Today has been one of the best days of my summer. I work in a fast paced environment. I see many faces and deal with many personalities on a daily basis. But today, I changed the face of my reality. I am happily ensconced in the confines of my home. I have yet to turn on the television or any music, but instead am enjoying the sounds of nature. Crickets are happily chirping and the sound is being transported into my living room by the breeze that is blowing across my lawn. The sun is out, but I am choosing this day to spend inside with no outside contact, no troublesome news and just doing what I love to do – write.
Being able to blog every day is a blessing. But today, I was truly bitten by the writing bug again. The fact that words can still flow so freely from my brain makes me deliriously happy and I am writing my first short story in what has been far too long a hiatus. I awoke this morning to strings of words fighting to release themselves from their imprisonment in my head. It was a battle of epic proportions to get the coffee poured and sit down in time to let the words tumble onto the page. Images that have been burned into the recesses of my brain have now been expelled and the flow of creativity is moving at an alarming pace.
Characters are slowly coming to life of their own accord and leading me through a fable unknown to me before today. Their strong personalities are guiding me through their story until we all meet at the conclusion of the tale.
I have many passions in my life, but writing is the one that truly wrings emotion from my soul and pours my heart onto a page. It leaves me vulnerable to its whims and takes hold of me on its terms, not mine. I am a prisoner of its grip and can only be the messenger of the collection of words that cascade onto the page.
Today, I spent my time wisely. Today, I tuned out the outside voices and, instead, I heeded the wisdom of the voices in my head and let them take me on a journey. What a ride it was!