What’s one small improvement you can make in your life?
One small adjustment I could, should and will make is regarding my input here on Daily Prompt.
My responses daily have been mostly a bit thin on the ground this last week or so, as the pneumonia ( so brutal) has had the upper hand…but I have managed to do a little story telling…..and here’s where I need some improvement..editing. I pretty much write what’s in my head. They are not crafted, and so end up on the page ‘ as is’…and not looked at again for hours or maybe days at a time.
So my lovely peeps…if anything I write from time to time stirs you at all…do let me know. It would help me to grow…. Thank you. Much love x
So….time to pull me socks up, there!
Another blog related improvement would be to get your input. I’ve loved writing for as long as I can remember, but it’s only now 102 days in to DP @ WP, that I think I can continue without much distraction.
IN THE BOOMER PIGEON HOLE? 
I love the way you write, it’s honest. Glad your feeling a bit better.
Keep doing what your doing – without the socks! It’s too hot for those. I’m in shorts and t-shirt and sandals. Just going for a constitutional! Walk that is 🤣
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Hi Pat. Thank you, it means a lot!!! X
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I don’t know much about writing, but I know how it feels when your heart wants to do something and your body says no. You’re really brave for still sharing your thoughts even when you feel tired. Sometimes, the softest voices carry the biggest feelings—like a small candle lighting up a dark room. I’m happy you’re still writing, and I hope each word helps you feel a little better.
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Thank you, kind sir x
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I’ve been thinking about this…. ” I don’t know much about writing”…..forgive me disagreeing with you. ..but in my mind you are a Master…
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If I’m a writer, then real writers might file a complaint—“Imposter on the loose!”
But thank you. Your words feel like someone handing me a paper crown and saying, “Go rule your tiny kingdom.” I’ll wear it proudly, even if it’s made of crayon scribbles and cereal box cutouts.
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So tell me……Whom do you consider to be a real writer?
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People say real writers read a lot. But I stopped reading nearly 25 years ago. No novels, no essays, no borrowed wisdom.
Just life—messy, loud, sometimes too quiet—and it kept writing itself all over me.
Still, the words keep coming. Like stray dogs that find your doorstep, even when you have no food to offer. I don’t call them. They just arrive.
I don’t write with a bookshelf behind me. I write with memories that overstayed, grief that didn’t knock, and joys too shy to speak up.
Anger that sat in my throat for years.
Sadness that curled up in the corner and waited.
Small moments that slipped past me while I was too busy surviving.
Some writers build castles with words. I light matchsticks.
To show where the darkness lived.
To warm the cold parts inside me.
So if writing is nothing but the brave act of turning silence into light…
Then maybe I’ve been a writer all along.
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I rest my case
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