I made up these little bags of inspiration and handed them out at my writers group this week.
They are loaded with things a writer needs like a mini notebook, tea, chocolate and mints, which are supposed to stimulate brain activity.
I also included in each bag a piece of Mookaite Jasper, a crystal that promotes creativity.
I challenged everyone to think positively about their writing and writing goals as we start 2017. We talked about keeping a gratitude journal to stay in a positive frame of mind.
And here I sit. Stuck.
“Begin … the rest is easy.” That was my fortune from New Year’s Eve. It’s sitting here on my desk. Every once in awhile it disappears beneath a pile of papers, but it always surfaces, mocking me with its overly simplistic advice.
“I already knew that,” I say to the fortune. I glare at the small, smug strip of white paper.
White like a priest’s robe.
It sits there absorbing the red lasers shooting from my eyeballs. It taunts me with its exaggerated stoicism.
“I’ll begin anytime I want,” I say. “I’m the boss of me. Not you. You’re just a scrap of paper. Made in China.”
Still nothing. The fortune is quiet as a ninja. I assume it’s deep in meditation on the meaning of life or how to best piss off a stuck writer
“I’m not ready yet, stupid fortune,” I say.
The fortune sits patiently, waiting for me to begin.
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Wishing you all great success in 2017!
You’ve got this. It will come spilling out when you’re ready.
Thanks! I know it will.
I love this. It’s hilarious. Laughing with you, not at you.
I was laughing at myself with the post, so it’s all good. I’m sure many of us have felt that way at one time or another.
Yep. It always feels like I have to break through some kind of force shield that’s holding me back.