As I said I would, last week I opened up the file that contained my book. It was the first time in... well, a long time. Unfortunately over the years I have not had (or made) the time to sit down for a solid amount of time to just write. So I've resorted to tid-bits here and there, which haven't proved very fruitful. I seem unable to actually get anywhere unless I'm consumed in it for large amounts of time. So, as of last week, I learnt that it is not wise to attempt to "get anywhere" with my book when my sister is in the same room. I just cannot focus.
In the end, writers block consumed me and I left the computer feeling dejected. Not something that I am likely to attempt again in the near future (that is, writing with other people around).
On the plus side, New Years Day showed promise for the year to come, as inspiration flooded over me! It was all very exciting, jotting down in a notepad the thoughts as they came, feeling very much like a real writer- something that I haven't felt in a long time. I'm certain it was an interesting sight for my friends to witness... the other side of me that others rarely see. Like a child on Christmas morning, it was like something had awakened in me. Like that moment was the first day of the rest of my writing life!
I've been reading a book by Francine Rivers called "A Lineage Of Grace" (five stories about five significant women from the Bible). I do not agree with everything in the book, however have been fascinated by her idea of getting into the minds of those who walked this earth over 2000 years ago.
It reminds me of my own attempt a few months back. I feel inclined to share... You'll find that the first stanza is from the point of view of Elizabeth, the second from John The Baptist, the third from King Herod.
Dear John The BaptistIn the end, writers block consumed me and I left the computer feeling dejected. Not something that I am likely to attempt again in the near future (that is, writing with other people around).
On the plus side, New Years Day showed promise for the year to come, as inspiration flooded over me! It was all very exciting, jotting down in a notepad the thoughts as they came, feeling very much like a real writer- something that I haven't felt in a long time. I'm certain it was an interesting sight for my friends to witness... the other side of me that others rarely see. Like a child on Christmas morning, it was like something had awakened in me. Like that moment was the first day of the rest of my writing life!
I've been reading a book by Francine Rivers called "A Lineage Of Grace" (five stories about five significant women from the Bible). I do not agree with everything in the book, however have been fascinated by her idea of getting into the minds of those who walked this earth over 2000 years ago.
It reminds me of my own attempt a few months back. I feel inclined to share... You'll find that the first stanza is from the point of view of Elizabeth, the second from John The Baptist, the third from King Herod.
I fear the Lord and He answers my prayers
To bare fruit as I had desired-
It is now my reality.
A miracle that loosened the lips of the one I love.
In my old age I held fast to my hope.
The Lord stands close to the faithful.
My life is a witness to the Glory of God.
Such miracles do not come by everyday.
I have taken upon myself the faith of my mother
And the Lord has blessed me abundantly.
I vow to follow His hand
And so I leave the wilderness for life-
A life-giving water; it is my calling
And I call others to it.
They come in the masses.
My pity lies with this man
Who does not know what is to become of him.
The wickedness of the one I love
Has forced an end to his life.
My stomach churns
But I have guests to tend to.
It is not but a distant memory...
Only on the finest of silver.
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