Staying Fluid
I’ve been quiet on here for a while. I lost someone close to me to Covid19 and I’m still struggling to come to terms with my loss and the loss to my community.
I’m working my way through my grief at my own (crawling) pace. Creativity is my refuge. It always has been a way to process loss, pain, and trauma. Right now my creative urges are moving towards bite size thoughts and musings. This is a departure from how this blog got started. I loved writing those long sweeping narratives and I know I’m not done writing them. But right now microblog posts are what emerges on the page when I sit down to write.
I’ve held off for a while, fighting my current direction, thinking that if I could only concentrate harder (it’s fucking hard man, I have ADHD) I’ll write a longer narrative piece. But then I went through my first 13 posts and saw that I’ve broken form, posted poems with little explanation, posted poems with backstories longer than the poem!
My current urge to write shorter pieces will likely get me penalised by Google, but it’s another evolutionary step in this blog that I find so much joy in writing and sharing with you.
My blog doesn’t have to be just one thing, it’s a document of my creative journey.
My takeaway from this? As an artist, you turn up to do the work and if the muse appears, don’t question what form She takes. Stay fluid.