I started November on a bit of a writing streak. I managed to sit my butt in a chair and write every day, posting here and making progress on a project I’d like to release by the end of the month. Then I did #OneDayHH and haven’t written here since.
I love participating in that particular social media challenge, both for the moments I capture and for following along with other participants. This year, I looked forward to gleaning a little more inspiration from the day. I wanted to see what I might turn over when looking at the day through my camera’s lens. (Ok, my phone’s camera’s lens, but you know what I mean!)
Not surprisingly, it did uncover a few things — and therein lies my current problem. I reacted so strongly to some of what I captured that I’m not sure what exactly to focus on writing right now. Part of the photo challenge is stepping outside your comfort zone when it comes to sharing. I understand that, cerebrally. My appreciation for writers and storytellers who can share with abandon grows greater each time I sit and think about sharing my own stuff.
I want to write about:
How I feel when I walk past my former home office
How I got through a day without a single photo of our cat
Why documenting a day made me miss small parts of last year
How it feels to see one of my true passions (writing) regulated to late moments, when my brain is more tired than my body — and my body is tired
(And now I want to write about why I can’t find the bullet point list in WordPress, even though I’ve been working in it for years and know I’ve bulleted plenty of things in the past.)
Basically, I have a lot to say about that single day, but it’s all wrapped up in emotions and worries and concerns I obviously haven’t completely faced since we’ve hit the ground running this fall. Instead of sitting and facing those things, I’ve done the opposite. Worked on a house project. Went to dinner with friends. Read a book. Started re-watching AHS: Coven.
None of those things on their own feel negative. But when they’re piled together in a mishmash of avoidance, it gives me pause. So here I am, after a few days off, trying to commit to unpacking those thoughts, one day at a time.
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