Tuesday, September 22, 2015

The Cloud Lifts

Sometimes you think you know
where you are 
in a story
but then
a cloud descends

and you're no longer sure:

Is this the right setting?
What's down there in that valley?
What is going to happen?
Why can't I see . . .?

You walk from one room
to the next
You wash a dish or two
and then

The cloud lifts!
It's a miracle.
You know where you are.
You know where you're going.

At least for the time being . . .



  1. This is so true. Sometimes when I sit down to write, the words come fast and furious and other times, nothing. Nothing at all.

  2. It's a miracle. And a wonder. And a mystery. Both the writing process and the gorgeous clouds in the Swiss mountains!

  3. You must run with it while you can!

  4. Bonjour,
    Merci pour ce partage...

    Gros bisous ♡

  5. That's a great analogy, AND you get some dishes done too.

  6. This is so true. Muddling through a second draft right now and the forecast has been cloudy for a long time.