Where Are The Words?
Today on Twitter a freelance writer asked the ether if she was the only one that has faced slowness in the writing process during the pandemic. A pastor I follow chimed in that for him even the sermon writing process was feeling more difficult. These two, and others I have heard from, match the struggle I have been having. Wondering where the words are.
I am not a prolific writer, other than the weekly sermon (I supposed that's a ten page paper each week, researched, outlined, and drafted), I haven't had the itch to start new projects or even put thoughts in my journal.
Perhaps there is a numbness that follows so much news, and so many opposing views. An exhaustion in processing said information and trying to communicate decisions to a varied audience. Or maybe we can add creativity to the list of enterprises devastated by COVID!
I remain hopeful. Words will come. After all, plenty of people are saying and penning very thorough pieces pertaining to the pandemic and politics. I am praying my words come through on other topics!
So here is to stimulating the writing muscles, spreading the words around and doing more writing.