I've written nothing but poetry for 7 months and 15 days.
For over 32 weeks I've been thinking in rhyme and rhythm.
It's been 227 days; an immense period of time.
Even that first paragraph has taken a more poetic than prose-like form; yet it hasn't been a conscious decision, it's been all I could do. For the first 220 of those days I didn't even think about "how" I was writing; I just wrote and it was always poetry. There were some days that I couldn't write at all; all inspiration and ability was somehow removed from me; but these past and more poems were created. But no prose; none at all.
Over the last week I've been having a "creative dry spell" of a different sort. I've just not felt any desire to write and so I've gone with it. I have occasionally worried about whether my blog was lonely without me, but decided that with 2638 posts it could keep itself occupied for a while. Instead I've done a lot of thinking about my thinking and creative flow and how my emotions affect them.
I couldn't write prose for that huge amount of time; it wasn't possible.
My life felt completely out of control, and for considerable periods WAS out of control.
I could however control my creativity.
The focus on rhythm and rhyme was such a release, a control that empowered and released me.
And now?
Well now perhaps I'm gaining control.
Control over my depression and my life.
Control over my future and how I will face it.
And this has released my need for control of how you read what I write.
Suddenly I can allow you to read my words, phrases, lines and even between those lines.
I have no idea how long this will last.
I've learned not to look too far ahead or expect too much.
But, for now, some prose might creep back into my life and onto the blog.
Words speak.
My words, your words, all words.
Now I trust you to read and hear what you hear.
7 comments:
"I've learned not to look too far ahead or expect too much."
I've come to learn that this might just be a writer's very best survival tactic, Emma. So well said. Keep writing, undefined. ;)
I hope you will find your words, in whatever form it will be ~ The most important thing is your words are being written and you are getting satisfaction in seeing them on the page ~
Accept the words as they come, Emma. Nice to see you back again.
Just let the words come in any way they wish...Thanks for sharing your feelings. What you wrote came from the heart and there lies their strength and beauty. Thankful you shared with us.
Emma I admire your courage and honesty... your words, your heart, your deepest self will always be appreciated and accepted by those of us who come to visit you here.
BUT... poetic prose is my favorite - I know many who say it doesn't exist.... but I know it when I see it and usually adore it!
Experiment, have fun, express your voice. :)
Hi Emma, long time no speak. With your writing, just trust God and do with the flow.
Mich x
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