Pam Bustin
creator, editor, story tender
Category: Writing
push back against the dark…
“Claim your space. Draw a circle of light around it. Push back against the dark. Don’t just survive. Celebrate.” ― Charles Frazier Working from this inspiration this morning, I realized (again) that this is what I do each day in The Scrib. This… Continue Reading “push back against the dark…”
Last night, at one in the morning…
Last night, at one in the morning, we went down to the edge of the water to watch the beavers. There were three of them. Momma Daddy and baby we assumed. They had no fear of us. They carried on, though we may have… Continue Reading “Last night, at one in the morning…”
in the room with the wallpaper…
Today I wrote a sad story. About this fella (who I named Sam) and why he is alone… …here in this room with the wallpaper that reminded him of home and his own beat down mother. I wrote… a fragment… of Sam’s story today.… Continue Reading “in the room with the wallpaper…”
listening to frogs…
Hello helloo… Yes – yesterday I saw a frog and she served as my inspiration for today’s entry in the notebook. It is a sprawling entry, playing about with various frog facts and musings on various frogs that have shown up in my life.… Continue Reading “listening to frogs…”
learning to pray…
Hello hello hello. We are here to do a bit of a November experiment. I am feeling so fricken awful these days. Like I don’t DO anything. Like I will never finish anything (writing wise) ever again in my life and so… Of COURSE… Continue Reading “learning to pray…”
What to do when….(shall I play in NaNoLand this year?)
Am I just avoiding the hard work of revision?
Maybe.
But… so what if I am?
A New Vampire Librarian? Yes please…
The fabulous Arthur Slade is launching a spooky new book today and you can get a copy (ebook) for 99 cents!!!! Yay!
Bethani reminded me….to begin again…
Hullo Sweeties…. Today on Facebook a friend and fellow writer, Bethani Jade, tagged me in a post inviting me to share in a “self-love” writing challenge that she is doing. It brought up all sorts of….nasty sticky goo for me around my writing practice.… Continue Reading “Bethani reminded me….to begin again…”
I still have healing herbs….
I begged God to let me know, if it were His will, could I please stop writing. Why? Well, I know I am just as weak and undeserving–and more so–than I was thirty years ago when God commanded me I should begin. When I… Continue Reading “I still have healing herbs….”
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