Friday, September 16, 2011

Some Days

by Peg Brantley, Writer at work, stumbling toward publication

Some days . . .

. . . I feel stuck, the words all clogged up somewhere beyond my reach. The story that was so clear to me yesterday is suddenly a tangled mess of impossible plot lines.

. . . my vision is blurry and my nose is stuffed, which seems to effect my cognitive abilities as well.

. . . I feel like I have too many things that need taken care of, but if you asked me to tell you what they were, I couldn't name more than three. I just FEEL like they're there are dozens out there, waiting for me fix them/clean them/cook them or otherwise deal with them.

And then some days, well . . .


  1. Okay, you made me cry first thing in the morning. What courage and grace! I will express nothing but gratitude all day.

  2. Count your blessings every day, is what I say. Every one of them.

  3. Peg, my vision is now blurry, too.
    That is beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

  4. I just saw this earlier today. Watched it several times. It made me cry, too.
    I agree that we should all count our blessings. We have more than we realize most of the time. Great post, Peg!

  5. AFter attending a memorial service yesterday, I'm aware today that life is precious. And short. No matter your days. Between that and this video, perspective and balance are easier to find. I hope I can keep that awareness with me.


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