I had writer's block. Each time I sat at the computer, nothing came. Nada, zero. My mind was completely blank. This was a new experience since I just published my first novel and for the year and a half that I shaped it, it practically fell out of my head and onto the page.
I battled this on and off all summer.
Recently I posted my blank mind on facebook. I received three responses. Jas suggested some zenergy--her way of gently reminding me to touch base with friends, my consistent source of inspiration.
Sharon thought a vacation might help.
But Chuck turned all philosophical, "A humble thought that may help...
Take blank as "the" peace. A place to play, no weight, no gravity, a time to swoop, zoom and observe.
time an echo.
A Clean desk
House free of foils, motes of dust floating,
Blank = good
Good echoes = great
Great echoes forever"
When I read it, I was tired. I responded and in doing so, misquoted one phrase back to him. I typed, time to echo.
I posted my response and saw my error. I turned off the computer and cuddled up in bed beside my husband of 17 years.
I closed my eyes and considered, time to echo. What could I echo? I decided the most inspiring sounds must be my favorite ones--the only things worth echoing. What are the echoes inside my head, I wondered. Here's what I came up with:
The giggle of my son when he was two. His chubby hand reaching for my face with big eyes of innocence and unadulterated admiration.
The sound of my daughter's voice, "good morning su-shine!" she said back to us each morning as we opened her door in the early light. She would be my sunshine for years to come even on the dark and dreary days.
The sound of the night hawk's wings. Each summer, my husband and I sat on the concrete steps of our first home. We talked, shared a beer, and listened to the wings of the night hawk as the sun set.
The steps of my horse, even and strong.
The smack of Jake's tail against the door frame of our bedroom in the early morning. Our black lab broke many things with that tail, but he's simply so happy.
The jingle of wind chimes in a light breeze.
The sound of rain on the roof as I don't sleep at night.
The even, deep breathing of my husband beside me--a source of calm and comfort.
I woke up this morning and inadvertently took Sharon's advice. I took the day off. It was a sick day, I have a nasty, double ear infection. (Maybe that explains some of the blank of last night.) None the less, I rested, surfed the websites I wanted to see--completely unrelated to work.
I listened to Jas and so I connected with friends.
I took a nap.
I wrote this blog. Thanks Jas, Sharon, and Chuck--my blank is now inspired byechoes.
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