Cedar Writes

Category: Musing

  • Chasing the Red Dot

    Chasing the Red Dot

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      I have a tendency to over-focus. I become hyperaware of this one thing, this singular project in front of me, and I get tunnel vision. Nothing outside my narrow field exists. Time shrinks to a bright point of light, like the kitten chasing the red dot. Needless to say, this is terribly useful. Sometimes. …

  • Wordflow

    Wordflow

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      This is a free association post, intended to get my mind warmed up and ready to write. You see, I came home from work, stopped to talk to my son about his day, sat down to write, helped my son make dinner… well. Got up, helped, sat down, “Mama, how do I…?” Sat down,…

  • Shear Points

    Shear Points

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    When I was a girl, we went camping a lot. Usually as deep into the wildernesses of OR, CA, WA and later AK as we could get. I have glorious memories… but this is about the rocks. See, one of the ways my parents paid for the trips – and also something that entertained and…

  • Grappling for Contentment

    Grappling for Contentment

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      When I was younger, I somehow thought that contentment in where I was felt a whole lot more passive. You’re happy, right? That just means you’re drifting in a golden glow through life, going with the flow, having found your sweet spot in the scheme of things. Content.  And then I discovered that it’s…

  • Blessings from Shadows

    Blessings from Shadows

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      This last week was a wild ride. Not that anything big happened, externally. No, it’s more that some things happened in my head.  My head is a strange place. I’m aware. Trying to explain it is.. I don’t. Not usually. Look, I’m very aware I’m not a normal person. Actually, I kind of like…

  • R&R

    R&R

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      This last weekend I took some time off. Not from the day job – but from Sanderley Studios. I’ve been writing darn near every day this year, and I needed a little break from it. However, the First Reader and I made up for words on paper by spending a few hours driving together…

  • Love and Petnames

    Love and Petnames

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      I let the dog in from the back porch, and told her with all affection that she is a filthy animal. Which she is. Earlier this year she began a long project of excavating an impressive wallow in my back flower garden (coffweedbedcoff) and she had been rolling in the dust. I then carried…

  • Stuff and Nonsense

    Stuff and Nonsense

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      I was sitting here this morning staring at the chair next to my desk trying to come up with a good blog topic. I’d set up the prompt post over at MOTE this morning, and I was beginning to wonder if I need prompts for non-fiction writing, as well. You see jokes on social…

  • A Temporary Sacrifice

    A Temporary Sacrifice

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      The First Reader this morning suggested I blog about baking. As I was pre-coffee, I wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but then he read something to me. A post he’d made a year ago today on social media, referencing the hardships and trials of living with a baker, and having to sample her…

  • Ad Abstractum

    Ad Abstractum

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    I’d apologize for being busy, but I’m not gonna. I’m not sorry. Busy is good, for me. There’s a fine balance between too busy, and just busy enough. I’m wandering back and forth across that line. Sometimes multiple times on any given day. There’s a line in one of the Avengers movies where Bruce Banner…

  • Silver Linings

    Silver Linings

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      July is drawing to a close, and we have passed the halfway mark of 2020. This is going to be a year we all remember in different ways, for different reasons… but we will remember it. Memorable isn’t always a kind appellation.  I’m thinking about this as I am relaxed and happy and sleepy…

  • It’s Wednesday

    It’s Wednesday

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      This week has been… ahem. I shall restrict myself to ladylike language.  So, how are you all? I was reminded recently that I have people I love dearly and rarely get to speak to. I need to rectify that. Shall rectify that.  I can’t brain to write a proper post, but I can say…