“The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.” –Sue Monk Kidd, Why We Write About Ourselves
It takes time to figure out what it is we want or need to say and how to say it. Usually it forms obliquely, a surprise after some exploration. Sometimes it is exhausting to work at writing. But that is just a thought, followed by a feeling; I’m seeking to replace them both.
When your work is writing it can sometimes feel like you have not done much. Wrestled with words. A word monger. I don’t like to feel tired, like I need to recharge when I haven’t yet done a good day’s work.
If I stick with the writing, the words start to reveal new thoughts, say what has been difficult to express. A discovery. And energy surges back into the body and being. We are off again on an adventure.
It’s our first Wednesday in May and life seems to be heating up in new ways…
What are you unable to say that you might be able to discover if you write? You won’t know until you try.