I realize now why I had such trouble writing yesterday--with only two days left, it felt like I had to come up with The Best Slice Yet, that I had to figure out which story was The One That Must Be Told.
But it's okay. I'm allowed to keep writing after today. I can participate in the weekly SOL writing; I can keep blogging, I can experiment with fiction, I can write my memoirs in limerick form, if that's what I choose.
I can write. I have made room in my life for it in a way I hadn't since the days of blank travel journals. I can write. It doesn't matter that I won't become a published author, much less write the kind of literary magic that brightens my reading life. I can write. Some people will read it, and some of those people will respond kindly. I can write, and learn what I think, and push myself to think more and write better.
I can write.
Wendy, I liked your last paragraph with the repetition of "I can write" --like a celebration, like a bird given wings. It is a feeling that I too have now after 31 days.
ReplyDeleteSo well said, your post leaves nothing more to say. Congratulations, writer!
ReplyDeleteI read through your March reading wrap-up before landing on the SOL. WOW! What a fantastic list of books. And hey, we can't always write the best slice yet, as your book review emphasizes in terms of authors and books. Besides, you have A to Z to practice. I'm bookmarking your site so I can connect w/ you more in April. Later!
ReplyDeleteYes, you can write! Thank you for sharing your thoughts and stories this month! I look forward to reading your blog throughout the year. Happy April!
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