Not much more to update this week--but I am still going in the right direction. Slowly, but surely, I am becoming more acquainted with the morning. Are there some days where the bed is just too warm and cozy and I remain trapped by the blankets and pillows? Yes, of course. But are there also… Continue reading Focus….
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021 I took this picture while in a South Dakota ghost town. Whatever your beliefs, I think it's nice to see a place of worship that has stood despite the march of time. Whether a church or a temple or something else, these are places where people gathered to connect, rather than… Continue reading The Endurance of Us
I spend my days dancing in the shades; I make my living from the lust of rage. I feel most at home when my soul's crying ink, And my best thoughts come when I don't think. My mind lives far off--above the clouds, Catching stories for me to shout. When I'm alone, my pen races… Continue reading The Life of a Writer
It's been a while since I've written this story. If you need a refresher, it all starts here. "Will you quit starin' at me?" They'd been driving for almost an hour in total silence. Bo obliged; he figured that, when someone has a gun, you do what they say. Such as letting them hijack your… Continue reading I Remember Everything: Chapter Four
Alright, new year, new opportunities! I've been taking "baby steps" to becoming a morning person. Some days I hit the snooze a million times, and some days, I only hit it a 100,000. Of course, it doesn’t help that my body decided to not be able to sleep at night. *sigh* I've taken the time… Continue reading Baby Steps
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2021 Baby pinecones. I have nothing else to say. What could I possibly add? I just think these little, growing pinecones are cute!
No time to dwell; we’ve said farewell To the year before. Well wishes and kisses have all been shared. We sang the songs of yore. Time ticks ahead and we go to bed: At peace within our core. With glasses and passions now run dry, It’s time to look ahead. The year behind has been… Continue reading New Year Resolution
At least something was going right: I must have slept, for the next thing I remembered was the sound of a clock chiming from some other part of the building. I had no idea what time it was, nor how long I had lain against the chair, but the room seemed untouched. I raised… Continue reading Forthcoming, Chapter Twenty-Two: Leaps of Faith
Copyright Sarah Davidson 2020 New Year's Eve in my family means one thing: Board games until midnight! We spend the time laughing and enjoying friendly competition--and usually creating a few new inside jokes before the night ends. As the clock ticks closer to midnight this year, I hope everyone is able to enjoy some form… Continue reading As the Clock Ticks Closer to Midnight….
I envy the fictitious Who need not give a care To the path their lives will take, With an author standing there. I envy the fictitious, Who always do possess-- Some secret, hidden insight-- Yet I scramble for much less. I envy the fictitious, Who never can do wrong; They always see a happy end… Continue reading I Envy the Fictitious
