How Do We Keep the Dream Alive?

Cynthia Herron Writing 6 Comments

Often, new writers plunge full steam ahead into their fledgling careers, barely giving thought to everything writing entails. Pursuit of “the dream” and all the glorious fantasies that go with it play out in delightful, creative scenarios because, after all, that’s what writers do best—we live in bold, imaginative worlds where anything is possible. It’s only when—oh, say, maybe five, …

Happy, Relaxing Weekend

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There’s more rain on the horizon where I’m at today, but as the thunder rolls and the sky darkens, I’m curled up in my writing cave crafting and polishing. As five o’ clock approaches, I wanted to wish you a Happy, relaxing weekend! Many of you will travel over this Memorial holiday. Some will have cookouts and spend time with …

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Release Yourself

Cynthia Herron Encouragement Leave a Comment

As we mature (sounds better than “age”), we come to realize certain truths about ourselves. We also see the world around us in a different light. We remove our rose-colored glasses and view life through a new lens, often re-evaluating goals, duty, balance, and things that we believe matter. While our core values may be the same, how we approach …

The Thing that Spurs Us Forward

Cynthia Herron Snippets of Life 5 Comments

Annnd we have lift off! Who doesn’t get goosebumps when they hear those words? For some reason, Mondays make me think of rocket ships and astronauts. I suppose it’s because Mondays blast us into the work week. (Good or bad—takeoff arrives. And I try to focus on the good!) Since it was Mother’s Day weekend (you can check out my …

Waiting, Writing, and Why You Must Not Quit

Cynthia Herron Writing 14 Comments

Most writers will tell you the in between seasons are the hardest. Because I’ve promised to tell you the truth, I won’t sugarcoat it. They are. Waiting (especially a prolonged season of waiting) is like a knife to the weary writer’s heart. As each hope-filled day passes, so does a tiny bit of our resolve. We struggle to make sense …