Writer. Photographer. Child of God
I received this book of poetry from Plough Publishing. I had never read anything from Jane Tyson Clement before, but I adore poetry so I was super excited for it to come. When it arrived I immediately started cooing. Just the size and feel of it was enough to get my bookishness tingling. I love... Continue Reading →
My first novel is done. Or probably done… I only say probably because of the sleep stealing fear that it’s not ready and I don’t know it. From the things I’ve read by other writers in my situation, this feeling is not uncommon. Regardless, I now stand on the cusp of query and rejection letters…... Continue Reading →
"I am cold." "Let me warm you." And he slipped off his jacket "I am tired." "Use my shoulder." And she fell comfortably to sleep "I am sad." "Let me hold you." And she wept and was comforted "I am frightened." "I'll protect you." And he shielded her from their blows "I am lost." "I... Continue Reading →
I had a lot of fears going into Marriage. There was never any question that I loved Timothy. There was never any question that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. But the process of planning, arranging, and waiting for the wedding day was painstakingly horrendous. The day after he proposed... Continue Reading →
wistful(having or showing a feeling of regretful longing) restless(unable to relax or rest either emotionally or physically as a result of anxiety or boredom) lost(unable to find ones way, unable to cope with a situation) broken(having breaks or gaps in continuity) disconsolate(unable to be comforted) © Rachel Svendsen 2015
The music lilts through the house, soft and sweet. The electric piano sits with its back to the front window, its plug nestled into the wall just below that of the light peering overtop of the music rest. Several large oak trees shade the view of the street out front. The woman at the keys... Continue Reading →
My husband is not poetic. He’s sincerely romantic, by that I mean he buys flowers, lights candles, and takes me on impromptu date nights. His sincerity is invaluable to me. What I’m trying to say is that he doesn’t SAY romantic things. Usually, it’s just, “I love you” or “I love you more than anything”.... Continue Reading →
Ahhhhhhhh…pedicures…where to begin? How about a cold winters day with a good friend? Tara: You know what? We need some ME time. Do you like pedicures? Me: Sure Tara: Want to go next week? Me: Sure Now I wasn’t lying, I DO like pedicures. I usually splurge and go once or twice a year during... Continue Reading →
I am one of many people on the East Coast of the United States that is longing for winter to be over. I’m not going to say I have it as bad as most, if I lived in Boston I’d need to be institutionalized, but it’s cold and unpleasant. I miss Spring, the warmth of... Continue Reading →
Teach me to stay on my knees, Not to watch the ticking clock. Teach me to enjoy our time. Make me wish the world to stop. Help me also Lord to see, When your answer finally comes, That you know what's best for me, To say, "Amen. Thy will be done." © Rachel Svendsen 2015
Rachel Svendsen 