Okay, so what have I got?
Limited time and an entire blank page.
A head full of dreams fast becoming invisible. Strands of ideas not yet awake.
Blurry. Unfocussed. Not tangible.
There are go to structures. Make a list. Don’t give it a number. Just begin.
I can’t get past three.
Morning things: A house full of alarms. Blinds edged in light. Coffee.
Spring: Greens I forgot. Bird song. Mud.
Mud.
Mud.
Mud.
Words are stuck. Each one needing to be plucked, pried, yanked.
I uncover each one and we stare at each other.
There’s no satisfaction.
Just a pile of words.
Each
one
stretched
to
the
bottom
of
the
page.
Today, I got nothing.
Mud.
I am participating in the Slice of Life challenge to write and publish a post every day in March.
Slice of Life is hosted by Two Writing Teachers. I thank them for the community they provide. Read more slices here.
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My writing days have been just this. So much so that I had to decide to step back from writing a for a bit. You are so strong to keep on keeping on, Carrie!
I hope not completely back – I love visiting your blog.
Your slice left me smiling; it’s so real! Days like this stretch us as writers… just keep those fingers moving on the keys.
Oh, so true!
That’s a lot more than nothing, Carrie. Mud, muck makes the piece, and the alliteration adds to all that nothingness. Love it.
Thank you Maribeth
Don’t get caught in that quagmire of mud. Keep working on those strands, slowly they will slide out from the mud. You can do it, you have before. 🙂
Thanks for the encouragement Elsie.
This is beautiful, and I really enjoyed reading this. Very emotional.
Thanks for visiting.
Oh, how I feel like this on so many mornings. Thank you for writing with honesty and beauty, even if we are wallowing in mud.
Glad I am not alone!
Strands of ideas not yet awake.
I love this
Thank you!
This might be my favorite post to date.
Wow, thanks!
Oh, heavens. This has to be the best slice of life writing about not knowing what to write about. I LOVE it. Even with just MUD, you create art.
Michelle, you are such a support! Thank you.
I loved this! Wow, even with not knowing you made an amazing slice! Amazing!
Thanks!
I love the train of thought that then slowly spills into a poem – mud! I’ll take it – so true – we all saw ourselves in this poem.
Clare
During this month especially!
I’m having a mud day today myself. Love this.