Day 30 of Nablopomo

What happens when you commit to something? What happens when you follow it through with passion and conviction? What happens when you write every day? In short, what happens when you participate in Nablopomo, and reach the end and have a ‘I Did It’ post to write? A few things happen: Commitment itself is reward.… Continue reading Day 30 of Nablopomo

Salad Days

“My salad days. When I was green in judgement: cold in blood.” Said Cleopatra, the words put in her mouth by the bard Shakespeare. In language, the phrase denotes a time of youthfulness, inexperience and innocence, enthusiasm or even idealism. So, I thought hard about my own salad days. When was it all? Youth, ages… Continue reading Salad Days

Success is counted sweetest, by those who ne’er succeed…

I might like it plain and bland, but God has other plans on hand, very spicy is the fare, no water for me far or near. I used to have a morbid fear of failure. I would not start anything new. I would plan excellently, covering all contingencies, but execution would have me stumped. As… Continue reading Success is counted sweetest, by those who ne’er succeed…