by Joanna FitzPatrick | Oct 24, 2014 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
When It Rains It Pours Didn’t want to bike in the rain. Made excuses. Said it was pouring though it was only drizzling. But here I am. Glad I came, though now it really is pouring.Lesson for today: Do it! Do it! Do...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 14, 2011 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
Come fly with me ! ! !”The more you let yourself be distracted from where you are going, the more you are the person that you are. It’s not so much like getting lost as it is like getting found.” William Stafford, poet (1914-1993) View from...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 12, 2011 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
Get Going! Marcel Proust called it exercising the authority of his inner self.I woke up this morning knowing it’s Tuesday and I’ve committed to riding my bike though I’m really not into it. This early in the morning I’d rather be in bed...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 10, 2011 | Summers in La Drome, Why I Write
There is no bike lesson today. As I am a practicing writer I also like to discuss writing. And today I was inspired by this quote and looked it up to find out its history: The original quote came from Apelles, an ancient Greek painter in 4th Century B.C.: ...
by Joanna FitzPatrick | Jul 7, 2011 | Short Stories, Summers in La Drome
“Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body but rather to skid in sideways thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “What a ride!” Goats grazing on bike trail. Today’s...
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