I don't think I've ever seen that place that made me catch my breath and think, "Places like this actually exist?" Having said that, I grew up in what I believe to be the most beautiful scenery imaginable, so I may be a tad used to it.
My favorite place so far has got to be what my friends and I refer to as 'Driftwood Beach.' It's more like, 'Uprooted Oaks Scattered Haphazardly Around the Sand and in the First Few Feet of Water Beach,' but I digress. Like I said, there are scattered, partially uprooted trees laying in the sand and water, twisted branches at beautiful angles. It's a photographer's dream. I went there at night once. I love how beautiful the world is under a blanket of stars and a perfect Harvest Moon.
So that's my writer's haven, the setting for a scene still unformed but close to my heart. Enjoy!
<3 Kelsey Leigh
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
I Beg Your Pardon? I Never Promised You A Rose Garden.
I've got a lot of thoughts tonight. Lots of broken promises and regrets and new hopes and excitement. It's an interesting jumbled pot. My heart got broken early this summer. Broken isn't really the word for it, but I don't really want to elaborate. Picking up my pen hurt more than anything else, because facing the truth of the matter was too difficult. How cruel that my therapy was stripped from me when I needed it most?
It doesn't matter now. There's always that moment, isn't there? Where you feel your heart sigh simultaneously for what was and begin longing for what now lies ahead? It feels so good to smile again. I mean really smile, not that "I'm fine so stop asking" crap. And you know what?
*picks up pen*
It's time.
<3 Kelsey Leigh
It doesn't matter now. There's always that moment, isn't there? Where you feel your heart sigh simultaneously for what was and begin longing for what now lies ahead? It feels so good to smile again. I mean really smile, not that "I'm fine so stop asking" crap. And you know what?
*picks up pen*
It's time.
<3 Kelsey Leigh
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