Caged
If there is a God,then why did he give me wings and a cage?
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
If there is a God,then why did he give me wings and a cage?
What was it?
Self-preservation?
Self-respect?
Dignity? Sensibility?
Just my survival skills about love.
I had to ration internet usage this week and ended up concentrating more on Novelrace. It was my first lesson in cutting out distractions while writing.
I received a letter. What I didn’t say changed the conversation she started.
I know the sound of two hands clapping and sometimes I try to figure out the sound of one hand clapping (as the Zen koan goes). But recently I’ve discovered the sound of loneliness. What is the sound of loneliness? It isn’t silence.Some of us actively seek silence. Some of…
A man’s protection of a woman – what is the foundation of this? And how does this masculine protectiveness work for a modern, independent woman?
I’ve had a strange relationship with music. I’m musical but not by identity. I remember listening to Winds of change by the Scorpions on my Walkman, lying between bundles of sheets and clothes in a corner bedroom. I remember that I was wearing a pair of corduroys that seemed to…
On Novelrace this week, the first novels have already been completed, signalling the start of a new phase in the race. Dad gave me some insights.
So I’ve done the ‘date a younger guy’ thing too. Don’t I sound deliciously cold about it? A once young nineteen-year-old me, on hearing about a friend’s new boyfriend exclaimed, But he’s younger than you! to which I got a succinct, if somewhat stiff, “So?” Well, I don’t know. I…
I slacked off Novelrace for a week, using my thirtieth birthday as an excuse. What did I learn in that stead? Because I am back and with lessons.