Following my dream of moving to the Appalachian Mountains
was supposed to be for the sole purpose of writing. That really hasn’t happened
– much. I’ve written a few blog posts at ravings
of dkchi, I’ve written some poetry here at dk’s right to write, and in
November 2011 I even signed up for National
Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I managed 23K words and that was it.
The past few months I’ve been feeling the ember sparking a
bit. Rather than pass through all the writing blog emails I subscribe to, I’ve
actually been reading them. I’ve even subscribed to a few new ones. One of my
favorite new ones is Jeff Goins, Writer. He
is short and sweet, and makes me want to “steal
lexes.”
His Writer’s
Manifesto is a prime example of his brevity and encouragement.
Another is The Write
Practice. The blog has prompts, contests, and simple tips. I’ve not partaken
– yet – but every email from them brings me closer.
And of course, one I’ve mentioned previously, Writing Our Way Home, (WOWH). This one I actually contribute to on a fairly regular
basis and have made truly supportive, entertaining Internet friends. It was
through WOWH that I found The
Sunday Whirl. At one point, during those chilly winter (?) months, I at
least wrote every Sunday. Now, I save them and the plan is to create an epic poem from all
the Wordles.
Lately, I’ve had the desire to scratch with pen on paper.
The feeling I have is that when I finally take the tablet and begin the etching
this time, it will finally be that push to the finish line, if there is such a
thing as a writer. I highly doubt it though, look at how many times Stephen
Kings has ‘retired.’ Can you ever truly retire from your passion? Not sure, but
right now I must go put nails in boards to finish a chicken coop.
