Day 16 - Decluttering

Here I sit writing on the 16th day of my new routine loving every minute of this.  I have forgotten to do a few of the other things I'm supposed to and I will eventually add them back to my power hour but for right now I am really enjoying my morning writing time.  I forgot how much I truly love to write as it seemed for so long I could not get the words to flow but now it seems they are, pouring out like blood from a vein.  Morbid I know, but the thought comes from a quote I read years ago, I believe from a new reporter Walter Wellesley "Red" Smith who was asked if writing a daily column was hard..."Why, no," he said.  "You simply sit down at the typewriter, Open your veins, and bleed."  Some form of that quote always stuck with me as it felt so true.

When I was young, I wrote poetry.  Very dark poetry, the kind that makes a person reading it wonder if suicide was in my future.  It wasn't, I just lived a very dark life back then so I wrote from my soul, trying to leave my pain on the page.  I even wrote a couple plays, one for a class in college, to which my instructor gave me a "D" because he said, 'it's not funny.'  Well, a play about a dead person looking back at the lives they ruined when they were alive was not supposed to be 'funny.'  I put my pen away for many years and let my creative juices flow in different ways.

Now as I sit here with a new vein opened, I remember how much I truly love this.  It's kind of like a way of decluttering the mind.  Getting all the thoughts out, feelings pushed aside, and stories are ready to flow again.  Maybe my stories will finally be a little lighter, maybe.  Or maybe I will write to help others know that the darker side is not permanent, the sun does rise again to bring new light where it felt only dark existed.

I have a story to tell and I no longer have to fear sharing it.