#completelycleverwriting

[the idk is bc it's easier to just be like i dunno than explain to a stranger (at the time) that you're selectively mute. not to mention i have no clue how you'd sign that either]

i recently started learning asl and i wanted to do this as a little practice, almost? idk like if i know the signs well enough that i can comfortably draw them, then i'm doing alright in the understanding and comprehension department?

           Let’s say in a complete and totally hypothetical instance someone, certainly not me, wants to become an author. Let’s also say that said person already has around half a book written, but then they just stopped. This person knows that if they don’t write the rest of it it’s never going to be finished. They just can’t though, and they fear they’ve lost their spark and may never get it back. This particular person has always had a soft spot for writing, and has looked up to authors for their whole life.

            In fact, they have many friends that can weave words into beautiful tapestries of emotions and life, and they're just sitting there with a small handkerchief. The colors dull and the material scratchy. So they stop for a while, hoping that maybe with enough time words will be able to spill from their head to the page like it used to be able to. Or maybe the idea, if given a chance, will bloom and flourish inside their head into one even better than the original. The thing that they fear the most would be if the idea were to shrivel and die. Left forever to the corners of their mind, never being able to be shared with the world.

           However, sometimes there are brief moments where their muse returns to them, and they are able to write like they once were able to. The words rush onto the page as quickly as water from a dam that has been opened. Sometimes the thing that brings inspiration back to them may be as simple as the smile of a stranger across the road or something as intricate as their friends’ memories and stories. Either way, their muse has found their way home and for some time they find themself at peace, but sometimes things happen. These things can also be as simple as the very things that brought their muse back to them. A fear that had been pushed to the back of their mind suddenly crowding its way back to the front and center of their thoughts, or a story not coming out like they wanted. And then it’s gone, dried up and they worry once again that it won’t come back to them. At times like that they must wait, because they know that if they try to make anything during this time it could cause them to leave writing even longer than if they just had waited due to the utter despair from writing something that they know can be better.  

           Something that they don’t usually realize in the panic of having their muse leave them is that it can come back. While they wait for it to return they can turn to other things, like friends and family that have supported and encouraged their love of writing since the beginning. The dream isn’t dead, and it won’t be as long as you know that you can bring it back even if it has been left alone for a while. A dream that has been put on the shelf can always be picked back up and worked on again. All they need to do is brush away the cobwebs and blow away the dust.

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