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In which I bemoan my lack of verbosage...

So I haven't been able to write in a long time...

I wonder why
sometimes...

maybe the happiness and contentment I have in my life
and feel on a daily basis has filled me so much
that there is no room for other words
to crowd and occupy much needed heart space...

or

could it be
that actually,
I have run out of words...

no way of knowing,
no way of it plonking me down like a caring parent
to explain the meanings behind it all...


I guess,
for now,
I am left to wonder,
remember
and re-read the words of yester-muses.

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  • Amicus2K9
    February 7
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    Yester-muses...

    I like that...'maximum verbosity' was a selection on one of the first role playing games on the old 64K machines called, Zork, surprised I still remember that.

    Nice to see that you are still kickin', girl, I have missed you and the many hours we spent together online.

    I have found a new publisher for my 'naughty' stories, have have three more books in print and e-book format and a book of poetry my daughter is helping put together.

    Had a not so memorable year of five operations with another scheduled next Wednesday....prognosis is still grouchy as ever.

    Be well my old friend and chin up....the writing will flow yet again...

    John....



  • Nocturne
    January 19

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    I remember a period in my life when that happened. I couldn't find words, I couldn't feel the need or want to write, and most importantly, I kept asking myself what was wrong with me? The longer I didn't write, the more guilty I felt, the more I tried to get myself to write and didn't...it was a bit of a vicious circle. But the moment I let go of that expectation that I needed to write and told myself "Okay, I'm fine with not writing. I need to live my life and let things go"

    WHAM, I found myself writing again. I just needed to accept and let go of the guilt to find it again, if that makes any sense

    If it's something that's part of you, it'll come back.

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