One of my favorite parts of my job is seeing all the different sites people create. Sometimes I’m helping someone with a site. Other times someone shows me a site as an example of what they are looking for, and still other times I chance across sites in the Reader. So I get to see tons of sites every day. Serious job perk.
Once in a while a site will jump out for me as this one did so I have to start following it. I love the writing style of this author, and the posts are well thought out, interesting reads that highlight areas of life to think about. The author is very relatable.
On her About page, the author writes:
I write fiction that explores the relationships we share with people we didn’t get to choose, and what happens when we try to live with (or without) them. As a person of faith, I want to tell stories that are both honest about life as it is and hopeful about life as it can be. While they probe the painful realities of being human in a broken world, my novels aren’t the work of a cynic because I can’t afford to be one.
How can one not love that? Here’s a snippet of her latest post, shared from my Reader:
In an earlier post, I wrote about how I’m intentional about filling my creative well during the day, whether by noticing visual art at my local coffee shop, listening to podcasts on interesting topics, or reading a few pages of a novel before bed. It’s creative input, and it helps me stay connected to right-brain…
* For the month of November (the month of Thanksgiving in the United States), I’m sharing writing from some of the blogs I’m thankful for. If you want thankful posts from my own personal day-to-day stuff, check out my Inspired By and Thankful For blog.
As we traipsed through MASS MoCA, we found ourselves in the children’s area. It was delightful. There was an art bar where kids could go to get lunchboxes filled with art supplies. They took them to a table and began creating. As I watched a man and girl twisting pipe cleaners together, I was reminded of the artists in my life, and how I’m super fortunate to have so many creative souls around me.
I think that artistic dna passed on to our sons as well. Zeb’s mountain board element designs are pretty awesome. I wrote about that a bit last summer. The elements are constructed from recycled materials.
I think he must have gotten some of his musical ability from Mom Pollock. I love listening to her play the keyboard at home as she practices for playing in church each Sunday. Here she is, playing for the Easter service in 2018.
I could probably go on forever about the artistry I see in Lauren’s coffee-making, Hudi’s savory delights, etc. But it’s difficult to describe the perfection of taste. That will have to be a writing challenge for another day. But the art is still appreciated.
Let your creative and imaginative mind run freely; it will take you places you never dreamed of and provide breakthroughs that others once thought were impossible.