Pauline Evanosky

Created by Pauline in Canva M y idea for this piece is to push myself to do the things I want to do. I could push myself with my writing, which I have done during the last year in terms of productivity. I had a feeling that the blank page syndrome I’d experienced for so many years was something I could try to cure. I am happy to say I think I’ve cured it. For the most part, at least, in regard to the articles I write about the things I observe, wonder about, or that bother me. I recently thought to myself, if I could have a word, I would write about. I do that with my Do Good File, which never gets published. It’s a take on a first thing in the morning habit from James Clear , where he suggested you think of something uplifting as your feet hit the floor when you get out of bed. Mostly, I have to pee about then, so the habit didn’t stick with me. Later on, I thought to myself, “Well, I’m a writer. Maybe I could write about something inspirational to the tune of 200 or so words each d...

Created in Canva by Pauline A s a writer, I have followed a schedule of sorts for some time. Part of my schedule includes writing every day. Some of the things I write are never intended to be published. They are pieces I write as an observation, or that serve as an exercise. Sure, these idle thoughts could certainly lead somewhere in the future. An idea that grows legs and begins to walk with a purpose. Not all of the things I write in these private places always bear fruit, but they are all important. Why? I’m not sure why, but they are important. It’s a regular practice. For me, it is the writing. But drawing a zentangle every morning could be just as important. Perhaps a crossword puzzle. Perhaps reading a blog somebody writes. Perhaps you have a book by someone who seeks to motivate others. All you need to do is dip into that book for a few pages. Feed the beast. Ha. As if you were a beast. But everybody needs to be fed on a regular basis. I think your inner self needs some of tha...

Created in Canva by Pauline I t’s early morning yet. I awakened more than an hour earlier than I normally do and decided to start my day that much earlier. I’d awakened from a disturbing dream, a cat I was trying to save, and a husband who had reorganized the house so I could not find what I needed to tend to our cat.  There were also a couple of legal matters that needed attending to. It wasn’t the best of dreams.  My arm was aching from how I’d lain on it, and my mouth was full of cotton wool. It just wasn’t an inviting thought to go back to bed. I’d done the usual stuff, like feeding my cats breakfast. Even though it was still dark outside, they were happy to have it. It’s amazing that you can still hear a cat’s pleasure even through their silence as they attended a two-course meal in their respective bowls. I took care of the other stuff: setting out our medicines and vitamins for the day, then brewing myself a nice cup of coffee with chocolate dairy creamer. The world...

Created in Canva by Pauline I’ve been watching one of the Masterclass.com classes. This one is on acting and is presented by Samuel L. Jackson . It is a behind-the-scenes look at what he, as an actor, thinks about as he’s getting ready to play a new character. He is also teaching some actors in the class about how he does it. I am not an actor, yet, as a writer, I felt compelled to sign up for this class because I do invent figures for stories. It’s complicated because I also work with Spirit as a psychic channel. Spirit is in my work, whether it is a conscious thing or a magical, helpful part of my team. Also, I like Samuel L. Jackson.  There are 21 lessons in the course, and I’ve only done the first six. There is much more to come. I want to address one thing I am learning from this class. That is what I’m thinking of as “What if?” The exercise, as an actor and as a writer, is to think about what if your character does something that is not included in the script? How woul...

Pauline Created This in Canva - The Cats all Posed Nicely Millie, her sister Molly, and Stanley, their younger brother, are the cats in our family. They all have their own personalities. Stanley is independent and likes my husband best of all. The other night, Dennis was walking down the hallway toward our bedroom. It had gotten dark early, which happens in late November. Stanley pranced along ahead of him, turning occasionally to talk to him. Just telling him all about it. Sometimes, I think it might be a commentary on his day and how he sat outside on the patio in the sunshine, watching the world go by. Or, how he warned us about the dreaded Amazon guy coming up onto our porch, or the dreaded trash truck rumbling by. Molly and Millie are about six months older than Stanley. Mama Cat must have gotten a date night in there when we weren’t paying attention. Stanley was the only cat in the litter. She had him inside the house, and we searched high and low for other littermates, but nev...

  Created by Pauline in Canva T he goal might be to live a serene life. That’s the goal. How well are you doing? Right now, there is a week left in November 2025. I am currently writing stories scheduled for the beginning of December. And I am panicking. Why? Because, for me, I like to see at least five or six stories circling above the various platforms I write on. Presently, I’ve got about three on average. It’s not enough for me. I can sit here on a lazy Sunday morning, having already written one article, feeling this rising panic. That is definitely not serene. That it is of my own making is one thing to consider. There is no publisher or agent knocking at my door, asking where the articles they’ve been promised are. In fact, I doubt anybody would be upset if I didn’t write for a time. So, what’s wrong with me? It is certainly not a sense of serenity. It is panic. Why? Okay, consider this. If you realized you had a skin condition, what would you think? Is this somethi...