Writer's block. (yes, I think I've realized this is cyclical... not the first post and probably not the last one on this subject!) I don't know if I qualify for the "writer" part of it (that feels rather presumptuous), but the "block" part fits nicely. Yes, yes, I've been sick, the husband has been sick, the small ones have been sick (twice!)...but I don't like that feeling. The feeling of things rolling around inside me, unformed and fluid; nothing I can wrap a hand around. It makes me anxious because there are hints of ideas, small nuggets that could be something if I could just hold on to them for more than five fleeting seconds. But then, as I'm fumbling for paper, shoving a thermometer in a mouth, or trying to unload the dishwasher for the third time, it disintegrates into a lingering essence; haunting and wisping around me.
It's ironic that it took a WitFit prompt for me to even write that currently I'm stumped!
I get an email every day with a prompt to use for writing. I'm challenging myself to use
at least one prompt a week and write something, anything... I'll be
posting some of them here on the blog. I have no idea where they'll take
me. You've been warned. (The prompt word will be italicized in the
text.)
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