TToT – Transitions and Getting Back on Track

Fall has always been a time of transition and fresh starts for me.

This year is no different. The change of seasons itself is a beautiful time of change – for me, the move from hot and humid to cool and comfortable is glorious. And I love the color changes, too. Although the fresh, bright greens of summer are beautiful in their own right, there is something special about the first pops of autumn color. And I’m looking forward to seeing more in the coming weeks.

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And even though I am no longer teaching, the start of a new school year always feel like a New Year’s of sorts – a time to get back into a routine, start something new, get a fresh perspective. Clean book covers, new school shoes, empty notebooks and freshly-sharpened pencils get me every time, even if they aren’t mine.


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OctPoWriMo Day 4 – Magic

Today we’ll go short and sweet with a little haiku.

Most often, when I think of magic, I think of my daughter. Today is no different. Right now, she’s working on a building project – a Lego Elves castle – and quoting spells from the first Harry Potter movie.

See? Magic.

She speaks of magic–

of portals, unicorns, elves

Spells fall from her lips.

© L.A.L. 2015



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OctPoWriMo Day Three – The Blank Page

Life exhausts us.

We move

and go

and think

and feel

until we can no longer stand.

Forces pull us.

We move

this way,

that way,

every direction

until there is nowhere to turn.

All inspires us.

We breathe,



devour all that is

until sweet muses demand release.

But words fail us.

We sit,

we stare,

we doubt,

and delay

until the blank page laughs.

And so we resolve…

no distraction,

no insecurity,

no excuses,

until finally all is write.

© L.A.L. 2015


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OctPoWriMo – Day 1 (What Was I Thinking???)

Well, here it is…October first.

When did that happen?

At some point during the last few weeks, I think I decided to give the OctPoWriMo challenge a try. But seriously…thirty-one poems in thirty-one days? I don’t know… But I do know that it’s been far too long since I flexed my poetry muscles, so now is as good a time as any to jump in. Continue reading

Burying the Hatchet

He patted the key stored safely in his pocket and a look of smug satisfaction settled on his face as he walked down the street, away from the shuttered book store and away from her forever.

His pulse quickened for just a moment before he brushed an anxious thought away, regaining his composure by reminding himself that this time it was permanent; she would never hurt him again. His remembered her words the last time they spoke…surely she didn’t expect him to take this well, to “bury the hatchet” as she said and accept the consolation prize of friendship!?!?

“Bury the hatchet indeed,” he said to himself and laughed out loud just as he turned the corner and walked into two stern-faced suited strangers.

“Mr. Foxworth,” said the one with the sunglasses, “a moment of your time? We need you to answer a few questions…”


This has been a Six Sentence Story.

Each week, the charming and talented Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. 

Click on the link right here to find Ivy’s post and this week’s link-up. And while you’re there, be sure to click on the blue frog button to see what the rest of the participants have come up with this week.

This week’s prompt was AXES.

Six SentenceFor a little bit  more of this tale, read last week’s entry, The Closing.


TToT – Fall is Here, Baby!

And that could be my entire post…truly.

I am beyond happy that the weather is starting to cool and the fall season is officially – and visibly – upon us. I think my soul’s natural season is autumn or something…I am never more at peace than during autumn.Fall Trees

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TToT – Five Day Week

Oh, hey…it’s Sunday afternoon already and I still haven’t managed to get my TToT post done.

This was our first five day week since school started and yes that extra day does make a difference. We’re definitely settling into the school year routine, though, and that’s a pretty good thing.

But let’s get this list of thankfuls moving along, shall we?

Let’s start with being thankful for an absolutely gorgeous – and NOT stinking hot – almost early fall day. Yay. No photos today, but here’s a shot of our very first glimpse of fall from a couple of weeks ago at the mountain…


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#1000Speak September Link-Up

Welcome to the 1000 Voices Speak for Compassion September link-up!

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This month we’re talking and writing about the broad topic of COMPASSION with some members of the group writing more specifically about HONESTY IN COMPASSION.

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The Closing

The tears in his eyes surprised him.

“Oh, what the actual–there is no time for this emotional crap,” he warned himself. It was time to go and he was more than ready…ready to be finished with all of this, to leave the books and the shelves and the memories behind, to turn the page on this chapter of his life, to leave the past buried forever among the stacks…

As he pressed the tape into the glass around the “closed” sign on the door, flashes of a different time barged unwelcome into his mind – flashes of light and warmth as book club groups gathered around the fireplace in the overstuffed couches engaged in stirring discussions about this week’s book, flashes of fun and laughter as children excitedly pulled their parents towards the stacks of new books on the tables and drew pictures of the characters they loved, flashes of pain as he thought of her…

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Messenger bag slung across his body and jacket in hand, he breathed in the lingering smell of strong coffee, holding his breath as he took a final, hasty look around and listened…nothing..

He turned and walked out, locking the door behind him forever, satisfied with the end of the tale.


This has been a Six Sentence Story.

Each week, the lovely Ivy Walker hosts a link-up challenging writers to spin a tale in six sentences – no more, no less. Click on the link right here to find out more. While you’re there, click on the blue frog button to visit this week’s link-up where you will find great stories from great bloggers.

This week’s prompt was TAPE.

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