I’m not on track with the writing as I had planned (hoped) this week, but I’m trying to let it go.  It will come-- the writing always comes.  I have no doubt that when it does come, it will be like opening the floodgates.  Still, I know I can’t just wait for it to come, I need to help it along.  Sheri’s visit this weekend will help-- good conversation helps stimulate my creativity.  Reading a well-written book, seeing a poignant film, creating something-- whether a home cooked meal or order out of chaos-- gets my mind humming.  And right now, I need that familiar hum instead of the crackle of white noise I seem to be experiencing.

I know my imagination is there, waiting for me.  I know because my dreams lately are vivid and multi-layered, full of emotion and character… and plot.  The writer may not be writing, but the brain is still telling stories.  That’s how I know the writing will come.

Soon, I hope.

Posted by Kristina in Writing at 12:03 AM Permalink