Writing

Until We Meet Again

And so ends another blog…

I have infinite gratitude to those who followed me, and to those who liked and commented on my posts. And if you are willing, I would love to stay connected with you, so please keep reading to learn how.

As life gets busy and priorities change, I have decided to let go of this blog and focus on two new adventures:

  1. Kindness Couriers: I mentioned in my last post that I am starting a movement, if you would like to be a part of it and help spread some kindness, please visit the website kindnesscouriers.com. You can also find Kindness Couriers on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.
  2. Writing: I started this blog so I could write, but I’ve only recently really considered myself a “writer.” And with this change of perspective towards myself, I’ve also had a change of focus. And while I will not be writing blog posts anymore, I will still exist online. For those of you looking for my poetry, I will be posting it on my new website: lacunningham.com (where I also hope to have a novel available one day). And for those of you who would like to connect instantly, you are more than welcome to find me on Twitter.

Thanks so much for reading and I hope this isn’t goodbye!

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Twitter

I joined Twitter.

But not by choice.

I am a notoriously late adopter in the technology world. I still read books made of paper, I still use an iPod instead of my phone, my smartphone is years old, and I’m the only person in my group at work who doesn’t have a work phone. I’m just reluctant to be connected all the time.

But I’m taking a continuing education course on how to promote and publish a book right now. And one of the assignments was to join Twitter. And I did. Reluctantly. But now I kind of like it. It’s way different than things like blogging and Facebook. There’s so much noise to filter through on Twitter, that if you do happen to make your voice heard and have a real “interaction” with someone, it’s only for a second, and any feedback you get is instantaneous. Youre actually connecting with someone in real time. People aren’t giving you the thumbs up days later. It’s in that moment or not at all. There’s no “catching up” on Twitter. Your comments are fleeting. Or at least mine are as a relative nobody.

It’s a strange little world, but it’s interesting. You may want to give it a try. I’m not sure how long I’ll last but right now I’m intrigued.

Not Just Another Story

Time ticks by

Boredom is an itch

I long for an escape

I crave it

To lose myself

To stretch my arms out

And dive in

With no intention of ever coming back

Off to discover new worlds

Where I don’t even exist

I will become them instead

They are interesting

They are exciting

They are alive

In a world of their own

Created just for them

They have friends with long made-up histories

Bonds forged forever in print

There are villains with the worst qualities

But still human

Disgusting but likeable

Complicated

And the adventures they go on

Full of meaning and purpose

The fate of the story rests on their shoulders

How will it end?

Read on

But I’m not reading

I am there

I am them

I have left my own world behind

So I could be in theirs

So I could be them

And forget my own

I am not lost

I am found

The Summer Thief

Autumn is a thief

Working before my very eyes

I might see but I don’t notice

Through the canopy of trees

It sneaks

Leaf by leaf it reaches out

Changing greens to golds

Leaving behind reds and rusts

The change is slow

Subtle

Sandals have changed to shoes

Shorts have changed to jeans

Nights get longer

As autumn steals the day

And wind gets colder

As autumn steals the heat

Leafless skeletons are all that remains

Autumn has stolen the summer