Other People’s Words In My Head

I want to write more.

I heard recently of a Spoken Word/poetry reading night in the Big Town near me. I thought I might write something to allow for the possibility of me working up the nerve to participate.

But lately I’ve been more into doing visual art.

I read a lot. Some might say too much. I internet a lot. Again, maybe too much. And I tv a little. This one actually isn’t a lot and i plan to keep it that way.

But when I sidled up to a piece of paper to try to start writing, it didn’t happen as easily as it used to. It felt like my head was full of other people’s words with no real room for my own.

I think some of it is just practice. Giving myself a consistent space and time to see what I can cough up would probably serve me well.

But I think I also need to consume a little less sometimes. To give my brain the space it seems to need to spin new threads from the old wool.

And I can see a metaphor about clearing out the clutter in a room to make open space to play and use freely.

I don’t do resolutions for New Years. (To me, the New Year feels like it starts in March with the budding of plants and birthing of new lifeforms. Winter is more latent and potent with possibility later.) But I do tend to have a sort of running list of things I could stand to improve on moving forward from now. Whenever that now might be.

So, clearing space in my physical and metaphorical life will be high priority.

I miss this branch of my creativity.

So I should see you again here soon.

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