Serenity… refocus – seek joy – thrive

Um… yes, again. I think, probably, that I will start a few more times as well. The way I figure it, this is my first time writing a book, so this is my practice time. Especially when you consider that I’ve not been in any creative writing classes, so have not had the benefit of [...]

I don’t enjoy mornings as much as I used to. It’s not just that I am getting older, having trouble sleeping and just hate to get up. At least it’s not all due to that. I think it is because right now, in a sense, the mornings are no longer mine. There are a few [...]

On which to, no doubt, not write. But still. The new one is for me to write down my natterings, reflections, thoughts about Blackness and so on — and I am going to try to make this blog, Serenity etc, more of a professional space. Where I don’t just drabble on and on about unconnected [...]

So, I have finally almost readjusted my life. Almost because the move is still in the offing, but we’ve heard nothing from the bank or anyone else since the first day. So… we wait. Other things are more settled, though. For one thing, I needed to find a reliable income and I’ve been able to [...]

Or, rather, I have been writing. A lot. Probably doing more writing in a day now than I’ve ever done before. But I’ve not been writing. And, of course, there is a difference. My book? I open the software, look at it, perhaps tap out a couple of ideas or so, then… well, I don’t [...]

That’s the way it’s really supposed to work, huh? I am learning the value of that, though my natural inclination is more toward “think. do. plan.” Which, sometimes, does not work out so well.I am dwelling on this this morning because I am in the middle of two things, both of which I want to [...]

So, how’s this book writing thing going, you wonder? Or maybe you don’t but I’m going to tell you anyway. I think—maybe—it’s going okay. See, this is how it’s gone so far. I rattled off a scene that was sort of in my head, to send to the person who offered to mentor me. Once [...]

Red. That is the short answer I give whenever someone asks that question. But if you look through my home or my wardrobe there is hardly anything red to see. Oh, maybe a splash here, and you can catch a glimpse there, but nothing to indicate that, of all the colors, red is the one [...]

I know, it seems just a tad narcissistic to interview myself, doesn’t it? Not to mention the asking myself questions and then answering myself aspect. I had a few reasons I wanted to do this, though, besides a fascination with my own navel. I will see if I can adequately explain them. I think first [...]

I’m going to try something. It’s odd, I think. It may even be just a tad narcissistic, but I’m going to do it anyway. I’m going to interview myself over the next year, and ask a question a day. Oh, why, why, why would you want to do such a thing, Nanette? (See, there I [...]