Okay, so it’s down to the wire. Only 4 more days until the virtual unveiling of my flash fiction challenge. However, the closer it gets, the more stressed I get. I’m worried that I won’t be able to live up to the commitment. It’s a somewhat daunting task knowing that for the next solid year, come rain or shine, I will be in charge of making sure things go smoothly. I guess I will just have to do my best and hope that those who follow me on this journey will allow some wiggle room for a first-timer.
I’m hoping it will force me to break out of my rut. I spend so much time thinking about what I can write about instead of just writing. I think a lot of us writers do that. We think too hard instead of just writing. For me, I could be staring at a blank sheet of paper, with no one around, no one to impress, and I still couldn’t force out a single word until I knew in my head what I was going to write. I don’t know if it’s because even though no one can see me, and I could rip up the paper right away if I wanted to, I’d still be too embarrassed by whatever my mind might conjure up in that stream of consciousness. And it’s almost a physical sensation. Like someone is physically gripping my wrist and won’t let go until I have some semblance of what my hand will produce. Crazy, right? Or maybe its because I’m scared someone will find out my true thoughts and feelings. It makes me sad that I can’t even be honest with myself when no one is looking.
That being said, I know my blog doesn’t reach many eyes, so I hope more of you come back and join me on December 19th. Even if you can’t participate the entire time, every little bit counts. And sometimes it only takes that one time to give you that burst of creativity, ya know?