Daily Word Count: 146
Cumulative Words Written: 49,619
Total Words Discarded: 6,100
Total Chapters Drafted: 20
Time Spent Writing Today: .5 hours
Life knocked me sideways today. For a while, perhaps forever, I forgot how to write.
My soul speaks the truth, and I listen to her.
I’m not going to share what’s happening. I’ve learned some very tough lessons about my expectations these past couple of years. MTM is helping me cope, and that will always be enough.
I forgot how to write what I feel. I’m devastated and numb, but so’s everyone. So what.
After a sleepless night, I followed Sarah to the Messejana pool. I needed to lift my face to the light, feel its kiss on my cheeks, and know that whatever happens, things will be all right.
And I came back to my studio. Picked up my phone. Changed out my SIM card. And started making calls. Answering gruesome questions. Telling the only story we all have in common.
Boxes to check. Lists to make. News to digest. Emails to send. Forms to complete. I never meant to sign up for this. Does anyone?
Tasks finished, for now anyway, I go back to my bed, prop up my ankle, open my novel, and let my fingers move across the keys. Tomorrow, I drive to Lisbon. Friday, I fly to Madrid, where MTM and I will turn a celebration of us into a lengthy discussion of what to do next. Do I stay in Portugal? Or do I give up my place at the residency and return a month early?
By the weekend, I’m sure I’ll know. And I’ll keep writing despite forgetting how for a while.
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6 Comments
Wow. Crisis. My heart is with you, Lass.
Thank you.
Sending you love and hugs and hope, dear one.
Thank you.
Andra, how may I help, I know there’s something that I can do, truly, how may I help one of the most wonderful people that has touched my heart without even meeting me physically. I hear the pain, I am feeling it deeply and I yearn to help.
You help by posting this. Thank you.
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