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 . . .

xx

7 comments:

  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.

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

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  3. You must run with it while you can!

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  4. Bonjour,
    Merci pour ce partage...

    Gros bisous ♡

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

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

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