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The Waves at Night
February 19, 2008 | permalink

I realized this week why I have been having so much trouble writing here lately.

It's not that I don't want to write- I most certainly do. And it's not that I am burnt out on the internets, or blogging, or any of the other internal things that sometimes causes a writer to stop writing in the public forum, though I did examine that possibility. The problem I have been having, Gentle Readers, is that the reason I started this blog is no longer valid.

Wait, that's not quite right. What I really mean is that it has served it's purpose, and helped me to air out a great deal of the darkness that was in me. Now that that has been done, I have to approach it, and the writing, in a different way. Which I haven't been doing, because it took me a while to catch on.

I am not saying, by the way, that there is no darkness left; those of you that have been with me for a while must know that that would be very unlikely. What I am saying is that it is no longer the driving force in my life. Which is a pretty fucking awesome realization, let me tell you.

So I need to strike out in a new direction, or at least have a new focus. And I am not sure what that will be. But I think now that I have stopped approaching it in the old way, the defunct way, the words will flow and the direction will become clear.

Thank you, Gentle Readers, for coming along for the ride thus far, and for continuing on with me.