I have had this blog for seven or eight years, at times writing twice a week, at times once a month. Now, I feel it is time for a fresh start. Sort of.
because words will have musings and reviews, as I had here and poetry as I had on my other blog, Whit’s Poetry Blog, which I am also shutting down. I am not deleting either, they aren’t going anywhere, but I will only be updating my new website from here on out. That being said, I have some writing from both blogs that I hope to edit and re-post on because words, which is where the “sort of” comes from. I don’t know how many posts I’ve published here or how many times I’ve changed the format, added pages, photos, quotes, but I know it’s been fun and taught me a lot. Fun fact: a group of jellyfish is called a smack. And that’s where “A Smack of Everything” came from. Another fun fact: I learned that fact in 3rd grade and I haven’t learned anything since. (yeah, I got jokes☺️) https://becausewords.wixsite.com/becausewords
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It can be hard to know what to say when there is to much you want to scream. I have stayed in my fictional universe of my book for the past few months. It is easier there. I am in control. My characters aren’t in any less of a mess, though. Every day, I work on my book and its sequel and try not to get pulled too far into the third book and I… survive. I've written tens of thousands of words and gone through countless drafts. I don't have many more answers than I started with. That's okay. It's enough. There is much I have wanted to blog about, things that are going on in the world, much-needed conversations many are having, but it’s been enough to hear and read about it and process it on my own. I hope I find the words with time. Until then, I want to share some of the art I have been working on this spring and summer.
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Postcards (5"x3-4")Full Size Pages (9"x12")Caught By Time - a poemPaused.
sea glass in the sun a place a breath out of time feel the roar the rhythm hear the voices of souls lost to the ocean so long ago it has become their home sink your toes into the sand dig your fingers in brace yourself the cold will hit and it will shock your system to its core it will run fingers you can't catch along your skin to say hello the only way it can water liquid ice caught by time for a moment Paused. Photo source uncertain due to the abundance of reposts. I believe it was originally uploaded by @pennyyfanee on Tumblr years ago. I found it reposted to Instagram with comments on @bosoftumblr.
I didn’t cry as much as I thought I would when I put the braces on for the first time. No, the tears came the next day. Let me stop to say that I respect the hell out of physical therapists- yes, even when I think I hate them a little- because the good ones always know that you can do more than you think you can. Jared is one of the good ones. I watched while he built me an obstacle course from things from all over the room. I was sure that I was going to die, but his confidence in me never wavered. When I climbed onto the first box, I just stopped and stared. The end was far (feeling farther by the second) away, at the other end of the room. There was a zip-line thing that I could hold onto for support, but the floor was lava. Without my new ExoSyms, there would have been no way I would have ever be able to do this. But, since I had them, I had to wonder. I had to believe in myself. And, so, I did. For a good three minutes. Then, near the end, I was short in making a step from one box to the other and fell. Don’t worry, I landed on my feet. Jared had to catch me, and I practically gave myself a second concussion by smashing the heavy handle of the support into my face, but I landed on my feet. I had to stop and breathe. Because I could breathe. I looked around and noticed my racing heart. Then, I reminded myself that I was here, and I could breathe. Then, I stepped back up and tried again. And I finished that damn obstacle course. So, that’s when I really cried. Because I had just done That.
On my GoFund Me: ExoSym for Whit[EDITED FOR BLOG] I am shutting down my GoFundMe page, but it doesn’t end here. You can follow me on Instagram
@walking.take2 for future updates. I am posting videos of all of this craziness because I just cannot put it into words. A refreshed thirst for justice, anyone? I’ve changed my website, here, a bit. There are two new pages, seen up top, “Political Blog” and “Unfortunate Truths.” This is not just for me to vent (fair warning: I might), I want you all to help me build a conversation. Terrible things are happening in the world. What are you going to do about it? There is a war on women raging fire outside your window. What is your action plan?
I want to collect articles and videos to keep myself education on the current information. I want to collect opinions like seashells and lay them out on the table to look at. More information on the pages on how it works! A lot will be uploaded at once. Note: My deleting of the “Help” page does not mean my fundraiser is over. More donations will still help a lot! My first appointment is now in 21 days… Fundraiser through an evening of painting is being run for me June 7th in Orange. More details on the "Help" page and my Facebook. It is exciting, but space is limited, so sign up fast!
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Painting by Whit Acrylics on masonite April 20th, 2019 Words are a Quaker saying. George Fox? |