Author and Teacher. Inspiring creative souls through hard times.
Author: EvelynKrieger
I'm a people watcher and word crafter, author of fiction and essays. I also blog on living the creative life during hard times. When not writing, I work as a private educational consultant. Special interests: dance, the moon, astronauts, beaches, poetry, staying alive.
Whatever you are thinking, feeling this November 6th morning, I wish you both solace and hope today as we march forward into the unknown. Let’s do it together, with the power of words and art to uplift.
“The Peace of Wild Things
by Wendell Berry (1968)
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
From The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry (Counterpoint, 1999)
Calling creative writers of fiction, memoir, and essays. I’m teaching a 4 week, virtual workshop beginning Tues. Sept. 10, 7-8pm EST.
Each week, we’ll dive into the essential elements of great storytelling and explore ways to increase narrative power through a particular aspect of craft such as: sensory description, attention to detail, point-of-view, and economy of language.
Workshops are interactive and led through a guided slide presentation. Participants will have the chance to ask questions and share prompt responses throughout the hour. Each class will end with a weekly writing challenge.
Resources and additional readings related to the workshop theme will be offered.
After attending all 4 weeks, you may submit up to 2 pages of prose afterwards to receive an individual written critique.
It’s that time of year again. We’re inundated with ideas for setting goals for the New Year. What will you accomplish?
Will you write that novel? Lose those 10 pounds? Run a 5K? Declutter your house? Learn French? Be more patient with your kids?
The pressure is on.
Here’s an idea. What if you just scrapped the goals and resolutions for 2024?
What if, instead, you did a year-in-review? Kind of like what companies ask of their employees.
But here’s the catch: Your write-up may only include what you DID accomplish–no matter how small.
That’s right, NO bashing yourself for what you didn’t get done, improve, gain, orchestrate, or start.
Review your accomplishments month by month. Chances are, by the time you finish, those “small” things won’t seem so small.
This idea was inspired from my youngest daughter. Several years ago, when I complained about how I hadn’t completed my TO Do list, (for the umpteenth time) Audrey suggested that I start keeping an I DID list.
“I think you’ll feel a lot better, Mom.” (Did I mention I have brilliant children?)
While I have not been able to scrap the TO DO list, I’ve adopted this practice in other areas of my life. After a string of writing rejections, I might look at my list of publications to remind myself that I’m not a failure.
Maybe you’re thinking: But shouldn’t I be trying to get better at _________?
I hear you. Self-improvement has become a religion. And I admit to being a faithful member of the tribe.
But for the time being, I going to put a hold on reminders of where I am lacking. Every day we’re fed messages that we aren’t good enough. Not Smart enough. Rich enough. Thin enough. Happy enough. Healthy enough. Optimistic enough. Productive enough.
In our quest to become our Best Selves, the task master often gets the best of us.
So, let’s drop the whip for the time being. Give yourself an A for everything you accomplished in 2023!
If you absolutely feel you must set a New Year’s goal, here’s a good one. Commit to bringing more joy into your life and spreading it to others.
What would that look like?
Could you make joy a daily or weekly practice? What actions would you need to take? Might you create a joy calendar?
If, in the midst of our dark and chaotic world, you can manage this singular goal, I believe your other goals will become easier to attain.
If you are an aspiring writer, I invite you to spend your lunch hour Monday, Jan 29 via Zoom for a 30 min writing workshop. 12 PM EST.
This monthly workshop is offered free of charge throughThe Writers‘ Room of Boston, a shared writing space in downtown Boston for writers of all levels and genres. (Donations to the WROB appreciated!)
Photo Credit: Margery Gans
The WROB is a nonprofit and also offers fellowships, virtual memberships, readings, author interviews, and workshops online and in-person .
Each month we’ll dive into the essential elements of great storytelling. Whether fiction or essay or poetry, we will explore ways to increase narrative power through a particular aspect of craft.
Workshops are led through a guided slide presentation. Participants will have the chance to ask questions and share prompt responses. We’ll end with a monthly writing challenge.
Writers’ Room of Boston memberscan email me 2 pages of their writing for detailed feedback.
I had been thinking about this very idea when Linda Marie Marten’s beautiful post landed in my inbox today. For me, 2022’s theme was “say yes to life”. I wanted to push myself to explore more, try new things, visit new places, and face some of my fears.
As I continue on this path of pursuing possibility, I find more doors opening. I now glimpse a wider horizon than my post trauma brain could ever envision.
I delighted in reading about Linda’s bold move, as well as discovering our shared love of the color red. I also own a pair of favorite red shoes!
I hope Linda Marten’s post will inspire you, too, whatever your age or circumstance.
It all started that day I saw an Osprey in a tree. I hadn’t seen one since I lived in Oregon, over 40 years ago.
It was a lovely spring day in Southern California, near a small town that overlooked the ocean. I arrived early to attend a Meetup group event at a small art museum. While I waited, I walked around the grassy wild open fields teaming with tall green grasses & purple wild flowers blooming after many days of rain. My body began to relax more and more as I walked the path beside the green, taking in the fresh air & nature all around me. I felt like I was home, closer to nature than I’d been in a very long time.
You see, I’ve lived the past 40 years in a more congested, busy part of Los Angeles next…