Never got to say goodbye…

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

Dear friends,

It is with a very heavy heart that I tell you, we have lost a member of the WordPress community, a man who was a very dear friend to me and my family, and who treated my daughter like a sister.  They were movie buddies, among other hobbies.

John Freda passed away this morning from COVID-19.  He was 51 years young.

John has a blog on WP called The Magic Shop.  He truly enjoyed writing and I truly enjoyed our banter back and forth about it.  We kept each other in line, making sure we were writing, even if we didn’t feel like it.  He had been quiet for most of this year, trying to find his way back to putting pen to paper.  He truly enjoyed Fandango’s FOWC, and participated in it frequently.

John was a gentle soul, a man who would give you anything he…

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The 2020 Daily Writing Challenge – April 22

Jo Hawk

2020 Daily Writing Challenge

Writing is like driving at night in the fog.
You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.
– E. L. Doctorow

Today is Day 113 of the 2020 Daily Writing Challenge.

Did you write yesterday? We are living in an upside-down world. The hustle and bustle of daily commutes, the never-ending parade of constant stress, unreasonable demands, over-hyped experiences, and thrilling activities competing for your time, attention, and energy—evaporated. Self-isolation, social distancing, work from home, eLearning, family time, and dog walking, are the newest must-do exercises. No one would blame you if you are feeling directionless in your suddenly open schedule.

Abrupt changes can induce anxiety, but what if you considered this an opportunity to cultivate deep working habits? Deep work is a concept defined by Cal Newport, associate professor of computer science at Georgetown University and self-help author. He defines deep…

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Looking Forward – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk


A soft rain fell overnight, but this morning the clouds evaporate in the dawn sky and revealed clear blue hope. Temperatures are warming, and the first tulip leaves have emerged from the earth. Daffodils dot muddy brown lawns, the heralds of a golden promise. I look forward to my garden in its spring splendor, my morning coffee on the patio, followed by writing alfresco.

For now, I wait and dream and write about lovely days.

I hope you find a reason to rejoice and enjoy your day.

What are you dreaming of?


Keep on writing.

Jo Hawk The Writer

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I Write Her

some might say
serendipitous encounters
others would declare
destined connections
when life grants us
unbreakable bonds

i am humbled
i am in awe

beauty is pure love
filling in voids
never knowing
we had within
carefully caressing
old wounds

i am healed
i am alive

these moments
of connection
give us purpose
enrich and nurture
our souls
find the meaning

i am grateful
i am calm

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