It's been over a month since I wrote in this blog. It's hard to explain when you stop writing. You can chalk it to laziness but deep inside, I feel something else. It's selfishness. Yes, sometimes we writers don't want to share our writings, our thoughts, our prose.
A couple of nights ago, I dreamt a story that was pure fantasy and magic. It would have made for a great short story, even a novella. But even as I pondered in setting it into writing, something made me stop and not write it down at all. Now the dream was just a dream and just fragments of it float into my memory.
Now as I tappity-type on my keyboard while "The Bridge of Teribithia" blares on the TV, I find that the urge to write has been sparked again. I shall post more on my thoughts, what has happened and what will be. I just need to overcome the enemy again.
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