A microfiction piece inspired by my tiny human. By Holly Richards As the heavy, wet wool strings swipe wildly from left to right across the smooth hardwood, Red stays tucked into the corner of the carefully placed shelf lined with all sorts of toys. Scalding hot water that smells of lemons splashes him with every … Continue reading Red Writing
Author: Hollyshustle
I believe in bucket-filling (a little twist on the bucket list). I want a platform to share my artform(s) that already fill my bucket. I have the degree(s). I survived the young child rearing years. I've landed the leadership dream job. It's time to fill my bucket. Focus on what lights my fire. Rebranding this blog (yet again) to meet me where I am at in this journey called life. I will share my creative writing. I will share my photography. I will share my thoughts on this crazy journey we call life. I like to keep it real. I refuse to live up to "the image". I don't use filters. What you see (read) is what you get. I hope you enjoy the read and I will try to balance what I share in a meaningful way. Ultimately, I keep this blog for me. You (my imagined audience) are an awesome bonus!
Mom/ Nurse/ Harm Reduction Advocate/ Hobbiest Photographer/ Freelance writer/ (maybe) a poet {thanks to a recent writing mentor}
Difference
Do you enjoy your job? I have invested a lot of time in developing my leadership skills throughout the latter part of my career. There was a time when I never thought I would leave bedside nursing. The most simple acts and smallest gestures of kindness can make a resounding impact on a patient's life. … Continue reading Difference
Alicia
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why? "Keep dreaming in color And drawing your dreams On cement floors Until they are realized." ~ Alicia Keys I would love to walk a minute in this woman's shoes. I am a huge social justice advocate; just like Alicia. I … Continue reading Alicia
The Cabinets
Describe the most ambitious DIY project you've ever taken on. It was a hot, summer Monday mid-August. I asked my husband to take the kitchen cabinets off the hinges. Do you remember when "sponge painting" was the cool thing to do? My sponge painted peachy brown cabinets were no longer appealing to the eye. Who … Continue reading The Cabinets
With age
Share one of the best gifts you've ever received. The opportunity and privilege to grow old. A privilege denied to many. With age, I care less-- which is such a gift. I care less of what people think. I care less of meeting the expectations of others'. I embrace time spent doing things that I … Continue reading With age
Home
Write about your dream home. Laughter fills the halls. Not only the children's laughter; but also that of myself and my husband. A safe space to play, to laugh and to grow old. Space available for solitude in those "no laughter" moments. A table long enough to share. Extra rooms for unexpected company. A wall … Continue reading Home
Dew Drops
Ekphrasis Poem by Holly Richards Water cascades from heavy clouds, emotions weighty. It’s drowning overwhelming thoughts. Soaked soil, drinking sullen and sinking. Warm sun dries the soil, gets up while new blossoms emerge— alas, the light shines from within, indication of the storm withers as only … Continue reading Dew Drops
A RomCom Short Story by Holly Richards Their eyes locked from across the house. Neville’s stomach churned and made a noise so loud he thought surely it would distract the other patrons. What is she doing here, he thought to himself. Understand, Neville is a creature of habit. He has attended the opera without fail … Continue reading
WWW.
The most important invention in your lifetime is... Born in 1986, I have the experience of scrolling the library index to research at the library. I also witnessed the birth of the world wide web. I think the ability to instantly research peer reviewed publications and piece together the unknown is an incredible privilege. What … Continue reading WWW.
Daily writing prompt!
Describe your most ideal day from begining to end. My vision is hazy as I turn over and wrap my entire body around a plump feather-filled body sized pillow. I have no where to go. I sink into the comfort of my warm, soft bed with intention. The natural circadian rhythm gently wakes me from … Continue reading Daily writing prompt!
Holly's Hustle 