For the last two months, I used a set of cards as prompts for my morning writings. Today, I'm back to the blank page. Right now, this bright white screen staring at me feels quite intimidating. Everything is possible. I can pick any subject, write about anything I want. Yet, that forces me to choose. What wants to emerge? What do I need to write and share?
One Apple A Day #885 - rain check
One Apple A Day #885 - rain check
One Apple A Day #885 - rain check
For the last two months, I used a set of cards as prompts for my morning writings. Today, I'm back to the blank page. Right now, this bright white screen staring at me feels quite intimidating. Everything is possible. I can pick any subject, write about anything I want. Yet, that forces me to choose. What wants to emerge? What do I need to write and share?