I had kicked off my shoes to reach the comfortable spot where ideas grow as thick as cherries on a spring tree. It wasn't working. The screen was white. No nifty ideas were boiling inside or outside my mind.
The chain of random thoughts failed to inspire any thing I could hang my hat on.
If only there was a scale like the four C's of diamond grades: cut, carat, clarity and color. Some scale or system of grading that told me this is good or just give it up.
Beautiful writing will remain, like art, within the eye of the beholder.
My fingers hover over the keys convincing me I cannot write.
17 comments:
well, tell your fingers they are wrong, you CAN write and just did, this might just be my favorite EVER..
I agree with Sandra above, you did just write. Great post, enjoy your Sunday!
Thick as cherries on a spring tree - i think in that line alone you have spun gold ;)
some days are easier than others when trying to make the words flow.
Great post . I think you have a knack for writing just about anything ! I have been catching up with bloggers today as it is rainy windy and chilly here ! Thanks for sharing have a good day !
Well your fingers need to know it was one of your best!
you did very well!
This is absolutely lovely: "where ideas grow as thick as cherries on a spring tree"--stunning!!
This is perfect, and I agree with Lynne- one of your best.
Been there, done that!
the last sentence "My fingers hover over the keys convincing me I cannot write." hits me constantly. Great use of your words.
Haha. I agree. Your fingers are definitely wrong. Mine are constantly mis-spelling things, so I don't listen to them.
What a wonderful, brilliant piece, Gail. :-)
This would be a challenge! You did very well.
Oh gee whiz your fingers are wrong if they think you can't write! I'd say you aced this, a great job indeed!
I really enjoyed this so much!
Beautifully written :-)
Nicely done ... I enjoyed the read very much. Bastet
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