on the power of showing up
note: I wrote this post in April of 2019 (pre-COVID). It's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while, but I think it's time for it to see the light of day. It's been helpful for me to reread over the past few months, especially as I continue to try to make an effort to write, and I hope it can be helpful to you, too. i got an invite to a writers' group a few months ago, and i had never felt like more of a fraud in my life. it had been months, if not years, since i'd felt like a writer. the proverbial well of words in my heart had dried up, it seemed, and i wasn't sure if it was ever coming back. i agreed to go out of a sense of helplessness—i'd identified as a writer ever since i could remember. if i'm not a writer, who am i? i told myself that it was important to show up and act like a writer even when i didn't feel like one, because even though i hadn't been writing, i reassured myself, i still was a writer. but sometimes the words f
Ah, I'd love to see your avatars! It makes me think that I need to get designing again myself...I've got a couple of pictures that would be fun to use.
ReplyDeleteA Photobucket account, eh? Is that because of the lame Flickr 200 pictures only policy? (I'm still miffed about that one.) ;)
Love ya!
GASP! Can I hear your novel idea? Please? Pretty please with macaroons and gummy bears? Please? I'll love you forever. Okay, I already do, but still!!
ReplyDeleteGreat post :))
-Jocee <3
I recently just wore my converse for the first time since summer started, too! My feet felt so wonderful and at home. :)
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