I don’t know how this will pan out. At this point, writing is not a priority, but, it appears school may be. Not creating in this Word Press world of mine, I sometimes imagine myself invisible again. Instead of the writer wanting to break out though, the eye does.
I am through the online class and that has left a void. I find myself anxious about getting to the next class at the end of each week. After all the down time I’ve had since the injury, then getting crazy busy for a while; it seems like any down time I experience now is amplified.
Wouldn’t it seem logical to fill the void with writing? I thought so, but the fingers don’t. What I want to do is compose, expose, develop and print. but, I can’t find enough new places to go take pics, lab time isn’t unlimited, nor is the supply of film.
So, I founder some. What’s different from other times when I couldn’t write? This time I don’t much care. Only enough to wonder, “WTF”. I know I will eventually get back into the lab, find out if the latest roll is any good and know if I need to take more pics…printing my thoughts in images, creating words differently.
I am starting a creative writing class in fall. This may turn stressful then…ho hum.