Well, after 4 (yes! FOUR!) coats of paint, the job is done! The walls are now white and I’ve spent part of yesterday and today making the space functional. It’s taking shape as I imagined it. There’s still organising and adjusting to do but the hardest part of the project is behind me.
The Writing Room
There are a few more things I am excited to share about this space but that will have to wait for now…
I’ll be seeing you in The Writing Room from now on.
Would you believe that we haven’t had a Monday it two weeks? 
Okay, maybe not.
It is Monday and it is time for another edition of The Drafts. This week I’ve pulled something out from waaaay back when.
There was no title so “Just Be” is new. What do you think? I was also thinking about this title: “To Be Profound” or perhaps “To Be.”
Remember: The Drafts are all about works in progress. Please chime in with your perspective, insights, understandings, thoughts on improvements or better communication.
Just Be
Profundity becomes
Light of things desired
Less come
To those who seek
Forget that in
Pure simplicity
The profound
Of all, takes its peak.
To be profound
Neglect the desired
Just be.
Today is my youngest’s 8th birthday. In honour of him and since Monday is The Drafts, I’m posting a story he recently wrote himself:
Once upon a time there lived a worm. He was no ordinary worm. He was a karate worm.
A germ was walking and a cockroach ate him.
(I know you think the karate worm should be first, but he’s the third one.)
The cockroach was walking and a karate worm ate him.
The karate worm was walking and a bird ate him.
The bird was walking and a cat ate him.
The cat was walking and a dog ate him.
The dog was walking and a wolf ate him.
The wolf was walking and a tiger ate him.
The tiger was walking and a lion ate him.
The lion was walking and a giraffe ate him.
The giraffe was walking and an elephant ate him.
The elephant was walking and a whale ate him.
The whale was walking and ran into a worm.
The worm killed everybody except the karate worm, because he missed his best friend.
Every worm in the world came to the welcome back party.
THE END
By E. Covell
My Part: Each Monday I will post a piece of my own that is a work in progress. Sometimes it will be a new piece, sometimes it will be a new edit of an existing piece.
Your Part: Read it and comment. What stood out to you? Did this make an impact on you?Where was it hard to follow? Could you identify with the characters? Where did you just not buy it? Your feedback (even when it’s not easy to say or to hear) helps me be a better writer!
I Want To Say I’m Sorry
I want to say I’m sorry.
To the hurt. To those I’ve hurt. To those I’ve broken.
To the shunned, the forgotten, rejected.
To those dismissed.
You know who you are.
I want to say I’m sorry for the things I have done.
Because not enough people say it.
I’m sorry I told you that I didn’t like you any more.
I’m sorry I treated you as if you were unimportant.
I’m sorry I hurt you,
that I forgot,
and those other times that I didn’t when I could have chosen to.
I’m sorry someone told you your failure cancelled all the wonderful ways you made a difference.
I’m sorry someone wouldn’t let you be yourself and said you aren’t good enough.
I’m sorry that in your courage to be open, they told you they couldn’t love you anymore.
I’m sorry that love for one has often sacrificed love for another.
I’m sorry for the times the name of love has been used as an excuse to hate.
I’m sorry I didn’t do more, defend more, speak up more.
I’m sorry I treated my own fears as if they were your issues to resolve.
I’m sorry I try to change you when I really need to be trying to change myself.
I’m sorry too, that the person who needs to apologise to you isn’t here.
I’ll be here now, You put on the face you need me to be.
Because not enough people say it.
Because you need it. Because I need it.
I’m here to say, I’m sorry.
I believe in beginnings.
I believe in love,
I believe in hate,
I believe in satisfaction,
I believe in greed,
I believe in light,
I believe in darkness,
I believe in more,
I believe in less,
I believe in beauty,
I believe in ugliness,
I believe in hope,
I believe in destruction,
I believe in dreams,
I believe in failures,
I believe in rest,
I believe in turmoil,
I believe in life,
I believe in death,
I believe in truth,
I believe in lies,
I believe in fullness,
I believe in loss,
I believe in best effort,
I believe in deceit,
I believe in heat,
I believe in coldness,
I believe in more,
I believe in less,
I believe in endings.
-Stacey Covell
