Coming back to the core
Haven't written here in a long time. Lots
of distractions. Find myself now needing to come back to the core, which is my
creative work.
Will have more to say soon. Right now I am trying
to re-establish some sort of order in my life. I have let everything go.
Have a novel to be working on. And my photography. And all the community work. Not to mention my teaching. Have to finish up the UMUC summer term. Get the grades done. Then prepare for the new term.
Much of my writing has taken place in emails and posting responses to online forums. Will be doing less of that, and more here. And also taking some of the writing i've already done and posting it here.
Time to refocus energies. Life has a way of getting away from you!
Have a novel to be working on. And my photography. And all the community work. Not to mention my teaching. Have to finish up the UMUC summer term. Get the grades done. Then prepare for the new term.
Much of my writing has taken place in emails and posting responses to online forums. Will be doing less of that, and more here. And also taking some of the writing i've already done and posting it here.
Time to refocus energies. Life has a way of getting away from you!
Posted: Sat - August 25, 2007 at 11:54 AM
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My name is Georgia NeSmith. "Random Acts of Love" is my weblog, but I have numerous other websites you can link to through this blog. "Random Acts of Love" began in February, 2004, and I have been posting to it fairly steadily ever since, although there are a few months when illness and other issues have kept me away. I write about nearly everything under the sun. I also do a lot of photography and digital art and I teach journalism online. Recently I've also started posting videos to YouTube.
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-- From "Crazy, He Calls Me"
written by: Bob Russell / Carl Sigman
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-- Margaret Mead
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all..."
-- Emily Dickinson
"In our sleep, pain, which we cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart, until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom, through the awful grace of God.
-- Aeschylus, Agamemnon
-- From "Crazy, He Calls Me"
written by: Bob Russell / Carl Sigman
Sung by Billie Holiday
"Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has."
-- Margaret Mead
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all..."
-- Emily Dickinson
"In our sleep, pain, which we cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart, until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom, through the awful grace of God.
-- Aeschylus, Agamemnon
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