Three week hiatus

I am going to Ghana for three weeks and it is exciting for me; at the same time I will be leaving the boys and I wonder how they will cope or rather how Daddy will cope with looking after them and working at the same time. He proposed the trip and I accepted it graciously because I know it will have overall benefits for all involved, that is the family.
I am looking forward to seeing old friends but above all answering certain questions that I have about the implications of living in Ghana.
I shall be back in three weeks time, hopefully with renewed zeal and fresh material.
God bless all my readers.

Going to Ghana

Nothing new to report, except for the exciting fact that I am going to Ghana next week. It should be good and I hope to meet up with lots of friends and come up with some ideas that will earn some money somehow.

I am reading one of the books in the Rich Dad, Poor Dad series and it is interesting.
What is leverage and what does it mean for someone like me? Hmmmm.

Words mixed up

Today we had a dyslexic learner share his experience with us and it was so humbling and very insightful. Words are so much part of me that it is quite a discovery to find someone who has difficulty with processing words and I still can't get my head around it but it is an area I am going to have to do a lot of research and I am looking to learn some more in this area.
Interesting world.

My writing class

Yesterday I did submit something to my writing class for the anthology and apparently we could have written personal stuff! I was a little unhappy that I had got crossed wires on that because personal stuff is a bit easier for me to write than other things.
Anyway, the poems were acceptable and the one I wrote in response to falling in love was appreciated as a verse for a greeting card;that pleased me.

And the two ladies who had gripes about the teacher have become pals of sort; we are all three ethnic and understandably, our teacher will not know all the markets for the kind of things we might be interested in and we might not always be as in tune with the markets she reveals to us as those who are English through and through. I still say it is a very good class for me to attend and it is encouraging to see that others are submitting work and getting acceptances. I need to start generating my own momentum and each day is a new one to take one step towards that.

And yesterday we worked on the order of the different pieces of writing as it will appear in the anthology. Very exciting for me since I have a feeling that somewhere and somehow during this year, I will be involved in the birth of one magazine or two.
God is good all the time; the key is to keep trusting Him and listening to what He is saying to me each day.

Thank You, Father for all these opportunities.

A hero

A few years back when James Blake arrived on the tennis scene, I was quite happy to see him because he was partly the same colour as I was. He had a few erratic results then, but his talent was obvious and some commentator described him as a streaky player and that saddened me a little.I guess he was only doing his job. Then Blake had a terrible accident, he has miraculously recovered from and has now won a few titles since last year and is in another final as I write, waiting to play Roger Federer.
I am so pleased for him because he has proved the commentator wrong; he is not a streaky player and I wish him all the best in the rest of his career.
He is a hero in my books.

Getting there

I felt yesterday as if I was getting better and truly I am; I might not have any inspirational ideas to write about at the moment but I definitely feel a lightness in me that has been absent for a while now and I am truly grateful for that. It is by the grace of God alone.
I am thankful for having the time to write this morning and not coming up with anything but showing up all the same. I have written one enquiry note so that is progress and I must remember that my colleagues in school are working hard and submitting stuff.
That should motivate me.

Not by my might or by my power

I was in school today; that is in the course I am doing as a learner support worker in our local Adult Education Centre and once again I was struck anew by the rapport and support of the women I am studying with. Everyone is so helpful and I feel a bit pampered sometimes, especially when they keep saying they can't imagine what it is like having four young sons. Well, it is a lot of physical labour, I can tell them but it has its rewards.
Yesterday I felt like I was back on track and even though I didn't write much, I could feel the juices kind of coming in. I came back very drained today though so I haven't been behind the computer and I just finished watching the English version of The Apprentice. Sometimes it seems as if the good guys lose, but they do win in the long run.
By Monday I will have something to contribute towards the anthology and my faith is in the restorative powers of God,not in my own might.
Not by power, not by might, but by the power of the Holy Spirit. Amen

One word at a time

It is another cold day today but I must not let it affect me; I must learn to create my own weather as I was taught some several years ago.

Yesterday I still didn't hand anything in for the class anthology and it was a bit embarrassing. One of my colleagues handed in some greeting verses and they were lovely. I have written some myself but it will seem a bit funny now if I also hand in greeting verses so I really must come up with something before next Monday.

Yesterday I did feel the clouds lifting and I managed to write down something which was very good. I have not gone through quite a long slump as this before and this year I did resolve not to let it go the way of the last one where I wasted a lot of time being led by emotions. I started the year off well and I have to keep that in mind.

I am grateful to have this outlet to pour out some of my thoughts. God is good.

I shall keep writing, word by word.

Hmmmmm

My view has been blunted a little because I have had some very unexpected news which has sapped a lot of energy out of me.I am slowly getting used to the situation I find myself in now especially since I want my verve for the writing to come back soon.
It has also been quite cold and I keep wondering when it is going to warm up. My mind is definitely made up; I want to live in a warmer climate; the cold weather does not do anything for me.Some people like it but I live with it because I have to and as I have learnt that one can make choices, I choose to live in warm country, Amen.That thought in itself strengthens me.

I still so not have anything to show for this evening in my writing class and I am hoping that some inspiration will hit during the day or my teacher is not going to be too pleased with me. I have a tutorial which I am looking forward to very much because it is going to determine whether I should continue with the project I have resurrected from years gone by or not.Hmmm.

Thank God for this place to air my thoughts at the moment.

See you soon.

The power of women

There is something so soothing and wonderfully nurturing about the presence of women who like you.

What is my niche as a writer?

Yesterday's writing class was good; I still have not handed in anything for the anthology we are publishing to raise money for charity and I am still thinking of what to write . Nothing comes to mind and I have been thinking for a while now.

We did put up our notice board and it looked good. That should help raise awareness for the course and also hopefully inspire us unto greater things. One of us is particularly prolific and I am sure she now must be getting even more acceptances than the teacher, probably. To be fair, our teacher has a day-time job and this class to think about.
We were also assessed and I am one of those who dabbles in a lot of things at the moment. Our teacher is hoping that by the time we finish the course, we would all be more focussed on a particular niche area. The prolific classmate seems to have mastered the art of women's short stories already. Another loves to write science fiction and is a dab hand at competitions too.

What am I focussing on? For some more prayer and direction to specialize in what I do best.

May my path be upward and bright.

Thank you for writers

I have not been here for a few days now and it has been a deliberate choice. I did not have any thing positive to muse about and did not want to complain about the lack of writing or motivation anymore.
Well, today I attended a writing event and I have been inspired again and have been challenged about how much more there is to learn. We had a published writer teach us what skills she has and she gave us a lot of exercises to do. It was very, very good and very humbling for me.
One cannot rush good writing and there is no point focussing on writing for money or fame because that takes away the joy of just writing for sheer enjoyment.

There is something that is also going to change in our home affairs and it has set me on a soul-searching journey once again. Life is certainly interesting and you have to make the most of where you are and where you are meant to be.

God is good and I thank Him for each minute of each day.

A step at a time is enough for today.

Thank you for writers

I have not been here for a few days now and it has been a deliberate choice. I did not have any thing positive to muse about and did not want to complain about the lack of writing or motivation anymore.
Well, today I attended a writing event and I have been inspired again and have been challenged about how much more there is to learn. We had a published writer teach us what skills she has and she gave us a lot of exercises to do. It was very, very good and very humbling for me.
One cannot rush good writing and there is no point focussing on writing for money or fame because that takes away the joy of just writing for sheer enjoyment.

There is something that is also going to change in our home affairs and it has set me on a soul-searching journey once again. Life is certainly interesting and you have to make the most of where you are and where you are meant to be.

God is good and I thank Him for each minute of each day.

A step at a time is enough for today.