Day 163

Prompt: this week, pick part of the quote below and write an entry inspired by it. “Wherever there is a poetical action, a religious aspiration, a heroic thought, or a union of the nature within man and the Nature without, there is Zen.”  -R. H. Blyth My choice: a poetical action   Before I switched jobs, …

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Day 141

Prompt: games or competition. Continued from Day 139.   I keep moving, slipping through the forest. Something is coming, that much is certain. What is coming... that's a whole other question. I find water with 12 minutes still on the clock, working quickly to fill my canteen. There are a few edible plants that I …

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Day 112

I'm preparing for a certification today, so forgive the extra short post. Prompt: a character that makes work/school/neighborhood/etc interesting.   It must be 7:30. I know this because the door to my classroom just slammed open. "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" Jason exclaims, slouching into one of the chairs. "You're not going to die from …

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Day 101

No D&D update today. Our paladin Constance is out of town, and the group may descend into evil without her stalwart guidance. Today will be a short post; I'm out of town for the weekend and need to get on the road soon. In honor of road trips... Prompt: an isolated place.   The road …

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Day 82

Prompt: Nothing changes or nothing had changed (open-ended).   As I turn onto the street holding my childhood home, my heart speeds up. I drive slowly, telling myself it's in case there are children playing near the road even though I know I'm procrastinating the inevitable. A lot has changed since I was last here; …

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Day 80

I'm backlogged! Here is Day 80's reflection.   I've been struggling lately with expressing negative emotions, and I would like to examine that in today's reflection. We're biologically wired to not seek confrontation, a defense mechanism from the early days where getting kicked out of the group meant certain death. Overcoming the apprehension of sharing …

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Day 67

Prompt: The sound of silence.   To porch is quiet, the click of my keyboard cutting the silence like a knife. I sigh, curling up on the chair and scrolling through the chapter. It's not my best work, but it will have to do. I send the chapter to my editor and shut the computer, leaning …

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