The Writers Fog

The Writers Fog

You would think that during these free write sessions one would come up with fantastic plans for creating new works. Like passing through the fog there are intermittent clearings where the fog retreats and distance of sight increase, oh the clear sky and bright stars above, then closed in once more, the fog embraces the mind tighter again and whichever way you turn forwards is but a guess and turning back is not possible because there is no landmark visible to you from which to tell the difference.

The writers’ fog is like the walk through the moors and all that is known is the direct contact of one’s feet upon the ground. The keyboard tapping out each brief and halted step the faltering and swelling of words like the distant ocean waves crashing against the shore spraying mist of inspiration into the air wafting over to fields and gathering itself on tender leaves of strange and beautiful shrubs and grasses into tiny droplets of yet to be discovered ideas for the next picture book, youth adventure or novel.

So you stop and look and examine each drop of liquid article close enough to allow you to consider the possibility that perhaps you may inspire another to look and consider the imaginations of your restless wondering soul. You quench your dry and thirsty mind with the drops of inspiration of dew and then it all becomes clear, it’s time for coffee!

Notes:

No research or cited sources are available for the above and no animals or creatures were harmed in the development of this brief and foolish attempt of an essay!

The Struggle is Real

The Struggle is Real

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