Today's topic: Again
I start with a snippet. A phrase. The shadow of an idea. My mind wanders. My thoughts tangle, and I abandon this love mid-sentence. Unfinished post after unfinished post stack up like empty boxes that once held the idea of something.
I wander, looking for the kink in the line - the place of interruption. Amidst these fragmented messages, I find a sinkhole of heartbroken. An unspoken dream deferred that speaks in a language of tears. They refuse to spill over onto the page.
And so, I'm silent for another day. Again, there is no post. I take my untyping fingers off the keyboard and instead I start turning the pages of hope. The stillness. The knowing. My public conversation is silenced while I speak to my soul. He. is. Good.
* Linking with Lisa-Jo Baker (the Gypsy Mama) today, where we write for five minutes and then leave it alone whether it’s just right or not.
Interested in joining?
- 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link here and invite others to join in.
3. Meet and encourage someone who linked up before you.