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Some days you change your look, walk, exercise, take care of yourself, and write, and write, and write, never noticing the passage of time. These are the good days. #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writerslifeforme #writingcommunity #historicalfiction #biographicalnovel #selfcare #hairstyles

I finally threw myself back into writing today. (Quarantine life is hard.) In finding things to fill in some of the technical details of Maude's life, I was struck by her unbelievable designing genius and her obsessive attention to detail. She was more than just the greatest actress of her time. She was a director, a set designer, costume designer, lighting designer, and inventor. She sometimes had to fight for meaty and tragic roles, but she usually got her way not by bullying, but by earning a reputation for being right in most of her production decisions. So much so that great actors and directors like Lionel Barrymore called her in for consultation or actual lighting design. She very willingly offered her help in many productions other than her own. We have Maude Adams to thank for the light bridge in theaters and for the first lightbulb bright enough to allow for color movies. When she visited David O. Selznick studios in 1938, she commented on the fact that they were using her lightbulbs to film Gone With the Wind. That's right, the epic Gone With the Wind would have been in black and white film if not for Maude. And yet she went through many dark periods and had several breakdowns from pushing herself entirely too hard and helping everyone in her sphere. After the Spanish Flu epidemic, from which she barely recovered, she finally retired from the stage, but took up her lighting experiments, having this to say: "The great disadvantage in illness is that it gives us time to make our own acquaintance. If our lives have been tuned to adventure, it is a poor thing to be suddenly confronted with ourselves." I feel that on a deep level. But confronted she was, and confronted I am. All we can do is face it and write on and live on. #maudeadams #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writerslifeforme #writingcommunity #theater #edwardianactress #vintage #acting #lighting #inventor #historicalfiction #biographicalnovel

All of the wishing spaces fill my heart, while all of the fearing spaces fill my brain. Which one will win out today? #walksinthewoods #dreams #dreaming #wishing #spring #springlove #nature #naturephotography #writingcommunity #writinglife #amwriting

So many bright and growing things! Sometimes I wonder what lies beneath all this beauty. Why do certain color combinations have an effect on our emotions? Unknown. But I am grateful. #treemagic #treelovers #naturephotography #nature #spring #mayflowers #inspirationeverywhere

I love all of the hidden gems at my park. Of course I don't own the park. I say it's mine in the sense of having a great love for it. Today I finished a big goal, so now I feel as if I can relax just a little and breathe a sigh of relief. #mayflowers #spring #walksinthewoods #beauty #naturephotography #nature #relaxing

Colors and ideas for the novel are popping today. Between yesterday and today so many flowers and leaves popped out. I was literally surprised as I looked around me on my walk today. I've been working my can off the past couple of weeks to save up enough money to get me over the hump of the summer with no teaching salary. I've almost reached my mark. Just a few more days. Then I will settle in for the long, glorious writing days of the summer. #naturephotography #springflowers🌸 #nofilter #novelwriting #novelist #quarantinegoals #writingcommunity #amwriting #writersofinstagram

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We Worshiped Storms

We worshiped storms,

friends with the wind,

as we dared to laugh above the crying,

watching dreams soar away

into a thousand shadows.

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Posted on May 2, 2018May 2, 2018Author rachelannecoxwriterCategories featured, Magnet Poetry, Uncategorized

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