tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post8456643343118508329..comments2023-11-02T05:04:07.941-05:00Comments on A Lifetime of Days: On writingAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219986489903886940noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-60089241346741036362012-09-20T12:53:23.332-05:002012-09-20T12:53:23.332-05:00Tonya,
Thank you for your kind words. And keep wo...Tonya,<br />Thank you for your kind words. And keep working on that voice. The world needs it.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-78083621938197462322012-09-20T12:52:56.066-05:002012-09-20T12:52:56.066-05:00So thankful for others who understand....So thankful for others who understand....Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-60994181576701632082012-09-20T12:52:22.718-05:002012-09-20T12:52:22.718-05:00I hear you, Nacole. My children don't experie...I hear you, Nacole. My children don't experience the world the same way I do. I realize now that I was a deeply thoughtful child. Not that my children aren't, too, it is just that their focus is different. It's amazing to me to think back now and realize that the way I studied nature was foundational to my writing today. I know that some days when I write I am pulling from a time long ago...Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-39255143608568639202012-09-20T11:13:32.536-05:002012-09-20T11:13:32.536-05:00Oh, sorry for jumping here, but oh yes, it makes p...Oh, sorry for jumping here, but oh yes, it makes perfect sense. Thank you for sharing this. I've had a much similar experience in life. I laid on my bed in elementary and read, read, read and wrote poetry instead of playing outside. In highschool, I saw things differently than my peers--while they were blaring horns in the homecoming parade, I was watching Spider Lillies growing in fields through the window on my drive to school, and couldn't wait to get home to write about it. I forgot about writing for years while having babies and now I've fully embraced that yes, I'm a writer. ~smile~ You have sparked something--I think I'm going to write about this!Nacole Simmonshttp://sixinthehickorysticks.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-28027547109159374322012-09-20T11:07:05.614-05:002012-09-20T11:07:05.614-05:00Holly, this: "That day I realized that fallin...Holly, this: "That day I realized that falling snow makes a sound and that the world opens up space for that whispering. There was a burning then and it kept me warm."<br />--I think I get that, friend. I've had that burning since a very, very young age, so far back I didn't know what I was supposed to do with it. I guess us writers think a little alike, huh? You think in a way that challenges and inspires me, makes me pause--thank you. And a hobo camp that takes care of our own? Heck yeah, I like that. Blessings and love.Nacole Simmonshttp://sixinthehickorysticks.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-27113873599436534812012-09-18T09:10:19.207-05:002012-09-18T09:10:19.207-05:00I have been working on finding my voice - you wrot...I have been working on finding my voice - you wrote just beautifully - thank you.Tonya/Plain and Joyful LIvingnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-3176411826585760852012-09-17T05:11:10.412-05:002012-09-17T05:11:10.412-05:00Thank you! I am honored that you came.Thank you! I am honored that you came.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-44516810087424101772012-09-16T22:27:34.238-05:002012-09-16T22:27:34.238-05:00Wow... beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!! Thank you...Wow... beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!! Thank you.The Magic Onionsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-11506561159406432322012-09-14T01:01:47.228-05:002012-09-14T01:01:47.228-05:00"A worker that wanders ..." I really lik..."A worker that wanders ..." I really like that image and meaning and I can see how that applies in this context. I imagine that's the original and over the years, it's become a derogatory term. Thank you so much for explaining ... I did google it too, actually, before responding, but just came up with the more contemporary meanings. // Btw, I like that we can have a long conversation about one word. :-)idelettehttp://www.idelette.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-62604286125731776392012-09-13T08:21:50.074-05:002012-09-13T08:21:50.074-05:00In some ways I'm living a double life. I work...In some ways I'm living a double life. I work as a network engineer and spend my days talking about ip addresses, network routes and firewall rules. I'm still just dipping my toes into writing and discovering what I might ought to have been doing all along. <br /><br /><br />I so appreciate your encouragement.Eyvonnehttp://www.eyvonnesharp.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-30925199786180864872012-09-13T07:41:09.137-05:002012-09-13T07:41:09.137-05:00Holly, I love this- I think it's funny (in a n...Holly, I love this- I think it's funny (in a not quite funny way) that I feel the same way about art. And here I am, in my later years, coming full circle as an educator of art and worker that wanders as well. Maybe that is the way it is supposed to be for our kindling to be properly seasoned and burn well. I just hope that I can tend a fire as beautiful as yours. :)Tracie Heidtnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-52469576647382479482012-09-13T07:21:41.577-05:002012-09-13T07:21:41.577-05:00:):)Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-79710532521088440582012-09-13T07:21:32.695-05:002012-09-13T07:21:32.695-05:00Eyvonne,
I'm so glad that you embraced the wri...Eyvonne,<br />I'm so glad that you embraced the writing! I'm not sure how much you would have added to my life thus far if you had chosen to work in a lab or something. I need your words and I am so thankful for them.<br />And there must be something pivotal about 4th grade, don't you think? I know the fractions about killed me but there must have been other things going on there as well.....<br />LoveHollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-76033344603149675852012-09-13T05:58:20.340-05:002012-09-13T05:58:20.340-05:00Holly,
Can I just say that you are amazing? The...Holly,<br /><br /><br />Can I just say that you are amazing? These words flow like a river and even as the scenery changes the river connects the scenes of your life. Wonderful wonderful. I have to be careful not to be jealous. <br /><br /><br />I too had a 4th grade writing experience, in math class of all things. My mom still has the little fictional story. It's taken me years to embrace writing over math and science. I always thought the really smart kids studied the "hard sciences". Now I know better. <br /><br /><br />You add beauty to my days. <br /><br /><br />Thank you.Eyvonnehttp://www.eyvonnesharp.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-78965837985539877562012-09-12T21:51:23.019-05:002012-09-12T21:51:23.019-05:00Idelette,
Honestly, I wavered on whether to use th...Idelette,<br />Honestly, I wavered on whether to use that word. When it came to mind, I flinched a bit because I, too, had only known that word as ugly and derogatory, used to further categorize those less fortunate as "lazy and worthless." But yet, the word kept coming to mind. So I looked it up and was fascinated by the history of the culture. I was especially struck by the concept of a "hobo" as "a worker that wanders." That idea must have been what was striking a chord down deep and I felt like, in many ways, it described me as a writer. If you are curious, you can read more here:<br />http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hobo <br /><br />But, I hear what you are saying and I take your thoughts to heart. Even if I would like to redeem a word, I can't ignore how my words may be taken. I appreciate you understanding my heart but I want to honor yours, as well. Thank you for your honesty, Idelette. Iron sharpens iron, right?Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-17631383317441966522012-09-12T21:40:14.322-05:002012-09-12T21:40:14.322-05:00Thank you, Idelette.Thank you, Idelette.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-23288410798912834432012-09-12T21:07:30.865-05:002012-09-12T21:07:30.865-05:00sigh. i love how you caught the scent of wood smok...sigh. i love how you caught the scent of wood smoke in high school...Emily Wierenganoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-1976850615047370602012-09-12T21:03:28.111-05:002012-09-12T21:03:28.111-05:00Beautiful, beautiful picture Holly. Grateful for t...Beautiful, beautiful picture Holly. Grateful for this fire. Annie | annieathome.comhttp://annieathome.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-15366981844343953592012-09-12T19:47:03.251-05:002012-09-12T19:47:03.251-05:00PS: But I don't love the word "hobo."...PS: But I don't love the word "hobo." I've actually been talking to my kids about the word, because they've picked it up somewhere. It hurts my heart when I hear it. These are my friends ... I understand that this is not your heart in using the word, but it evokes so much in me, I'll be honest. xoxoidelettehttp://www.idelette.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-23088387625839253922012-09-12T19:34:54.283-05:002012-09-12T19:34:54.283-05:00Tears. Your writing is so beautiful. Tears. Your writing is so beautiful. idelettehttp://www.idelette.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-25787690770051203662012-09-12T17:30:44.285-05:002012-09-12T17:30:44.285-05:00Keep breathing, friend :)
Love your presence here,...Keep breathing, friend :)<br />Love your presence here, always.<br />Thank you.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-50818597743435053772012-09-12T17:00:14.982-05:002012-09-12T17:00:14.982-05:00Cara,
Thank you. How wonderful to be affirmed by o...Cara,<br />Thank you. How wonderful to be affirmed by others shared experience. This is that hobo camp of which I spoke. So beautiful.Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-2289442023408377822012-09-12T16:56:07.170-05:002012-09-12T16:56:07.170-05:00Oh, Holly... wow.... I am breathless and made of f...Oh, Holly... wow.... I am breathless and made of fire and swirling with that icy wind all at once while I read this. Me too, me too, me too. Absolutely beautiful. So glad you share the gift with us. Cara Sextonhttp://www.WhimsySmitten.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-38528628173888273652012-09-12T16:55:35.136-05:002012-09-12T16:55:35.136-05:00yes, wayfarers are we...yes, wayfarers are we...Hollynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-88924743826010545532012-09-12T16:36:05.949-05:002012-09-12T16:36:05.949-05:00I can breath now. I love so much about this but mo...I can breath now. I love so much about this but mostly your heart, your head, your passion all colliding gracefully but with a burn, as He made your call and your gifts so beautifully clear. Beauty here. Your sharing them is a HUGE gift in my world.Elizabethnoreply@blogger.com