(W)Hole Hearted

It’s been getting harder to write…

I’m not a super busy person. I don’t have a husband or kid. (more on that later). I don’t have any particular hardships that could derail… I really don’t have any excuses. I just haven’t been sitting down to write. I haven’t been feeling like a woman possessed trying to wipe the slate clean night after night. I haven’t been compelled to pick up the pen to vent… to pine… to release… In short, I haven’t been caring about the usual things.

Instead, I’ve been preoccupied with living. I’m spreading steadily, recompartmentalizing my life, covering one block at a time. I’m falling in love. I’m still floating in air, partially untouched. I’m distracted by life’s twists and turns like a kid in a candy store. And, I’m slowly crumbling from the weight of it all.

2014 has already started with a bang and I’m wondering if any of this is worth sharing. If any of this should be communal at all?! One thing is for sure, I’ll be back… to find that book deal! I’ll find the right words again to describe the lowest common denominator.

In the meantime, here are a couple of poems to help fill in the gaps.

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