The dry spell is my own. I haven’t experienced it before. Always, there is another blog idea lurking, waiting. Always, there is an emerging untold story even when I think there are no more stories left to tell.
The far away thunder has announced a little rain storm again. I can hear it coming and wonder how this can happen when I am in the middle of a thought vacuum. Yes, now it’s raining! And the downpour is a taunting reminder I am experiencing writer’s block. My world has been empty and dry.
Is my life so boring, there is nothing left to tell? The rain answers, “Just write.” Or does that really mean “Just Right?”
Watch for the next blog post (but not with too much excitement or anticipation please). I have never had writer’s block before.
Ah Ha! I have thought of a subject to share with you and will call it “Dining Inn.” The welcome rain is nurturing ideas along with mother earth.
Whenever I think I’m having a dry spell someone does something that I can blog about. Sometimes it’s goofy, sometimes not. Have a good time with some friends and something will come up!
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Hope you’re right Kate! All I can think of is to write about our new dining room table. How exciting can you get?
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It happens to all of us Dor. Don’t worry – you will have new ideas soon. I just know it :).
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I am even running out of words to respond to sweet comments like yours! Bleh! All I can say is “Thank you!” 🙂
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Go, go, go!
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I need a push, push, push! 🙂
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Consider yourself pushed. 🙂
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In deep gratitude, I plan to write about what I love about blogging! 🙂
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🙂
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Consider yourself pushed. 🙂 When I have a student who hates poetry, I tell them to write a poem about how you hate poetry!
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Should I write about what I hate about blogging? Trouble is, I love blogging! 🙂
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Oh, those dry spells! Aren’t they something? I’ve had them before too and am experiencing a dry spell of a different kind of my own. All I can offer you is these words of the wise and profound – ‘this too shall pass.’ Don’t worry, you’ll be back at writing again, I’m sure of it! Hey, maybe all you need to end the dry spell is to ‘wet your whistle!’ 😀
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Odd, but my Mom used to say that – “this too shall pass.” But she never advocated “wetting my whistle!” The latter may not be a bad idea. Thanks Mama, and may your dry-spell-of-a-different-kind, cease and desist. 🙂
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I love a thunderstorm. The ideas will come.
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Nothing yet except the one brewing about my new dining room table. Borrrring. But thanks for the encouragement Barb.
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The dry season makes the rain even more special when it comes.
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A perfectly profound statement Lori! What could be more inspirational? Thank you!
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My resident lyric writer is also in a dry spell. One of his mentors told him to just keep writing, does not matter what it is, just write it down whatever comes to mind. Yes, it will be junk, but write it down anyway & thru all of that junk, pages & pages of junk, finally something will emerge, that you can use.
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This is great advice Linda! I will definitely begin to write, even if it comes out junk. Hope your resident lyric writer is also heeding your wise words. Thanks! 🙂
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You had nothing to write about and yet you wrote still. Trust the creative process and know that seeds are growing in the silence.
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You are right of course. Now I’m waiting again for the seeds that are growing. Thanks Dana!
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Love your posts and look forward to a monsoon!
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🙂 Dana – you are an absolute dear!
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