The office was stacked high with books, semi-circular shelves dominating most of the room, their arms embracing a huge oaken desk, marred by many years’ of use. I loved to sit there sometimes, amidst the scrolls and stacks of papers, which muffled all sound. The world was just a little wiser, surrounded by all that knowledge, and I felt as though I could become better, too. I fancied I could open like the pages of a book and drink in all the words and ink until I knew more than I had been seeking.
The cat came to curl up on the windowsill beneath the window most days. The strong, dark blue wood was just large enough to fit her body, though she never seemed to care that she was just one wrong slip away from falling off. At regular times throughout the day, I could see the tip of a white, tufted tail or a flash of orange as she leapt down hourly to do her patrols of the property. Though the feline always came back to this area, and I certainly didn't blame her.
one of my absolute favorite times of day was teatime, where the scent of warm, fresh bread would waft up from the dish that was placed on my desk. The mistress of the house made the best bread around, and the warm, buttery rosemary loaf, always topped with a hint of garlic salt, never failed to bring a smile to my face. Paired often with light jasmine or chamomile tea, it was the perfect midday relaxation to get over the tiredness I always felt when I was amidst the stacks, or my own writing, too long.

I don't need a party or jubilee to make me happy, though celebrations are nice.
I'm not looking for a holiday on the tropical beach, or endless vistas of ice.
Heaven to me is different than most.
A quiet cabin and a straight path to the coast.
I would much rather be tucked out of sight, to retire amongst the trees and dapples of sunlight.
Until I can reclaim myself from the noise and clutter.
To come out from under, What causes my light to stutter.

@DreamArchive She held a drink in her white knuckled grip, waiting for him to show. All the while, something deep down knew he wasn't coming.

@AuthorOcean Maybe I will write on this one next week. :)

I want to do a pole to figure out what people would like to see more on this account, as I usually just write whatever comes to mind. I am going to include some emotion and Genre topics, but people can comment too. Please boost for reach.

Dare to love, when your pulse pounds, and the stakes are high. When love leaves you gasping and on the edge of your seat. Hold onto love, when it turns ordinary and still. There are hidden depths beneath the normal. Safety and passion just waiting to be discovered. You will never be alone, if you have that partner, that one, that someone in your corner. Rephrased from what my mama had told me, I considered it to be sound advice. Now, putting at into practice? Could I love her. She is mysterious, makes my heart pound and my face flush. She is witty, engaging, the life of the party. But could I , shy, bookish, quiet, sad, attract and hold the attention of someone like that. Would she eventually be my safety? But woe, I was getting ahead of myself. I needed her to notice me first. I needed a plan...
#lesficfri
@AuthorOcean

Don't forget to be nice to your sparkles today, if they wished to shimmer, dance, and play. I suppose to feel closest to these shafts of playful light, you must stop to take delight in the everyday things. You do not need to leave your house to grow these wings. Some find this serendipity in little corners and cavities. Settle into a cozy place, warm and snug as a mouse's burrow. Chase these dreams wherever they might lead. And let the silence be your steed.

The energy of transformation is exhilarating, carrying you on a journey you could never have predicted.
The energy of transformation is exhausting, hauling you along whether you want to go or not.
It's humbling, showing you a side of yourself you never knew.
It's frightening, tumbling your life around, until you only know your name.
It's freeing because nothing will ever be the same.
It's illuminating, exposing every secret and shame.
But most of all.
The energy of transformation must be invited in, to begin its journey.
For if I hadn't gone looking, I never would have found it inside me.

@misnina Like on the top of the tv. Not on the screen, right?

@misnina That's fair. :)

@misnina Reminds me of when my cat took a bite out of my laptop, because I wasn't paying attention to her.

She was there when I was the rain, splashing down over the riverbank, or haunting the halls after his untimely loss. We had danced this dance before, and I had expected that the time for it had long passed. But as the high heat of Summer slipped into fall, she slide in behind me, solid, dependable, present in a way I had never known a woman to be. I am not sure where this road will lead us, for sometimes in the excitement and clatter I barely remember my own name. During such chaos, it helps when each time her skin brushes mine, I feel an anchoring, a coming home. There is a promise in that touch that I still haven't unlocked, yet I know with each jolt of pleased surprise, we are building Something I thought impossible. Who would of thought that me of the thousand year stares and riverbank eyes could hold someone so calm and not bring both us sinking to silty earth.
#lesficfri
@AuthorOcean

@LexC No problem. I will read right now.

@LexC I think your link might be broken. I just tried to read, and it wasn't found.

I just started #TheArtist'sWay. So far I have gotten through reading week 1, and it is interesting. I am going to invite myself to get as far as I can get, but not going to pressure myself to finish it because the world's crazy right now. #writingLife

bookshelves too cluttered, aching, groaning under twice the recommended weight. Please don't leave me unread. Map me, know me, see my worn spines and gilded titles. Don't let the dust build up on this, us... #OneSentenceWritingPrompt

The universe is a wondrous place, especially when zooming through space! #OneSentenceWritingPrompt

The future looks bleak, but my tendrals seek a crack, looking for hints of the solution I lack.