Feeling Stuck.

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Will it come to me? will they come to me? These ideas! The great ones preferably. Will the juices ever flow from the creative fountain of my brain? If yes, then when? Because I sit here almost all day, like a knight with sword unsheathed ready to match into the battle of putting words to paper. Fingers on the keyboard, pen on paper but nothing! Nothing seems to come to me. One moment it feels like, Yes. Here comes the big one. Oh, my, this one they will love. It’s going to be a good read. Hell, I love it already.  But almost instantly, in that same moment, it eludes me. Poof! It all disappears. Like a master trickster, the idea just vanishes into mere nothingness. And am back to staring at the cobwebs dangling from my ceiling.

Is this what they told me I will from time to time as a writer experience? Writer’s Block. It’s what they said it was. Seeing as to how this so-called Writer’s Block is resilient and unflinching, I will have it know than I come from a strong breed of stubborn horses. I will take my stand and I will not budge. I accept the challenge and am will to bet the only 2 cents I have in my possession, that I shall be the last man standing soon as this unwarranted contest is over. I will sure play back for the fat lady when she sings from the roof tops.

There’s a quote we are all well familiar with, that goes a little something like this, “I can do anything I set my mind to do” and it’s this words that I shall carry with me in my station as a writer. I love creative writing, but as I have come to learn – its takes a lot of creativity to be a be able to create, and am going to do just that – create.

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That Still Inner Voice.

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Dear old friend,

I have opted to not send you a text message or link up with you via WhatsApp, email or the other social media platforms. Instead, I feel to the best of my judgment that it would do both of us a great amount of good if we kept in touch through the use of letters – for all times sake. It is an art that is well forgotten, yet back in the day, it portrayed intimacy and deep connection between those who used it as a means of communication.

With that said, this will be the first of the many of letters I intend to write you in a consistent and timely fashion. To check on you, to talk to you and in the simplest of terms, let you know that you are thought of and deeply cared for. We have not touched base for far too long and this disconnect hauls with it grave imperilment of desolating even the best of kinships. I have taken upon myself out of the love I have for you to not let this po-faced endanger our relations. Time has come for us to pick up from where we let off, to bridge the gap, to restore the friendship, to resolve differences, to heal the wounds, to reconcile and most importantly forge ahead strongly together.

You are too valuable, too momentous and too sui generis to lose. My sincere hope is that you see reason and in the same faith reach-out for the sole purpose of rebuilding – what we’ve almost effortlessly, over the course of time – nearly torn down. We have been through a lot you and I, for the longest time, your journey has been my journey. Your pain has been my pain. Your triumphs have been my triumphs. Your losses have been my losses and all your experiences have been mine. Like the strands of DNA what you call you is tightly intertwined with what I call me. You are me as so much as I am you. I cannot see, even in a million years, my life without you.

Everything is not lost, there’s so much left we can salvage and so much we can build upon. The stars have been all so generous to us, and the universe through this generosity has put in our disposition so much ink and so many blank pages to write brand new chapters in both of our lives. The only condition – that we carry out this duty together. It will not be easy, but with my hand in yours and with the steadfastness of the love we have for each other, we can and we will conquer not some but all that this unforgiving, cruel and uncertain life will throw at us. It’s with great gung ho that I look forward to hearing from you, no sooner than later. I miss you and I love you so very much.

Yours truly,

That Still Inner Voice.

Ps. I have never left you, I have always been close and I have always been by your side.