Breaking the Silence of an Ordinary Day
Writing has been nonexistent for the past six weeks. I didn’t mean to stop and I wasn’t trying to lose my momentum. I wrote my way through January, 500 words at a time. That month I only missed a couple of days, but I set aside blogging during the process. I guess I...
From One Word to 500 Words
At the end of the year, I came across something called “One Word 365” on Twitter. I explored what it meant. Everyone picks a word relating to their own journey, a word they need to practice. The point is to not just set resolutions for the new year, but to be...
Reclaiming a Passion to Write
Last week Jeff Goins wrote this post and challenged his readers to ponder why we write. Today I’m joining Jeff Goins, Bryan Hutchinson, and other friends as we offer our answers. ******* Every so often I need to pause and remember why I write. I have to remember the...![[Memoir Mondays] When I was only eight](https://lauracrobb.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/MemoirMondays_header.jpg)
[Memoir Mondays] When I was only eight
When I was only eight, I wanted to delay the inevitable. But the doctor said no. I visited the orthopedist often as a child. I slept with removable casts on my arms and legs every night. I wore them for years as a form of physical therapy. We wanted to improve...