
When I first started blogging, I remember thinking that there would be endless pictures for me to take and that there would be so many topics to choose from, that I would be dizzy with choosing. 2 years later...I find myself struggling with my own boring writers voice and I feel stuck.
Is this what writers block feels like?
Even my journals are blank.
My prayers have been filled with a quiet meditation
and the words have been few and to the point.
This is so unlike me
and so very...unexpected.
So, I feel that I need to ask for your forgiveness, as the tears dry upon my cheeks. And I need to ask the same to my creative voice...I have silenced her for way too long. I realized that waiting for inspiration can often lead to dead ends and it's okay to turn around and back track my own steps until I find a side road or two. Or, maybe I need to retell some of the stories that have shaped my life and made me who I am. Regardless, the most important and least expected information I can give you today...is me
I am Darlene.