“You fail only if you stop writing.” – Ray Bradbury
Pavlovian practice for writers
So out of practice
With the practice
Of daily pages
It would be simpler
To move the mountains
Separating my village and
The Mediterranean
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The first three
Clumsily, scribbled pages
Meditation in self-persecution
Words appear in slow motion
Impaired by intracranial cobwebs,
Dust and perhaps atrophy
What is not used…
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Week two, still breathing
Ego damage continues
But flagellating ceases
Chocolate covered expresso beans
A placebo or positive reinforcement
Pavlovian conditioning
Am I really ready for this?
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Week three, breathing more steadily
Ego still receiving casualties
Cobwebs and dust eliminated
Synapse healing slowly
Positive reinforcement continues
Who doesn’t love chocolate and expresso?
Outlook improving…
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Bisous,
Léa
poetry, photos and musings oh my! 
Wow. Really nice.
Merci beaucoup! For some of us it can be reality! 🙂
That sounds like progress to me! Keep on keeping on! And keep up those spirits even if you need to overdose on the chocolate beans! 😊
Love
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MOI? Overdose on chocolate covered expresso beans? You know me too well! 🙂
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Writing generates writing…..but you know that, and it looks like you’re keeping your head above water. And speaking of water, when it comes to coffee beans, as they say in my country: whatever floats your boat!
I know that one well. I have a PHD in California coffee houses 🙂 I did a lot of poetry readings there before moving to France.
BTW, and you probably know this, coffee is a basic food group (at least for writers and other artists I know) x
Don’t think I could survive without it. Once, when I awoke in ICU after serious surgery, I asked for coffee…. the nurse consulted the surgeon and though they frowned upon it, they saw the tears in my eyes ( I knew I had come through, and coffee would seal the deal), they allowed me a half cup!
Bless them! It was a wise decision. 🙂
I hope you are all well now and never have to go through anything like that again. x
so are you writing a novel or something? heck… i think that is a big project indeed … wow… wishing you luck and bite and patience and lots of Chocolate covered expresso beans… smiles
I am working on my two blogs but also two chapbooks. However, you are right, I have begun (barely) the first novel… smiles
I relate
Gee, what a surprise! 😉 xxx
Got any chocolate covered coffee beans? xxx 🙂
Sounds like that wonderful roller coaster Lea the one of life and all it has to offer us when writing, I might be on the same one myself. We may pass each other going the opposite way and still meet up somewhere at the end.
Fantastic poem! The more I write the more I feel like writing. When I’ve gotten out of the habit of writing it’s hard to get back into the creative flow again! Chocolate and espresso can cure almost anything. . . 😀 xx
Thank you Becka. Writing does lead to more writing and when we get out of our routine, sometimes it can be most difficult to re-disipline ourselves.
You do understand that both Chocolate and expresso are basic food groups? 😉
Of course they are! I get my 5 a day from chocolate alone – milk, white, dark, etc. . . 😉 xx
Becka, it is good to hear you are taking care of yourself! 🙂 However, as you must know, white chocolate is not actually chocolate as there is no cacao in it. For moi, the darker the better. 🙂 Also, you do realise that café is another basic food group… 😉 xx
Haha! It is dark chocolate all the way for me – my nan has some every day and swears that is why she is still here at 95 years old! Hmm I wasn’t aware of the cafe food group, think I will have to do some research in that area. . . 😉 xx
Absolutely! Dark Chocolate, Red Wine, Café are three of the basic five… 🙂
My great aunt was over 101 when she passed a few years ago. She loved her chocolate, café and her shot of whisky each night! 😉 xx
Ah can’t beat a shot of whisky to get you going in the morning!! 😉 A straw in a bottle of wine is the adult version of a Capri Sun! xx
She saved her Jack Daniels for evening.Her grandson wrote to Jack Daniels before her 100th birthday and told them about her. For her birthday the company sent her a fancy certificate and a voucher for a gallon of whiskey. I think it lasted her for the last year and that includes guests. She was a treasure.
As for a straw in a bottle of wine, I am too old fashioned and prefer my vin rouge in a proper glass and hate straws! 🙂
That was a lovely thing to do for her! I bet she was made up with that 🙂 ah I was brought up with straws! The youth of today 😉 xx
I would tell you my theory on straws but not in print :)) xx
Irene was an amazing lady. She raised six children alone when her young husband died during the depression. You will never find anyone with a kinder heart. 🙂 xxx
She sounds like an extraordinary lady, what she did was no easy feat. We can always learn a lot from our elders 🙂 xx
Right you are! 🙂 xx