How does one even describe it? It’s a complete twist of emotion and knowledge, a connection severed. It’s like that feeling you get when a word is on the tip of your tongue and it’s such a great word that will perfectly describe the current situation, but you just can’t remember it, no matter how hard you try. Or like you’re falling with no net below you, nothing to catch you, you have no support, no foundation. It’s total abandonment. Your head has abandoned you. Your heart has abandoned you. Your voice has abandoned you. It’s been 7 1/2 months and still nothing to show. And with each passing day, the flame of passion, originality, and spunk is slowly suffocating, one spark at a time. It’s frightening. Your voice can’t find your heart and your heart has lost its voice. What do you do? You wait for the reunion, while desperately trying to hold onto the one thing that made you want to write in the first place…your conviction.
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