Do you know what hearing loss sounds like? I do.
All my life I've tried to be like you. I've failed.
So I keep it hidden.
But on the day my world crashed down around me, Reed was there.
He showed me just how loud and vibrant silence can be, even when I struggled to understand.
He's unlike anyone I've ever known. His soulful eyes and strong hands pulled me in before I knew what was happening.
And as I saw those hands sign, felt them sparking on me, I knew: imperfect could be perfect.
Reed makes me feel things I've never felt. It's exciting...and terrifying.
Because he sees me like no one else has, and I'm afraid of what he'll find if he looks too closely.
The only thing that scares me more than being with him? Letting him go.
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About the Author
Laura Brown lives in Massachusetts with her quirky abnormal family. Her husband’s put up with her since high school, her young son keeps her on her toes, and her three cats think they deserve more scratches. Hearing loss is a big part of who she is, from her own Hard of Hearing ears, to the characters she creates.
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If you follow me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram, you've probably seen my posts about Continuous Practice and wondered what it's all about. It's a challenge, originating from Saundra Goldman. For 100 days, you create every day. Sounds fun, right? It is.
We writers are either plotting, researching, writing, or editing every day. The original challenge is to also post a daily photo of where you're creating. On your computer, in a coffee shop, snuggled with your pups, or wherever. But I've made it my own. I post photos that are sometimes of where I'm creating, but I also post pictures that have something to do with my WIP. Many of them, I took myself on a research trip to the UK a few months ago.
I'm almost two weeks in, and I must say that it's been surprisingly productive. I think being reminded about my project so often keeps it fresh on my mind and thumbing through photos keeps me inspired.
Interested in joining the challenge? That's wonderful! Feel free to tag me on Instagram so I can cheer you on!
I'm joining the Currently crowd and posting a peek into my life. Many thanks to my writer friend, Jennie, for inspiring me to join in on the fun.
The weather! I don't know what it's like where you are, but spring has arrived at my house. The layers of yellow on my car prove it. There's something about the changing season, especially this one, that makes one feel like the leaf has finally made that turn everyone keeps talking about. There's a sense of renewal that's as thick as the future humidity (in the South). It smells a little like hope. The flowers are starting to bud, and the grass is struggling to find its green again. The whole world is awakening, and my heart skips in excitement for what this new season will bring.
I haven't finished it yet, but this book is making my evening walks an absolute joy! It's beautifully written. O the pretty words! With a mystery, an old house, and British charm, what could be better, really? Read it! Better yet, listen to it. (The accents, guys. Swoon!)
I've always loved Heartland. It's such a sweet family-friendly show that I never feel guilty indulging in. I've pretty much binged on it until there are no more episodes, and there are A LOT of episodes per season. Not complaining, though. In fact, give me more, please!
Go outside right now. If you look up and squint really hard, you'll see a pig with wings. Yes, my friends, pigs are flying. This girl--it's so hard to even say it--is now a belieber. "Love Yourself" won me over.
As I'm writing this, it's getting dark. It's my favorite time of day to do some front porch sittin'. I've always longed for a simple life. As a former country girl, I still enjoy the rocking chair on my porch, even if it's in a quaint historic neighborhood surrounded by people walking to our park down the street. We traded woods for sidewalks last year, and though we'll always love the quiet, dark nights filled with cricket songs and hooting owls, I rather love this new environment. Watching people walk along, their dogs in strollers and my neighbor's loud jazz music blaring in his car, I realize there's something special about the city too. Something natural and simple--connection. We may not speak directly, but we are daily exchanging something much more. We exchange moments of life. We co-exists peacefully. Community.
Life has a way of grabbing you by the throat randomly, like a stranger in the night. Just when you feel comfortable, settled, it turns on you like an angry rottweiler. (No offense to the breed; they're actually quite lovely.) You see where I'm going with this...
Life is a beast with fangs that isn't afraid to use them when it feels you need a reminder of how small you are in the world. I'm anticipating its release, which luckily for me, has a date. Hurry up mid-June!
I wish what all writers wish for, words. I need them, crave them, cannot have enough of them.
making me happy
I have the most amazing people in my life. My small group, spiritual leaders, friends, and family are what makes my world a beautiful place to live in. I also have an inspiring group of online friends who follow me, encourage me, and send me sweet notes that always come unexpectedly. They make me feel like what I do is important on days when I wonder if it is. If you're one of these people and reading this, thank you. I love you, deeply. Your kindness means everything. xoxo
Vanessa K. Eccles
Sharing wisdom on living a creative life.
Author of FABLED (2015) / Founder of The Faithful Creative Magazine / Executive Editor of Belle Reve Literary Journal
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