a.k.a. sarrah kaliski


a.k.a. sarrah

That time

Harvest time is almost here. There is a stirring in the air, like just before a deep sigh. Soon the landscape will be flat stubble fields with the wind moving easily over the land. Letting a story take shape and form in your head is like planting in the Spring. The writing process is the growing season, with the hot sun and the rains and the dry spells. Then comes the harvest. Then comes the time when all the hard work in ready to bring together and share with others.

After the work is down, a time of resting comes. The long awaited deep sigh is released, only to take hold of that plow again and start the unending seasons of creating begins.