A question I pose to myself: If I'm not writing, how can I call myself a writer? Am I still a writer? Does "writing in my head" -- however much a natural state -- count? Writer's block? You could say I'm suffering writer's block, yes. But that's a simplification to redirect attention, a cover story, a subterfuge. I am disconnected from my usual writing process. I am filled with negative emotions and dark words that won't quite reveal themselves inside the storm cloud. And I understand too well that we live in a culture that is beset with darkness on many fronts; we don't want to consume personal accounts that deepen desolation, unable to bestow positive messages to buoy our sinking spirits. But must we always say only what we know others wish to hear? When do we allow ourselves to speak the truths we are living? When do we get to just say it? When can we say, straight out, "I'm tired, I'm depressed, I'm angry, I'm frightened, I'm worried, I'm unhappy?" … [Read More...]
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