The month of November came in like a lion and is going out like a hibernating bear. But within the tumultuous days in what is quite possibly my least favorite month, there was a light, not only at the end of the month-long tunnel, but emanating from inside of it. NaBloPoMo cast the glow of a warm light that bathed me in its radiance.
November is typically a month of dull, grey days that do nothing but merge into dark, lifeless evenings. The clock has fallen back to make those days even shorter and without snow on the ground, November is nothing more than 30 days of lethargy and gloominess – until NaBloPoMo came into my life. Since I am relatively new to the blogging world, and have only recently re-acquainted myself with the writing portion of my cerebral cortex, I wasn’t sure if I had enough verbiage that would span 30 days. I couldn’t have been further off the mark.
Words seemed to tumble over themselves to jockey for positions on the screen. They pushed and shoved each other until the line up resembled a bar code for the Tassimo brewer – everything had its place. If one of those words lined up incorrectly, the flavor of the post left a bitter aftertaste.
It’s been a great month-long ride of diving into the fountain of my creativity. I still find myself blissfully afloat in the calming waters and feeling like I am home. The tepid water envelops me, yet keeps me buoyant and cradled in a sense of unity with its tides.
So I shall pat myself on the back for posting for thirty days successively, and hope that the next 31 days find me still floating (face up) in that fountain of ideas. I thank all of you for your continued support and encouragement and look forward to sharing more of my ideas as well as ingesting so many of yours. I can honestly say I love the new community I find myself ensconced in and look forward to a continued journey of words, phrases and friendships.