It’s been quite some time since my last post, and since I’ll be responding to an Indie Ink challenge this week, I thought it might be a good idea to address my absence these past couple of months.
VONA was a major turning point for me. It was the first time I had ever felt a sense of belonging. It was the first time I actually found role models – people that I wanted to emulate, that provided me with so much truth and knowledge. I honestly don’t think they will ever truly know the impact they had on me.
Coming back to “reality” from such a high was jarring. VONA opened doors that I had shut so long ago. I found the courage to walk through them without fear. But when I left VONA, I returned to a lurching, dispassionate reality. I felt as though tectonic plates had shifted inside me, yet the entire world somehow stood still.
I’m still trying to figure out where to go from here – not just as a writer, but as the person I am and want to be. I’ve stumbled upon “writer’s block” again, but have heavier blocks to lift this time. I have a lot of internal work to do. Journaling helps. I need to think about my priorities, though. How much do I want to write versus pursuing other endeavors? How do I become a better writer? How can I dig deeper inside, to the place where all stories originate, while keeping my own emotions at bay?
What happens next?