I've lost momentum. Ideas are plentiful, but I'm having the hardest time putting fingers to keys. This is a pathetic attempt to click one key, then another...
A friend, who is battling cancer, was asked to share at his friends funeral, a friend who committed suicide. One man fighting to live and another fighting life.
Tap, tap, tap... each keystroke slowly opens the mind and helps me move forward.
Tap, tap, tap... forming the thoughts, arranging the letters, unlocking the mind.
Tap, tap, tap... another beginning.
I'd like to thank you, for "saying out loud", what I'm feeling these days. Since new prose is hard to come by, I've retreated to my poetic roots... Hopefully that will stir the pot.
ReplyDeleteOne of the things that helped me to finish Cyn was an author who said (in a blog I don't remember), move forward, always move forward - your best writing will come in rewriting. I found this to be true.
ReplyDeleteForward, always forward, it's a lesson I need to relearn.