Quiet in the Land

Sometimes I can feel it inside me.
Something small.
A beginning.
Squirming.
Writhing.
Little words and thoughts.
Yawning sleepily.
Stretching their arms.
Rubbing their eyes.
Slightly disgruntled by their abrupt awakening.
And I think, “A thought! An idea! Could it be that I have an idea?”
For a moment, I feel alive and excited and like a writer.
Just like that, the thought of turning that idea into a sentence, and that sentence into more sentences, and those sentences into more sentences becomes overwhelming.
I don’t know how to do it.
Those little words and thoughts?
The darling, sleepy little ones?
They turn over and rest their tired heads once again (all that potential is so exhausting) and it is not long until they are fast asleep again.
All is quiet in the land.

2 thoughts on “Quiet in the Land

  1. Exactly! You mean I am not the only one who has lazy inspiration like that. I have actually started a file of random ideas to write about sometime when I want to write and am uninspired….
    Super job with putting my feelings into words. By the way, I have been enjoying my romp through this blog WAY too much!

    1. I’m glad that you are enjoying it! =) And yes… sometimes, I am inspired, but don’t want to write, and other times, I want to write, but am not inspired. It’s so nice to know that I’m not the only one!

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