Tag: writers block
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Sometimes it really is all too much…and that’s OK.
I originally published this article in January of 2012, after the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School. Back then I was a life and business coach. Certainly my current work of facilitating writing workshops has me holding space for folks in a different way, but vicarious trauma can happen to anyone in any line of […]
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{poem} in which I outwit my muse
(1st thought) The last one wrung me like an old washer. Left me flapping thin and ragged on the line. Transparent. Insubstantial. Unraveling. So I’m afraid, dear blank page, that the good ones have all been written. You’ll get no more wordscapes from me. (2nd thought) Unless… That wind-swooped strand over there. If I can […]
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{poem} in which my muse outwits me
it’s not always exact, this making of poems, word pictures written rhythms soundimagescapes in black and white. sometimes they just don’t gel. © 2021 Tracie Nichols
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In the Belly of the Moon
I’ve written more poems by the glow of the bathroom nightlight than have ever passed through these fingers in daylight hours. With children and a husband sleeping, my options for daytime writing—and nighttime writing without waking anyone—are limited. So, the bathroom nightlight and I are long-time writing friends. Last night my mind was yadda yadda […]
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Revenge of the muse
a poem a day. what was I thinking announcing it to the world? did enthusiasm or foolhardiness cadge control of my mouth? perhaps this is my muse declaring “Payment due.” for all those inspirations offered and declined. Daily Poem Project 2018 – day 2 © 2018 Tracie Nichols – all rights reserved image credit: Tracie […]
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Writer’s Block remedy
Sometimes when life has tossed a challenge at me, I get stuck in hamster-wheel thinking. Churning the same thoughts and beliefs around and around. “Squeak, squeak, squeak…” Reaching the same conclusions over and over until I just wish I could pop my head off, give it a good shake, and snow-globe myself into a different […]