Ever since the fatal accident of my laptop - It's been harder to write my daily findings. It requires me to sequester myself to the cold dark basement Office/laundry/workout/food storage/bathroom and lock the kids on the opposite side of the door. Then my mind tries to decipher it's thoughts into an organized sentence while trying to deflect the whaling cries from my children onto their toys instead of onto my lap.
So I think about giving up on my writing. I figure you'll all find someone else's words to read, the few of you out there that do actually read me. But then I miss it. I miss the tapping of my finger tips against the keyboard as my thoughts pour out of my mind like rushing waterfall having been damned all season. I miss the way my mind has to be more present in the moment and the awareness that my writing demands of my mind.
Then I read this today and it's exactly how I feel. So I'll attempt to lock myself in the office/laundry/workout/food storage/bathroom room more often and keep my fingers tapping away at this dirty old keyboard. Now I need to go get some windex and clean this sucker off.
See you tomorrow.
3 comments:
I'm glad you are still writing! Love reading your blog! I just need to write on mine!
Hi! I'm Sarah Roberts friend and read your blog often. I've been reading another blog lately and thought that you would be perfect to contribute to it. She's always looking for guest writers!
http://yourhandsfull.blogspot.com/
Never give up. Even if you take 10 minutes in the evenings after kiddies go to bed. Love the pic of kids on the carousele. (How win the heck to you spell that word?)
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