I want to write. I really, REALLY do.
I want to commit words to a page and not use the backspace. I want to not erase line after line after line because I don’t know where it’s going.
Or I know where it’s going and don’t know how it’s going to get there.
I’ve stared three different blogs over the last hour, with three very different endings:
“I’m a cheerleader”
“I turn 30 in 4 months: sweet lord baby jesus”
“I cook with garlic and onions a lot”
I don’t know where to go with any of them. I don’t know what words to tap out to formulate the thoughts that are jumping around in my head. I have a lot them; thoughts that is. And right now all I can think about is that one scene from CenterStage where Juliette tells Eva to always come back to the barre. When the people are being mean and hateful and the world seems topsy turvy she just needs to come back to center. To the barre.
Now, I don’t feel topsy turvy really but I do feel like I need too, in some way get all of the chaos out of my brain. Out of the part of my brain where my words lie. I want to make sense of the things that don’t fit.
So starting today, for the month of February, I am going to sit for 30 minutes and write. Every day. Be it a piece of whimsical fiction or a letter to a friend or the sketching of multiple words across many pages. I know there are writing challenges everywhere happening and going on so this thought is not new but borrowed. But it works.
So I’ll be here, everyday, going back to the barre. (#backtothebarre?)
Care to join?
Shoot me a message or an email and maybe we can get this train moving together.
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