher in the Rye By J.D. Salinger intrigues me. I’ve read this book several times in the past and moved through the pages at a rapid pace. This time I decided to slow down to a crawl. This change allowed me to explore elements of the story I didn’t notice during my former readings. This morning I came across the part where he writes his roommate’s essay about Allie’s left-handed fielder’s mitt.

Holden introduces us to his red-headed brother, who died. Allie wrote poems on the glove in green ink so he wouldn’t get bored during lulls in the game. He adds almost as an afterthought that he broke all the windows in the garage the night Allie died. He broke his hand during the event. This event clues the reader into Holden not being over his brother’s death.

What I’m listening to right now and Entry 92: The passage of Time

I listened to the soundtrack O Brother, Where Art Thou this morning. This movie, loosely based on Homer’s Odyssey, is one of Rooster and my favorites. Three convicts escape from the Mississippi prison system and go on the run, and the movie captures their adventures. This soundtrack won a Grammy.

The thing I am most thankful for at this moment.

I am thankful the thunderstorms last night didn’t bring severe weather with them. It has rained most of the morning. I am grateful it wasn’t snow.

This old lady says

I am so glad Spring is here. This season always brings with it a promise of hope. I don’t know why it always feels like winter will never end when we all know the cycle of the seasons. Trouble sometimes seems that way, but things always work out with the passage of time. 

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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