Sidelined

Thoughts from the Sickbed By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer This week the unexpected happened: I got sick. We all know that from time to time, we’ll succumb to a fever, a runny nose or whatever bug is making the rounds, but when it happens it’s always a bit of a surprise. […]

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Stealing Time and Mining Material

Memory Triggers By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer The scent of fallen pine needles cooking under a summer sun. Stretching my hands up over my head on a lazy Sunday morning. The guitar riff in Chris Isaak’s “Graduation Day.” These are some of my memory triggers – benign and, perhaps, banal little […]

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Surrender and Start Again

Reentering the Imaginative World By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer I had to say “no” the other day.  It’s not a word I like to use.  It speaks of disappointment and hurt feelings.  When I just can’t (or, less often, simply “won’t”) do it, I know I’m letting people down – and […]

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Life Is Not A Paragraph

Rule Breakers and the Grammarians Who Love Them By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer “That’s why I got a Ph.D. in English, precisely so I could avoid the proper use of a comma.” My old boss. Oh, the righteous indignation of the grammarian! Whole books have been written about bad grammar, fueled […]

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Grasping for Substance

Poetry from the every day. By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer Mania and misplaced energy abound today – so much to do and so little time to get it all done. It’s been difficult to carve out some space to think, let alone write. And so I used one of the oldest […]

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Finally…vacation

By Elizabeth Cutright © 2012 The Daily Creative Writer Enjoying some time off, but still carving out moments to write. This came into my head while I swayed in a wooden rocking chair, it’s brightly colored slats faded by the seasons. The chair’s gate was a bit wobbly as I pushed myself up and down […]

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