I began I Think on Paper one year ago today. One year of writing. 185 posts. 250 comments. 7,139 views. Happy Blog-o-Versary, IThinkOnPaper! I’d been contemplating starting a blog and letting some of my crazy free for years. I love writing and feedback and, one year later, it holds true that I process life best…
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Writing and Life
I just cracked open a new journal. It makes my heart happy. It represents the future. The lessons that I will learn and the epiphanies gleaned over the next several months. I always have a running list of things I think about and would like to write about. I continually compose in my mind. I…
Why I Write
This is all out stolen. Not plagiarized. Just stolen. But at least it’s referenced. I’m giving credit to Leigh McLeroy, one of my all-time favorite authors. I got this email from her recently and I loved every word. It describes why I write– because I must. Why I Write From my first Big…
Don’t Be a Writer…
A friend of mine sent me this quote today: Don’t be a writer if you can get out of it! It’s a solitary job, sometimes a rather lonely one (who’s listening? you say), and it requires relentless self-discipline. The world is not waiting with baited breath for what you turn out. A writer has to…
Attack of the Mutant Strawberry!
Last week I was attacked by a mutant strawberry at lunch. Here’s the evidence: I was sitting at lunch with several co-workers, minding my own business, trying to eat healthy, when I heard, “Oh my gosh! Look at that thing!!” It was Jenn. A kindred spirit at work. We have bonded over our ridiculous abilities…
How to Write a Worship Song
In FIVE MINUTES OR LESS!!! No joke. I got this video from a bonafide worship leader who writes his own fantastical music that I get to enjoy weekly. Glad to know his secret, but I hope he uses other methods as well… Remember, something always has to be in flames. Woah.
Welcome to my Crazy
I’ve decided that I’m crazy. Maybe I stepped over the line whilst doing a jig in my kitchen waiting for the microwave to ding. Or maybe it was when I burst into laughter in the middle of a quiet room because I remembered something hilarious from the day before. Or maybe it was the practical…