The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamouring to become visible. ~Vladimir Nabakov
After years of being haunted by these ghostly words, I have decided to turn and face my fears. I will heed their call for life and finally discover, for better or worse, what kind of writer I am. The prospect is terrifying.
I recently discovered a community of writers whose love of words leads them to create clever sentences every day in response to a word challenge. As simple as it seems, the daily discipline and the warm support of this talented company has reawakened my love of writing and given me the confidence to tackle bigger challenges.
The next step is Waxings, which I hope will provide inspiration, encouragement, useful writing resources and the comfort of knowing we are not alone in our uncertainty and boundless capacity for procrastination.
With thanks to my friends at In A Sentence.