I purchased a leather journal to write in ... thinking that it would facilitate the ease of creative writing flow. That was six months ago, but I’ve put off using it out of fear of messing it up. Why can’t I get words on a page?
What am I waiting for? Perfection. But, does it have to be perfect? Do I wait for the ‘right’ words, or am I depriving myself from expression if I put it off?
Sometimes, I have so much on my mind, my thoughts clog up rather than flow. So much to do, so much to say, so much to write - yet, nothing done, nothing said, nothing written ... just blockage. The longer it continues, the more confused I become. And the longer I put it off, the harder it is to start.
Yet, once I actually start to write - like now - the flow starts. As if the clutter of my thinking pours onto the page with increasing clarity. So I remind myself to stop thinking about it and just open my drawer and take out one (of several) journals and start ‘messing’ it up with the first word ...
