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Fullness

I'm rushing off to write some more in Caver's Kiss, but I wanted to pop in and make a brief observation about

Fullness

 As writers, sometimes we find ourselves full to overflowing.  Ideas are coming thick and fast.  We are working hard at our craft.  Stories are shaping under our hands.  We are pleased with the work we are doing.
In times like these, it is easy to write blog posts.  There is always something you are eager to share -- something you've learned, some weakness you have conquered, a unique phrase that you just penned, a plot turn that has you breathless.  It is like your cup is so full that it flows down over the sides to share with others.

Such a state is vastly different from the occasional

Emptiness

 Emptiness is when you haven't had time to write and you know you should have.  When all your stories are floundering.  When you have gone back to the drawing board, wondering if you are any good at writing, while deep under the surface your story is simmering.  In times like these, it is hard to make blog posts.  What are you going to say?  Hi, I haven't written all week?  Or here is a valuable writing trick that is not even working for me right now?  Or let me give you advice when I really don't have any?

Those periods of emptiness happen for many, if not all, of us.  The good news is that, even though you can't see it, your inner writer is revamping and gathering the fuel it needs to go on.  And, before long, everything will click into place and you'll be off and running again.  And once more, you will be showering the rest of us with fascinating snippets and priceless writing advice.

Welcome back.  ;)

Comments

  1. I love this post so much, and it's so true. There's a difference between no inspiration and procrastination, and when you truly have no inspiration to write, you just have to relax and let your inspiration fill back up again. I think the perfect way to do this is to pursue another creative outlet that doesn't involve writing. That way you'll be up and running soon enough.

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  2. I just wanted to say I love your blog!
    Chloee
    irishgirlwithacrazylife.blogspot.com

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  3. Ana, the idea of letting yourself express in a different creative outlet for a little while is a great one.
    I've also found that I tend to run "dry" faster when I've gotten so busy that I'm not putting God first anymore.
    But sometimes, like I was talking about in this post, it's just the natural ebb and flow of things.

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  4. Thank you, Chloe! You have no idea how much that means to me!

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