When I Don’t Write, and Why I Need To

I hit a slump in my writing recently. In journaling, and blogging, and story writing.

And then I noticed I started to feel really purposeless. I wasn’t fulfilled, or happy with where I was at. Last night I broke out my journal again and started to explain to myself what was going on in my life…and all of a sudden I felt better.

For me, journaling organizes me. My mind and imagination need regular maintenance, and writing is the way I take care of them.

When I don’t write, my mind starts to clutter, like a room that needs cleaned, and I start to lose the things I need (i.e. my sanity and story ideas). By picking up a pen and facing my emotions, sorting them out, toning them down, throwing some out and encouraging others, I can get back to where I want to be. Some people might call writing a sort of therapy for me, but I just consider it to be the way I was made. Writing is a part of me, and I shouldn’t let it slide.

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4 Responses to When I Don’t Write, and Why I Need To

  1. Mama says:

    That’s what you do…you write and you know things. 🙂 God made you so wonderfully creative, witty, and thoughtful…I am always impressed by you.

  2. Lacey says:

    Yes, writing is such a blessing! And I love your stories. 🙂

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