Tammy's Trio on Tuesday
Reflections and Readings from My Bradbury Trio Program
Today is a mostly unscheduled day dedicated to reading, writing, and submitting. The past few weeks have felt long and overscheduled to me, even though most of it has been things I want to do.
I went for a walk before the rain hits. I am having dinner with my son later. I am enjoying my coffee with my husband!
It is going to be a good Tuesday.
It will all work out in the end! Þetta Reddast!
The Bradbury Trio [reading a poem, an essay, and a story every day] fuels my writing.
This trio structure works for me because I am inspired to write after I read.
I hope the reading you do today leads you to writing that could not have been created any other way.
Here are some pieces I want to share with you today.
Story: After We Were Dead by Cheryl Pappas
I love Cheryl’s writing! This is a story that I think captures a moment that many people have thought about.
Poem: Questionnaire for Potential Partners
I love a story or a poem that is composed of only questions.
Essay: Fake Authenticity is Toxic
This essay fascinated me. The idea of group therapy games and the connection to the workshopping has me thinking about this piece even though I read it early last week.
What will these pieces inspire you to write!?
What are you writing in your notebook today?
Happy Writing!
A little more about me: Tammy L. Evans is a writer, teacher, runner, and coach living in a tiny house on a peninsula with her husband and adventure cat. Her location device is her loud laugh. She is a reader for Reckon Review. Her poetry has been published in The Storyteller, FoxGlove Journal, Story Hall, Blue Insights, The Partnered Pen, and others. Her fiction has been published in Gone Lawn, Cabinets of Heed, Spelk, Five on the Fifth, Clover and White, Fiction Berlin Kitchen, and others.
That Electric Lit essay is so thought provoking and disturbing on so many levels. Thank you for sharing and hope your week gets a little calmer.
I enjoyed your bringing my attention to the importance of making time, even doing things we want to do can add up and sometimes we just need a moment to breathe.