Saturday, April 14, 2012

On, In, and Around Mondays: What Makes Your Writing Day?

Antique White Tea Cup

I noticed it one day.

How I drink differently from a teacup than I drink from a mug.

Oh, that doesn't mean I eschew mugs. I've got my days when I want to steep tea and drink it down, all in one convenient place.

But I noticed it.

Something about the tilt, the edge, the thin place that left me sipping instead of gulping.

I am a writer. My writing, it seems, is better when I've sipped my day.

I wonder, thinking on my teacup versus my mug, what the surprising mechanisms might be that send me one direction versus another. It could be very small things. As small as the edge of my cup.

It could be whether I sit on the porch instead of at the counter.

On the porch, I hear the world speaking itself, quietly, to me. How hard would it really be to change where I sit?

Water on Bleeding Heart Leaf

Wild Rose

Bleeding Hearts


On, In and Around Mondays (which partly means you can post any day and still add a link) is an invitation to write from where you are. Tell us what is on, in, around (over, under, near, by...) you. Feel free to write any which way... compose a tight poem or just ramble for a few paragraphs. But we should feel a sense of place. Would you like to try? Write something 'in place' and add your link below.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thoughts to ponder. Curious how we are different in such a simple task, or by the type of cup we drink or sip from, by the place we sit, by the mood we are in, or the activity or inactivity we just moved from...much to think about. Good!
~ linda

P.S. Is the last photo a "Bleeding Heart"? I have not seen one of those since I moved from Oregon.

12:17 PM  
Blogger Lex said...

Thinking about "sipping" my day. That is inspiring. I go about my days with too much frenzy. I guess that is the required life of an elementary school teacher. We attempt to do everything everyone is demanding of us, even though we know it is not the best for our children. I will bravely make the commitment to sip my day, so they may enjoy and learn from it, too. Since I've made a serious attempt to be a writer in my personal life the last several years, I've stepped back from trying to teach my students too many "things" about writing. I am allowing them more time to write from their hearts. They are blossoming. They are writers. Today's educational system which is thrust upon the teachers just doesn't give our students time to show what good writers they are. But I will. Together we will sip each day with confidence knowing we are on the right track. Thank you, again, for the inspiration.

12:25 PM  
Blogger L.L. Barkat said...

It *is* a bleeding heart. One of my favorite spring flowers.

Lex, your comment is so touching. How to "sip" in the classroom? A real challenge. Maybe it's time for tea ;-)

12:43 PM  
Anonymous JoDee Luna said...

I drank in your words and images. They delighted my soul and challenged my writing practices.

2:32 PM  
Anonymous JoDee Luna said...


As a middle school literacy teacher who works with struggling readers, I so get what your comment. What a gift you are to your students.

The current educational culture seems so diametrically opposed to what makes a youth's heart blossom with creativity. Whenever I sneak in those spontaneous writing times, my students come alive with images, messages, and stories.

Thank you for reminding me that my students deserve more opportunities to write from their hearts as opposed to preparing for a state essay test that is so void of life.

I, too, will sip each teaching day.

2:39 PM  
Blogger Lex said...

L.L., it is time for tea. Thank you for the beauty you add to this world. :0)
JoDee, it is good to hear from a kindred spirit.
A toast of tea to all!

5:28 PM  
Blogger Shanda said...

What an interesting concept. I am a coffee drinker, don't even own a tea cup. Yet, I am willing to trying sipping life through a teacup. It is about taking the time to ponder and enjoy.

6:24 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

what a splendid cup of colour!

9:12 PM  
Anonymous Summer Gross said...

What a joy to find your site...poetry and ponderings. Thank you for your:

My writing, it seems, is better when I've sipped my day.

Agreed. I have the joy next week to go to Calvin's Faith and Writing Conference and am looking forward to deep draughts of gorgeous writing. I'll have to remember to sip.

10:10 PM  
Blogger Theresa Miller said...

Wow, phenomenal photos! Equally exquisite and interesting thoughts to ponder.

12:56 AM  
Anonymous Dolly said...

lovely pictures...I think you are onto something...sipping and savoring vs. gulping and running...Thanks, L.L. for giving me something to ponder.

3:16 AM  
Anonymous kendal said...

this bowls me over a little, thinking of something small changing a course....

6:10 AM  
Blogger Jean Wise said...

Wow I never noticed that before but I too drink differently from mug to a cup. interesting. How I start my day so determines the flavor of the rest of the day. so true. HA I just remembered I noticed a few years ago once I started working from home, I was more productive wearing shoes than going barefoot. Interesting triggers we have.

7:58 AM  
Blogger Lisa notes... said...

Thinking, thinking...what little thing can I do differently? Small changes outside can bring large changes inside. But even small changes inside are good. Thanks, l.l. Another enlightening post.

8:43 AM  
Blogger Laura said...

I love that teacup full of violets :). Sipping from that cup this morning and finding it oh, so satisfying.

9:35 AM  
Anonymous kd sullivan said...

This. is. truth. Glorious and beautiful truth. I am now inspired to go for a walk, though it be blustery and cold. The lens that I view my day with will depend upon it.

5:41 PM  
Anonymous kingfisher said...

I especially love the bleeding heart photo. I bought a bleeding heart plant this spring; its blooms were pink and white, rather than red. But oh, the exquisite little rows of hearts! I took lots of pictures, of course.

I'm glad for your ability to find the time (and inclination) to sip your days. We all need to cherish the moments, don't we. Whether being with "Him" betters our writing ability, or artistic natures, or whether it's just a matter of getting a quiet rest, sipping our days instead of running headstrong through them, is a great idea.

May God's love rest on you mightily today, Laura. "My peace I leave with you," says Jesus the Christ.

6:28 PM  
Blogger Shaunie @ Up the Sunbeam said...

With life coming at me in gulps, your reminder to make ways for sipping is godly counsel indeed. Your pictures are beautiful!

7:37 PM  
Blogger Wolfsrosebud said...

lovely pics... words do pool together as dew drops

10:00 AM  
Anonymous Sylvia R said...

I so identify with this! Yes!

7:15 AM  
Blogger Denise J. Hughes said...

"My writing, it seems, is better when I've sipped my day."

I love this. I can't wait to read your book!

7:43 PM  

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