Recently, my writing took a turn. All of a sudden, short stories were arriving. It was interesting and they need a fair amount of revision. Then I thought, where am I going to put these? Too long for a blog, do I actually have to send them out?
So I just put the first one, a memoir, on the blog. Thank you for seeing the love and pain in that one, those of you who responded.
I looked around at all the notebooks I have filled during my life. Thirty-five or so. I thought, " You have to get rid of these so no one else has to deal with them when you die." ( Good headspace, huh)
Then I stopped writing.
I knew something was wrong in my life. I felt weird. What was it?
No notebook writing!
I have journaled for years to keep my sanity, to coach myself, to find out what I really think and feel, to let my creativity flow.
All of the meditations, poetry and stories were first in the journaling. Now, my listening to my guides, the universe and myself was cut off. I had stopped the flow.
Big Mistake!!!! This realization cured my writer's block.
My advice is don't stop yourself, don't censor yourself, don't correct yourself. And don' t define yourself.
I am choosing to realize I have a body of work, as writers have through the ages.
I have meditations, blogs, poetry, essays, memoirs, recordings for children, teens and adults, and now pieces of writing that may be called short stories.
But mostly I am a messy journal writer. And yes, I am keeping those journals. I look closer and find a treasure trove of important dreams, story ideas, reflections, and memories to rework or just remember what my life was like at certain times.
I write the blog because I think someone else must be going through the same thing and needs to hear that.
So, writer, painter,yoga practitioner, musician, or artist of your own life, keep the flow, keep the faith and love to you. Namaste.
