For some folks, writing may be the cure to get through a life in serious need of editing.
For me, I want–no, need–my life edited first before I can write. My unedited life disables my will to create.
So, I drop the writing to edit the life, to seek equilibrium. I don’t need the life perfect, but I can’t work when my life bangs around like an unbalanced tub in a washing machine.
Today, for the first time in a long while, I hear a familiar voice inside me singing a forgotten song. Though distant, I recognize the voice of my muse. The far-off song hints completion of my life-editing task is ahead. It suggests the writing is coming back. Hopefully soon.
I can’t wait to see what you come up with your muse. Kisses!
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There are three books in my head. What I need to do is finish this first one!
I think you are on the right track. I am sending many prayers for you.
Much Love, Lean
Thank you, Lean. Please don’t stop. I appreciate the love!
Hey, glad to know you’re maybe getting your groove back. Don’t forget I’m a shout away if you need anything. Cheers and Merry Christmas!
Thank you for cheerleading for me. Some day we will sit down over a cup of coffee when I can thank you face-to-face.
Even though the writing often stops because of problems and priorities, the muse always reappears in time and the writing begins again….
Thank you for very encouraging words. As a new writer, I worry that when the words stop, they will never start again.