She sat, fingers poised above the keyboard, wanting to write – but before the words would come, she had to gather her thoughts from far reaches,
And as she began to funnel words in, out, through, it occurred to her what a risk it was to begin to write:
To face an empty space, a blank future, without of sense of where things were really going or how, knowing that it could turn out well, or turn out poorly, and thinking that she had some control over it all but really, how much,
And it occurred to her that, perhaps, this musing might be metaphor for all things dark and scary,
And that perhaps she should take a deep breath, dive down and spend time exploring those blue-black waters,
But she decided that particular thought would be better served if it were once again tucked back in the drawer for another, more ready, day.
7 thoughts on “#SOL20 Day 15: On Uncertainty”
The uncertainty of what to write…the pressure of filling the white void…we have all been there.
Yes, we have!
I love this part: To face an empty space, a blank future, without of sense of where things were really going or how, knowing that it could turn out well, or turn out poorly, and thinking that she had some control over it all but really, how much,
Life is scary and uncertain, especially now. It’s hard not having control and I hope you find time to relax and find peace.
Thank you. I appreciate the encouragement.
And…yes. I’m taking some time to relax, but at some point I *will* need to sit with those dark thoughts if I wish to name them and give them the shape and meaning they want to claim. But…another day.
I love this slice. It expresses how I often feel when I sit down to write. Sometimes, you just put what you think you’re going to write about away for another day. I love the metaphor of putting your thoughts in a drawer for safe keeping. Beautiful!
Thanks! I have to confess that this particular thought is more like the mess I’m hiding under the bed so I don’t quite have to deal with it =))
Diving deep, exploring blue-black waters…that’s absolutely what we do when we write. I think at present there’s a noxious brain-fog created by too much information and too much unknown. It is always a risk to write – more so,to share the writing – yet writing is also a lifeline, a familiar one, for pulling us through troubled waters … you’re proof that when you reach for it, it holds. There’s rope to spare for others to grab on. Thank you for putting it out there 🙂