Writer’s Block….. Whatever.
Ok, So I have not had the chance to write until now. Well, maybe that is not the whole truth. There was a few times at 3:40 a.m that I wanted to write, but I realized that I left my laptop on the diningroom table and to get up at that time of morning would present too many other problems, so I decided not to write.
Then there was this other time at 2:30 a.m when I had this idea to write about jealousy. I was reflecing on all the girl friends that I have had in my life and how none of them are in my life right now. A few of them were jealous friends. The kind of friends that stick around long enough to see you fail and when you’re succeeding, they are no where around. All of a sudden after 15 years of friendship, you have nothing in common. Anyway, after spending about an hour or so “thinking” about writing, I had no real motivation to do so. I mourned those friendships instead. I did promise myself that I would rise at dawn and write early before my daugher starts school. (At home, of course).
I over slept, only to wake up to my daughter screaming that she could not get access to her class and she needed to use my cell phone. I felt like I was experiencing a bad dream. Considering the dream that I was actually having seemed so pleasant, the contrast left me in a stumper, needing coffee and remembering that my daughter is home because we are STILL under quarantine.
“My promise to write had been broken. They day had started without me, and I was behind on everything I had planned. Well, what I have learned in the illusion of being able to plan anything at all, is just that, an illusion. So if things go as planned consider it an blessing from the heavens because these days, everything is vastly unpredictable.”
It has been over a month since I made and broke my promise to write. I can not and will not blame my lack to make time to write is due to my inability to think of something to write about. Do we not have moments where in order to write we have to treat our brains to other distractions in order to come back to where we really want to be? Have you noticed that planned or not, the time is always right? Being creative requires that same flow.
So, in the big scheme of things, it’s not that I did not have subjects to write about, it’s not that my sacral chakra was blocked and I had nothing flowing through me. Idea’s, stories, character’s are always flowing through me. I just needed to make the time to put my thoughts on paper and that always comes at the write time.
LL Walton, Author/ Podcaster
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Podcast: The Relationship Talk Podcast
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