Nice. :D Glad to see your words back, missed them.
Do rocks dream of flying, or do they know someday they will when they are launched out of a volcano?
Or... perhaps they already have been and believe it to be over-rated....
I love this. I love this.
I haven't really come clean with you or with myself about my struggle to write lately. This is terrible commentary, but here it is...I've been too happy. I have met and married the man of my dreams who continues to amaze me day after day. My children are taking good and healthy turns in their lives. My faith and work continue to fulfill.
So...do I need misery to write well? I have decided to reject that notion out of hand. I think it was easier for me to write from that place, but I am going to challenge myself in this writing time that has become so parched of late.
I yearn to create and dance with words again, so that is where I will set my sights. I'm going to share my steps toward that goal, so come along for the ride if you're interested, or even if you share the sometimes difficult struggle to find and bridge inspiration and poetry.
Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams,
Now I wash the gum from your eyes,
You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every
moment of your life.
Long have you timidly waded holding a plank by the shore,
Now I will you to be a bold swimmer,
To jump off in the midst of the sea, rise again, nod to me, shout,
and laughingly dash with your hair.
- Walt Whitman, "Song of Myself"
Again, words of inspiration. I too have lost my "muse of misery" life has been wonderful and I don't know how to write from there. I miss it though. I miss putting the words together and telling the story. I will find a way and make the time. Maybe the new muse is the babe growing in my tummy. :)
I know the feeling. But for me it isn't usually a function of happy or misery... it is a function of solitude and emotion.
All I need to do to write more is be surrounded by nothing but strangers, alcohol and have time on my hands.
I wait in joyful anticipation of your pen's return. :)
♥ Have I told you how much you've brought joy to my heart today?
I have a faceless friend,
Her words are powerful and simple,
She brings joy with her mind and ideals,
And she has a thing for my daughter's dimples♥
Misery doesn't need a subtext,
Its not the only thing from the heart,
What better to share the music,
Then words of love and peaceful marks?
Share da looovveeee!