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Where Have We Been

Life.
It's been good.
There's been a lot of it.
But not much time for creative writing.

I'm still keeping a journal.  It will come in handy someday...someday when I have time to turn my reality into stories that the world can relate to.

This year has been so full.  I know I'm not alone in feeling this.  You each have your own fullness.  Someday...like I said...I will regale you with my adventures.  But not today.

Today, I am sad. And tired. I touch this blog like a girl caressing the cover of a beloved book that she has missed.  I have missed you guys.  Missed you so much.  And yet...still not sure when I can return.  Which sharpens the little pang I feel.

I will return.  That is one thing I do believe.
It's like a compost pile...are any of you familiar with this precious recipe of the gardening trade?  You throw your rotting vegetation into this pile -- leftover salad, old banana peels, the random apple core -- and wait for it to fully rot.  They are all bits of your life but they don't look like something you would want.  They don't look like anything worth sharing.  Nobody wants to eat that.  It's just a bunch of rotting, worn out stuff.  But then, after it sits long enough, you sprinkle it into your garden.  And it makes the richest soil.  The next thing you know, your garden is flourishing with the biggest, most beautiful, most delicious produce.  And everyone comes by and tastes it and asks you how on earth you grew such a wonderful garden.
That is life...and storytelling.  I'm too tired to turn my life into soul-grabbing posts.  But I am letting all these bits of life settle in my heart and mature.  And then I'll sprinkle my life into my writing and watch it grow these powerful stories.

At least that is what I believe will happen.

Right now, I just have a bunch of peelings and cores to show for it.  Lol.

So, where are you right now?  I know some of you are growing some pretty awesome vegetables in your story-garden --- I've seen you on Facebook!  Tell me how things are going!

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  1. Savannah GraceNovember 23, 2018 at 2:05 PM

    Aw, I was so happy to see your name come up in my blogger feed again, Esther!!! So happy to see you back!! <3

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  2. Skye HoffertNovember 23, 2018 at 3:46 PM

    Hi Esther! I have missed you and your posts. I'm sorry your sad, I try not to post much when I go through times like that too. You've turned it into such a beautiful analogy. I've been working on my garden too. Best of luck with everything.

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    1. Esther Brooksmith (wisdomcreates)November 23, 2018 at 4:35 PM

      I just got to read your story in the pre-readers copy of FPA. Oh, my word, Skye! It is stunning. That is a story to proud of -- a story that you are glad your name is written under. It's SO good!!!

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    2. Skye HoffertNovember 23, 2018 at 6:51 PM

      Really! I've been so nervous about people reading it, that it might be a disappointment or something. Thank you so much!!!

      *HUGS*

      That's so sweet of you to say!

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