Author: mshumway

I can barely contain the energy bubbling up through me. I feel ignited. Inspired. Alive. I want to run releasing the fire in my legs and coursing through my heart. I have not felt flow in so long. And. It. Feels. Good. This weekend I hit 13k words in my book. Things have started...

About a week ago I had a dream I was rowing my single. I was on a buoyed course in my Filippi rowing with my old Croker oars. I was aware of another rower in the lane next to me and familiar people on the shores. I felt discombobulated and weak at first. I...

You can’t fix everything. There will always be a dent in the wall, a broken light switch, a weed that needs pulling. It is the natural order of the world to break down and eventually die. Nothing lasts forever. So we can spend our time trying to fix it all. Getting caught up in...

“I grow old. I grow old. I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.” This was a quote from a computer game from junior high I think. And my friend Kristi and I thought it was the funniest thing ever. We must have said it to each other a thousand times and laughed...

Love is walking around the ancient ruins of Rome with your 23 year old daughter. Love is the top of your femur grinding directly into the socket of your hip with each step and doing your best to mask the pain. Love is waiting until the whole family is together before you take your...

Sometimes it’s just junk. Get rid of it. Or don’t post it. Clear it out. Throw it away. Get it out of your system and move on. Roses can handle a heavy amount of pruning and grow back stronger than ever. And our art is the same. I’m not saying burn everything you’ve written...

Writing is the one thing we can do that has no limits. You can only live so long. Our lives are regimented and scheduled and filled with endless noise. Writing is the one place in the world where nothing but us and our imagination exist in infinite possibility. If that’s not a reason to...