The leaves are changing
in a city I once lived in
and I am not there to see it
and there is a time zone I can’t
be in without thinking of someone I once loved
and there are roads I once drove down
with a friend I once held more sacred
than any Bible
and getting older is just realizing
over and over again
that so many loved things
were already gone
before you noticed them leave
and I have never been good at
standing still where I am
and watching the leaves change
instead, I am looking ahead
when will this…
Sometimes, I find myself feeling like I just can’t write anymore.
I start to think that I don’t really want to be a writer, that this dream I’ve had since I was a child is actually just me lying to myself and it’s not the work I’m meant for, all because it seems that my motivation and ability to string words together on a page has completely left me.
As such, I’ve spent a lot of time over the years thinking about what it is that makes me get into these bouts of long-term writer’s block, where I go for…
February 15th Writing Check-in. Happy Monday! To be honest, I am struggling a bit today. My brain feels sluggish and I am moving oh so slowly. Some days are like that.
And I didn’t post a writing check-in on Friday because I was feeling the same way. But I didn’t want to skip another day, so I’m pushing through anyway.
I did have a good weekend, though. The snow finally came through and I loved being cozy inside as it fell outside. And my husband and I had a nice, chill Valentine’s Day at home.
So without further ado, here…