For a time this winter, writing consumed me. I was at it several hours, every day. Then it got frustrating. I felt I had things to say, but the words went away. I felt chained to the keyboard; it taunted me…it withheld its grace. The words choked and clogged. "Control+X" was my "go-to" tool.
Sleep, for me, has been much the same--choked and clogged. On-again, off-again…mostly off. Last Friday, stutter-stepping through another long night, this thought came to me: I want to be able to just...look at the pictures without coming up with the words. For a little while, anyway.
Lovely. And I'm glad you haven't dropped off the face of the earth. I was beginning to wonder.
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It's the kind of image that, to me, is beyond words. But....I certainly do FEEL it.
ReplyDeleteIt's good to hear from you! you've been missed.
A beach near Newport? Hope the weekend went well.
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