and it’s back to writing…

A few months ago, I stopped working on my writing.

The novel revisions came to a halt. I didn’t explore ideas for new writing projects. My blogging became even less frequent than before.

It didn’t feel like a writing block. It simply felt like I was meant to (temporarily) put my energy and focus elsewhere.

Like painting. And my healing journey. (And painting is a big part of my healing journey.)

My creative flow was still going strong, but it was flowing to other things instead of writing.

Maybe partly because my creative flow kept flowing, and maybe partly because I didn’t feel like I was blocked when it came to writing, it didn’t bother me that I put the writing aside for a while.

I knew, intuitively, writing would come back around when it was time.

And it has.

Two weeks ago, writing showed showed up again, gently nudged me, and whispered come on, let’s get going again.

So we’re going again.

No forcing, no pushing, no angst. Just going with the writing flow. Enjoying the process.

It feels right and good, and I’m grateful.

Not writing isn’t always about being stuck or blocked. Sometimes writing takes a back seat for a while so that it can return refreshed and renewed and ready to get going again.