Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Monday, May 2, 2016

To Write

It's harder than most people think, to sit by yourself and create something with only your words

You can't do it with others

The environment must be lonely and at times you might feel insane

So,

You do everything else that you can possibly think of, forever putting off the inevitable

Because writers can't not write

I think it's a love/hate sort of situation.


The longer I go without writing, the less I feel myself, the less I feel connected

Which is funny, since writing itself is rather disconnecting at times.

And as I write this, I'm thinking of what I should be writing

I could do a million other things, instead, the page will still be there when everything else is done.

The cleaning, the laundry, the studying, tending to the garden, the dog and the horse, getting the car serviced, doing some yoga, reorganizing my work space yet again (I've rearranged the bedroom more times than any normal person would)...

But what really should be done is the writing.

What will I do, then?

I'm going to study.