With slowness I walk,
a dimness so gray,
the air is a coolness,
that lasted all day.
Low hung the clouds,
the darkness reached down,
then sprung back and faded,
as the air moved around.
Lighter grew the evening,
and air warmed the soul,
and hung but just a moment,
’til evening turned to coal.
Tag: Creative Writing
Endurance

Any of you out there who are long distance runners know that, when it comes to running, it takes endurance. You run until you reach your goal and you don’t stop. I’m not a long distance runner, but I have run distances up to 3 miles. Yes, there were times I wanted to stop. What I did was play mind games with myself by saying I’ll stop at the next corner. Then I would keep going at the next corner and say ‘ok, the next telephone pole I’ll stop’. Again, I’d keep going. I would do this all the way to the end. Eventually, I wouldn’t need to play these little games with myself because my body would get used to it.
The same thing goes for writing a novel. There are times you want to stop before you reach your goal of whatever word count you promised yourself you would write that day. So, you play a mind game. Let’s say you fixed yourself a goal of writing 1000 words everyday starting Monday. Monday comes and you are 500 words into your writing and you want to stop. You tell yourself, ‘ok, I can write 100 more words and I’ll stop.’ You accomplish this, except now when you reach the 600 word mark, you can’t stop because you’re on a roll. You keep going. All at once you look at your word count number and you have 1200 words. YAY!!! You went over your goal. Does this happen every time? No. If you find you just can not think of anything past the 500 word mark, then stop and come back to it later that day. Who said you have to write 1000 words in one sitting? As long as you reach your goal by the end of that day.
There will be down time when you need time to think about your story and what should come next. I call this ‘Planning Time’. So…plan away. I consider my walks as part of my planning time because it gives me time to relax and think about my story. Much can come from one’s brain when they relax. Another thing that will help keep up your writing endurance is by talking about your story with someone else. My daughter helps me with that. Let me tell you…it helps in a BIG way.
Writing your novel doesn’t have to be a chore, so make it fun. Run those fingers across the keyboard or your pencil across the paper. Let your brain run in several different directions as it thinks of new ideas for your story. Endure. You can do it.
Point of View: Which to Choose

On October 16, 2021 I wrote an article that talked about the various points of view in which a story teller can use to tell a story. I talked about the following points of view.
- First Person POV
- Third Person POV
- Third Person Omniscient
- Third Person Limited
- Third Person Objective
(Please refer to that article for details regarding each one) The purpose of this short article is to talk about which one should you choose. Very simply put, it’s up to you the writer. Which one will tell your story better? Well, to know this, you have to write your story in each of the points of view. That is, if you’re undecided upon which one to pick. After you’ve written your story in each point of view, read each one aloud. Doing this will give you a feel for which one suits your story more.
Time by L. M. Montes

O’er the waves we sail,
To slow time’s pace but do fail,
Futile to prevail.
Tragedy so strikes,
Time it slows no speed it likes,
Through the heart it spikes.
by L. M. Montes
O’er the Sea by L. M. Montes

Salt water air the seagulls breath,
Sand glides toward the waters sheath,
White feathered wings tickle evening skies,
With rolling waves as they sail by.
by L. M. Montes
The Bay by L. M. Montes
Across the bay I gaze,
Mountains with hats of snow do laze,
Boats a-sailing waiver and weave
Upon the sapphire waves then leave.
by L. M. Montes
Vanished by L. M. Montes

A memory,
A thought,
In the foreground of your mind,
It sits awhile and lingers
In the glow before your eye.
Moments tease,
Others please,
In the foreground of your mind,
They sit awhile and linger
But your memories said goodbye.
You’re older,
You languish,
In the background of your mind,
You sit awhile and linger
To await a past that died.
Sorrow by L. M. Montes
The deepest sorrow ever felt,
was when true love had
come and knelt,
then kissed my hand and blew away,
and clutched my heart but would not stay.
Writing Prompts
Hi Everybody. Good Morning, Good Afternoon, or Good Evening depending on the part of the world you are in. I hope your day is going well, and I wish you many blessings and peace. Please find listed below a list of writing prompts. Whether you are writing a short story or a book, or if you are looking for something to write in your journal, this list should help you.

- “Did you see this? Where did it come from?” asked Paul.
- I took my usual walk in the woods. The quiet and hush of the forest cleared my mind. But…..
- Jade grabbed her keys and stormed out the door.
- “For get it. I said you…..”
- We clinked our glasses together and stared into the other’s eyes while we sipped our Chardonnay. But little did Jack know…..
- Suzy hugged her teddy bear and huddled close to her mother.
- “Grab the hotdogs out of the refrigerator, would you? The grill is almost ready and…..”
- “Ok, hold that pose. Hold it. Hold it. Ok now. Walk over…..”
- The rowboat rocked and swayed, as the waves juggled it side to side.
- Walking through the mown grass, I plucked petals from the yellow rose.
- “Your arms are comfortable. I wish to never move,” cooed Katie.
- “It’s ok. You’re safe now,” whispered John.
- His chance of winning was slim, but he had to try.
- “What do you want from me?” asked Millie.
- “I think just found…”
- “It’s your choice,” she shrugged.
Coffee and a Book by L. M. Montes

You woke one morning to rain-drop spatter
A chill in the air did nip,
Out the window wind whipped,
The day now does not matter.
To the kitchen sluggish feet shuffle
Timed coffee now is pouring,
Aroma floats and tickles the nose,
You grab a book and a truffle.
The office and work the rain it took
Home soothed you so much better,
So get your blanket and bundle up
To coffee and a book.
By L. M. Montes