
It has been awhile since I have sat down to put words to page in any meaningful way. I have been writing alongside my memoir students, yet these musings remain in a document, tucked away and out of sight. Since my last post I have run the NY Marathon three additional times, and each time I think about how to relay the experience in writing, yet these thoughts do not see the light of day, and I chat about the experience without processing through writing. Whether this has to do with fear or sloth, I am not sure. I indulge in the words of others, consuming novels, podcasts, articles on a daily basis, yet I am afraid to publish this one paragraph post. If I were to look back to previous posts on this blog (I have recently moved from Blogger to WordPress) I would see many posts lamenting my inability to step into the sunlight and hit “Publish.” Yet I have been “writing” in my head, during morning meditations and long runs with my dog. Sometimes I jot down ideas in my journal, but mostly I leave the ideas on the road or on the cushion. I am stuck. So I am hitting the “Publish” on this post before I fade into the background once more.




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