Confession: I don’t write every day.
Sometimes there are no words. I mean, I can’t find them anywhere. Trust me, I’ve even looked under the couch. Maybe they are in the vacuum, and I threw them away with the dust bunnies.
But, then sometimes, dust bunnies find their way into my poems, and the vacuum is a central character.
Which all goes to say, sometimes there are no words written down on paper or typed into the computer. Not yet anyway. But, they are somewhere. They do appear. I just have to keep looking.
Categories: Between the Lines: This Writer's Journal
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