The light buzzes behind my 🐝 eyelids that weigh more 🐝 than the ad offers. 🐝 An accumulation of information 🐝 only to get lost somewhere 🐝 inside a mind that stretches 🐝 across the universe. 🐝 Do I float to retrieve it 🐝 or let it go? -Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson Let’s Get Connected!
Monthly Archives: September 2026
Our Goods are Our Dreams and Our Dreams are Our Goods
sweet berries buried far beneath the stones that feel immovable with one’s own strength confuse confound conflate To each’s own a treasure’s known so let our wild spirits roam -Saschia Jayne Johnson
Good Morning from Jayne.Press
It’s fall Small talk: We have a Nor’Easter pending. Gentle Reminder: I hope today you give yourself grace for being a full on human. Yesterday’s post was a reminder that your published book isn’t the finish line. It’s just one more piece of the process that worth celebrating. Thank you for your support 🙏
Contentment
You rolled off my sacred tongue and into some place. where there’s few passing cars and trees lots of trees. Who am I to find you where you are? What am I to do when I seek you? I’m content in the comfort of my own writing chair illuminated by the words scrolling across theContinue reading “Contentment”
I had to Experience Publishing my Novel
“Great works are performed not by strength but by perseverance.” — Samuel Johnson I didn’t see how or when I’d ever finished my first novel, but somehow, I managed to make it to the end. It was a humbling experience that I needed to have. It had to happen because for some reason it wasContinue reading “I had to Experience Publishing my Novel”
Article Space
“For some of us the need to write is so profound that if we can’t do it we are quite miserable.” –Dinitia Smith It’s not that I write to avoid being miserable. I enjoy writing very much. I deeply enjoy returning to these two novels I’ve been working on. I can’t share much about themContinue reading “Article Space”
My Romance with Writing
It’s not just some lover who came and left me empty standing at the edge of the world. It’s something else entirely. My romance is a mystery cloaked with a veil, an obsession that’s never satiated, and a string of words that must kiss the lips of my imagination or no one will ever knowContinue reading “My Romance with Writing”
Ok, I Tried Substack, I Give Up
I’ve tried Substack, I’m terrible at it. So here I am back at WordPress. Maybe I’ll try Substack again, but I’m really not motivated enough to do more there than I am here. I’m struggling to connect with writers over there and the notes are just like Facebook and IG at this point. I doContinue reading “Ok, I Tried Substack, I Give Up”
