You should see my drafts box, all overloaded and bursting with half-written posts and unfinished thoughts. Each time I login to write, those posts stare back at me like I’m some sort of traitor — not allowing them out in to the world. Instead, I open several of them in different tabs, read through the words, make minor changes, hit “save draft” and exit out of the screen. Feeling no more accomplished than I did when I first logged in.
It’s almost as if they won’t allow me to go any further without finishing the things (or even just one thing) that I’ve started. And, that’s what’s been keeping me from posting — or from writing at all. Those lingering thoughts, the words I want to release but don’t quite have the courage, are all balled up in my chest, in my heart, in my mind.
But. I want to write. Not wait until I’m ready. Even if it’s trivial or doesn’t make sense. Words on a page. Pictures on a page. That’s what I want and where I’m at. Here’s to hoping November is the month of getting back into the groove.